Novel Name : The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 1118

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Not only did he not die, but Caspian was also unharmed.

Now he had become bigger and harder!

“Blood Sacrifice Grand Magic!” A roar came from the thick smoke.

The sound was like thunder and exploded in his ears.

The male cultivator’s face turned pale and his body trembled violently.

He saw two thick and long arms, like a dragon soaring into the sky, tear open the rolling chaos directly
and grab the puppet in the air that had not yet landed.

The puppet wanted to struggle, but Caspian’s thick fingers exerted a little force, which made it unable
to move, like an iron hoop.

“Get down!”

The puppet fell down like a meteorite.

With a bang, it left a horrible pit on the ground.

Large cracks spread in all directions.

At the same time, the male cultivator saw a mushroom cloud rising.

His throat trembled, and he found it hard to breathe.

His hands and feet were cold.

Turning around with difficulty, the male cultivator immediately saw Caspian walk out of the chaos.



His two huge arms, which were so exaggerated, made Caspian look like a sea demon at the moment.

“What, what the hell are you!” The male cultivator shouted in horror.

This sentence was obviously a curse.

Caspian raised his eyebrows, raised his hand, and slapped the male cultivator.

Fear appeared in the male cultivator’s eyes.

He quickly took out a stack of array maps and threw them out.

Ice, fire, and all kinds of formations crackled and flashed, forming an attack and a barrier, hoping to buy
a chance for the male cultivator to escape.

Caspian’s eyes were calm.

“I don’t care how many formations you have.

I will just break them!”

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Layers of formations were directly smashed into pieces.

“The Godly Finger of Cruor!”

A layer of hot blood, like scorching lava, was attached to Caspian’s arm. In an instant, not only
formations in the air shattered layer by layer and exploded.

Even the formation map in the male cultivator’s hand, which had not been activated yet, suddenly
exploded into waste paper all over the sky with a bang.



The debris was like hundreds of butterflies, scattered everywhere by the sea breeze.

The male cultivator’s face was ashen.

He felt that his whole body could not move, and his heart almost forgot beating.

Caspian’s palm followed closely behind.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the male cultivator‘s body was directly torn to pieces by the huge force and
exploded into a thick mass of human-shaped blood.

The blood stopped in place for a moment, and then with a crash, it completely scattered, scattering
everywhere.

A strong smell of blood spread around.

Caspian turned around and looked at the spot where the puppet had just landed.

The puppet was already standing in the pit. Its clothes looked a little dirty, and the mask on its face
cracked.

The puppet stood still.

It was unknown if it was the death of a male cultivator made it suddenly lose the order or something
else, it became a little helpless.

A moment later, its long fingers reached out again.

The dark blue light on its fingertips flickered, revealing a chilling chill that pierced straight into people’s
heart.



It seemed that it would continue to attack Caspian.

“You’re indeed a puppet.

You don’t have a brain at all…” Caspian shook his head.

“I originally wanted to study you well, but now it seems that if I don’t tear you down, I can’ t take you
back.”

Caspian moved his hands and feet helplessly and suddenly took a step forward.

“The Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows!”

The puppet moved as well.

Its five fingers pierced through Caspian like a long spear.

Unfortunately, it only penetrated a shadow of Caspian. With a roll of the airflow, the shadow instantly
dissipated.

At the same time, Caspian appeared behind the puppet and spat out a white light.

“The God of Thunder!”

Bang!

A ball of lightning burst out from the puppet’s back.

Its body suddenly flew out and fell into the ground again.

The huge force embedded its body in the ground and pushed forward more than 30 meters.

Suddenly, the ground of the island was plowed into a deep gully.



Caspian’s eyes lit up.

‘This puppet is really tough…’

Under normal circumstances, if one was hit by the God of Thunder, even if the cultivator was not torn to
pieces on the spot, he would be dead.

But, the puppet was only sent flying by Caspian, and its back was slightly sunken and scorched black.

It was not seriously injured at all.

More importantly, the puppet’s actions were not affected by the God of Thunder.

After being plowed for more than 30 meters on the ground, it turned over and rushed toward Caspian
again.

“He’s not afraid of death,” Caspian blinks.

Originally, he wanted to open the puppet and take it back to study it.

But after that attack, Caspian suddenly became interested and wanted to see how hard the puppet
was.

Fortunately, it was him today.

If it were another disciple of the Heaven’s Edge Sect, it was very likely that they would suffer losses
under the puppet.

At the same time, the puppet began to chant again.

However, this time, it didn’t punch out, instead, it crossed its arms, fiercely tearing them apart.



The two currents crossed and twisted toward Caspian like rotating steel knives.

The air along the way was instantly crushed into pieces.

The void became distorted at this moment.

Caspian raised his hand and grabbed it.

The airflow suddenly formed a spiral and a vortex in his palm.

It twisted violently and made a loud noise of steel being twisted.

Large sparks also splashed out from Caspian’s palm.

Caspian narrowed his eyes and stared at the blue light that belonged to the Water Shade in his palm.

The light flickered between bright and dark, indicating that the puppet’s attack had put a certain amount
of pressure on the Water Shade.

“The power of magic is also enough,” Caspian nodded with satisfaction, grabbed it with five fingers,
and pinched it.

Bang!

The cyclone suddenly exploded in his palm.

Streaks of airflow suddenly shot out from Caspian’s fingers like spears.

With a loud sound, deep holes the size of bowls appeared on the ground.

The blue light in Caspian’ s palm shook violently a few times.

It only recovered after it was almost on the verge of collapse.



Caspian, on the other hand, felt a little numb in his palm.

At this moment, he was sure. This time, he seemed to have really picked up a treasure.

The male cultivator had worked so hard to make such a puppet.

The puppet’s body was hard and would not be easily blown up.

Magic of its attack was enough, and it would not be affected by any pain.

For cultivators at this stage, it was a rare killing weapon.

The only problem now was how to stop it from moving.

“If I want to let it stop moving, either make formation in its body stop running, or smash it completely….”

However, these two methods were a little difficult for the current Caspian. Just now, Caspian had found
that giant puppet‘s central formation at once.

It was because Caspian saw the combination process of the giant puppet.

It could be said that the central formation was combined in front of Caspian. In the process, he had
hundreds of chances to combine the giant puppet.

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