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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 952

Moris’ heart was full of despair. He could imagine that the two disciples from Heavenly Stars Sect would not show mercy to the dozen Gibson family clansmen. Although the dozen or so members of the Gibson family were at the top of the Gibson family, they could only hold on for 15 minutes in front of Caspian and Solana. Unfortunately, Moris only guessed one point right.

That was, Caspian and Solana would not show mercy to these dozen or so members of the Gibson family. Caspian would never let go of anyone who provoked him. Especially this group of people, who even tried to make use of their large numbers to bully them.

As for what Moris guessed wrong, just as he was thinking about it, he was surprised to see more than a dozen people in his eyes, who were the strongest members of the main branch, flying into the sky like fireworks. Then, they fell from the sky like a heavenly girl scattering flowers.

The scene of more than a dozen people flying into the air at this moment was quite spectacular. They only hold on for a short time, and there was a long way to go before 15 minutes. After a while, a dozen figures, like meteorites falling to the ground, fell to the ground in the stunned expressions of Moris and the other clansmen.

Bang bang bang!

The sound was endless. The ground exploded one after another and kept shaking. The two of them recently fell next to Moris Gibson. The flying gravel hit his face, almost hitting his eyeballs, and did not make him blink.

Moris was completely stunned. The intense visual impact and unprecedented fear made him look like a fool at this moment. Not only he, but the other members of the Gibson family were also stunned. Many people fell to the ground, their mouths tilted and even saliva flowed from the corners of their mouths, but they didn’t notice it.

Vaguely, Moris felt as if he had heard the conversation between Caspian and Solana.

“You are quite disappointed, right?”

“Yes.”

“Am I right? What is truly worthy of respect is only one’s own strength. One’s family background can only play an auxiliary role when one’s strength is the same.”

“Yes.”

“How should we deal with these guys? They are your clansmen, so you decide.”

“Yes.”

“Oh, I see.”

“Yes!”

“Let’s go. I don’t think your father will be thinking about returning to the main branch anymore.”

“Yes.”

“You have to believe yourself. In the future, you can create a family that is ten or even a hundred times more glorious than this main branch.”

“Yes!”

“What main branch? In fact, when I came here yesterday, I felt that this kind of temperament and pattern could not cultivate any powerful cultivators.”

“Yes!”

These words floated into Moris Gibson’s ears intermittently. At some point, the voice gradually faded away. Until later, he could no longer hear it. After a long time, he came to his senses. In front of him was the failure and tragedy that he had never thought of before.

The entire gymnasium was in a mess. The dozen or so clansmen who had rushed over were stabbed into the ground like carrots. To be exact, they were inserted into the ground when they fell from mid-air. Because they fainted, they still maintained the extremely embarrassing posture at this moment.

Moris knew that in the end, Caspian and Solana still let go of the main branch of the Gibson family. Otherwise, with their strength, it would be effortless for them to kill these people on the spot. Perhaps the blood flowing in their bodies saved them in the end. Perhaps the two of them didn’t want to kill them so as not to dirty their hands. But Moris knew that such an opportunity would never happen again.

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