The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 852

"What I want... hand it over to me..."

The bones were still walking toward Caspian.

With every step it took, the wax-shaped substance spread out in this direction.

It looked slippery and sticky, disgusting.

"Jessica, don't move!"

Seeing Jessica raise her sword again, Caspian suddenly shouted in a low voice.

"Hmm?" Jessica narrowed her eyes.

Although Caspian said so, she still stood in front of Caspian.

"It's useless. Let's see what it wants." Caspian took a deep breath and his eyes flashed with a bright light. His eyes passed Jessica and looked at the bones that kept walking closer.

Caspian was telling the truth.

Jessica also knew.

But at this moment, she couldn't just watch the corpse approach Caspian and even hurt Caspian.

"I want to try again." Jessica gritted her teeth and suddenly raised her sword.

The sword light flashed.

Almost at the same time, the skeleton raised his hand and waved his hand like a driving away fly.

The sword radiance instantly exploded into pieces.

Jessica grunted and flew out again before she could react.

This time, there was no more sound.

"Jessica!" Caspian stopped breathing and shouted, "What did you do to her?"

But the corpse didn't answer him at all.

The closer it got to Caspian, he could felt the stronger the familiar aura became.

"Ah... it's this... What I want... is this..."

"Hand it over to me..."

"I have been waiting... for so many years... I have finally... waited for an opportunity..."

"I want... to take back... my body..."

The old voice became hoarse at this moment.

It could be seen from the sudden increase in the speed of the corpse.

"Bastard."

Caspian fixed his eyes on the corpse.

When the corpse came to his front, vigor in Caspian’s body suddenly boiled.

"Blood Sacrifice Grand Magic!"

Hong!

The rolling qi and blood instantly broke free from the shackles.

The corpse was shocked by this unexpected change.

Obviously, it did not expect that Caspian could resist.

The next moment, it saw an arm as thick as a giant tree rushing toward it.

Peng!

Caspian's punch hit the skull of the corpse.

However, it seemed that the corpse had not been hurt at all.

He didn't even move a little, let alone break it.

This was the first time that Caspian had encountered such a situation.

"You... are too weak..."

An old voice came.

Then Caspian saw the corpse raise his hand.

To be exact, it was a white bone palm.

The corpse grabbed his middle finger with his thumb and flicked it.

The void shook.

In an instant, Caspian felt a chill spreading from his chest to his limbs and bones.

He felt as if he had been hit by an iceberg. His body flew out all of a sudden. The sharp pain from all his bones made his vision go black and he almost fainted on the spot.

However, as soon as Caspian flew more than 30 meters away, the wax-shaped red liquid made a gurgling sound and caught up with him. It grabbed his four limbs, sucked his waist and abdomen, and pulled him back.