The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 765

Daisy was completely stunned.

She had never seen her teacher lose his composure like this.

Now in front of her, Valdis was not a high-spirited, high-ranking Valdis Goth.

He was obviously an old madman, an old beggar.

Moreover, he was like the person who had just been beaten by more than a dozen strong men.

" Teacher..." Daisy murmured.

At this moment, there was no need for Valdis to explain in detail. From his performance, Daisy could tell that he must have provoked an existence he could not afford to offend.

And this existence didn't even appear. Just by making him fail to summon his soul, it was enough to shock him excessively and make him lose his mind.

"Who actually killed Shaw Charles, Henry Nelson, and the others... even Teacher seems to be scared..."

Daisy's heart was filled with doubt and fear.

At this moment, she felt an invisible coldness seeping into her bones.

In the dream, when Shaw Charles's soul was destroyed by the horrible sickle, Caspian found that the red world in front of him began to twist.

It looked like muddy water being stirred.

The earth began to collapse.

Those souls who were trembling with fear fell into the bottomless abyss one after another.

The surroundings kept collapsing, leaving only the inch of land under Caspian's feet.

"You should thank me."

At this moment, Caspian heard a loud rumble above his head.

His voice sounded like muffled thunder in the clouds.

Looking up, Caspian saw a pair of red eyes slowly appear in the depths of the surging sky.

The eyes penetrated his flesh and blood like a piece of red-hot iron.

His heart skipped a beat and Caspian opened his eyes.

The night was as cold as water.

The moonlight shone through the window, casting silver light on the quiet bedroom floor.

"It's a dream..."

Caspian murmured.

But this dream was too real and too clear.

He could remember every detail clearly.

"When cultivators dream, there must have been some changes or signs." Caspian thought to himself, "The Hell, the souls of the dead, and Shaw Charles, which were destroyed, must have been because of the Gates of Hell. Is that why I have such a dream? And the voice in the dream, the pair of eyes, came from the Gates of Hell?"

Caspian felt a dull pain in his head at the thought of the pair of eyes, which seemed to be soaked in blood.

However, the swelling pain only lasted for a moment before dissipating.

At this time, Caspian felt that a pair of eyes was looking at him.

Raising his head, he saw Solana's clear eyes staring at him.

The two of them lay on the same bed. There was only a little distance between them.

However, Caspian did not notice when Solana had woken up.

With this in mind, Caspian had a deeper understanding of the impact of the dream on him.

"What time is it now?" Caspian asked.

Since he had woken up and was not sleepy, Caspian simply sat up.

"Just two hours have passed since I lay down," Solana said.

"You haven't slept?" Caspian squinted at her.