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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 668

“Maya!”

After blasting Charles away, Caspian hurriedly rushed to Maya, who appeared to be in excruciating pain.

Her beautiful face was ashen, even her lips were pale, and her body constantly trembled.

“I’m… I’m fine…” Even so, Maya tried to be brave, and she forcefully flashed a smile as she asked in a trembling voice, “How‘s… How’s Solana..?”

Caspian took out the blood and Qi replenishment pill, quickly stuffed it into Maya’s mouth, and looked at Solana.

“She’s fine, but he’s still unconscious.”

When Maya heard Caspian’s answer, she finally gave a relieved look.

“Maya, your physique…” After hesitating for a moment, Caspian asked.

He heard what Charles said before, and it seemed that the small bronze pot could deprive the cultivator of his natural physique.

In other words, Maya no longer had the Flame Phoenix Physique.

Then, Caspian turned to look at the small bronze pot on the ground, and he noticed that it was already shattered.

Even the dazzling red light and the dancing phoenix disappeared.

“It’s gone…” Maya slowly uttered.

Caspian’s heart skipped a beat.

Together with Xander and Omar, Maya was Caspian’s best friend when he was still an apprentice.

Moreover, everyone experienced life and death together, so they could rest assured that they had each other’s back.

Unfortunately, even though Maya still had her cultivation talent after losing her innate physique, all the martial skills and techniques she originally mastered could no longer be used.

Hence, Maya would have to start from scratch.

In addition, her body would be far weaker than in the past as her bloodline was taken away.

It was just like a seriously ill patient among mortals.

Even though her brain was still functioning, her energy was not enough to support her to use the body for a long time.

“I… I’m fine.

I’ll be fine after taking a rest.

Go and have a look… At other people…” Maya tried to squeeze out a smile, hoping that Caspian could feel at ease.

Caspian forcibly suppressed the anger and sadness in his heart, getting up to see the others.

However, as soon as he stood, a roar like a beating drum sounded from a distance.

“Casper!”

Caspian’s face immediately dropped, and he hurriedly raised his head, only to find Charles, half of whose body was bloody, stood on a pile of rubble and faced him.

Charles appeared extremely strange, and his whole body was thicker than before as if inflated.

His dense wounds also became more extensive, his skin was opened, and the flesh was exposed.

Inside of the injuries, it was as if the black and golden smoke was about to burst Charles’s figure as it kept squirming and overflowing.

The half of Charles’s body that was almost blasted and the wound on his chest was also covered with a thick layer of black and golden smoke at that time.

Moreover, Charles’s eyes also turned golden-black, making them indiscernible.

What was even more terrifying was that when Charles opened his mouth, there was also black and golden smoke lingering deep in his throat as if it was filled with long black and golden hair.

Charles looked just like a monster.

“You’re still alive…” Caspian’s eyes narrowed, and he glanced at the Firmament’s Ghoul-Locker Spear stabbed on the ground from the comer of his eye.

Then, he quickly calculated the distance and time between them.

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