Novel Name : The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 648

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“You…” Liliana looked at Charles in confusion.

However, Charles did not even spare her a glance, and he turned to look at Xander.

“The Casper you’re saying is the Casper in Darnley Valley? Wasn‘t there another disciple named

Maya? Is she here?”

Everyone was stunned, and no one knew why he would mention that old affair, let alone how he was

aware of it.

“I’m Maya!” Maya walked forward, and her eyes had a layer of frost.

“So, it’s you!” Charles sized Maya up and down with admiration,

”What’s on your mind?” Maya frowned.

“I want to thank you! Hahahaha!” After saying that, Charles suddenly laughed aloud as if he thought of

something.

In an instant, the quiet scene was filled with his unbridled laughter, and the chilling atmosphere before

was swiftly destroyed.

Yet, what followed was an unpredictable evil and coldness.

After all, moody opponents were always more invincible than ruthless opponents.

Even after finally stopping himself from laughing further, Charles still held his stomach, desperately

holding back tears in his eyes and gasping for breath, saying, “But I want to thank Casper more.

Hahaha! You must be clueless, but he let that woman suffer so much loss back then! Yet, that lady was

too proud to admit that she couldn’t do anything well! If you saw her expression that day… Hahahaha!

It‘s as if she fell into the dirt! It was hilarious! Hahahaha!”

Just when Charles laughed and confused everyone, he suddenly took a deep breath and sneered at

Maya.

“Little lady, do you still believe that the waves of monsters were an accidental phenomenon?”

That sentence was so straightforward that everyone would be fools if they could not understand it.

“You did it!” Maya suddenly felt an unprecedented hostility, rising from her lower abdomen and almost

bursting out of her chest.

Wesley‘s eyes filled with justice, the figures of the sect cultivators and individual cultivators who

stepped forward without fear.

The heroic words of “It’s fine if we don’t return”, stuck with the shadow of his figure.

Maya’s eyes were hot, and her tears rolled out uncontrollably.

Then, she gritted her teeth, glaring at Charles as the old and new hatred rushed to her heart, “You

killed everyone!”

In a corner that no one else could see, Caspian’s breathing was much heavier.

The encounters at Darnley Valley and Mirefield Gate could be said to be the key for Caspian to

transform himself into an immortal psychologically.

Wesley and the few individual cultivators used their actions to set a role model of cultivator spirit for

Caspian.

They were heroes, but they never needed to sacrifice themselves! The waves of monsters back then

were man-made accidents!

Caspian’s fist gradually clenched, his joints cracking.

Facing the hateful eyes of the Heavenly Stars Sect disciples, Charles waved his hand.

“Why would I do something so badly? After all, only one elder died in the Heavenly Stars Sect.

If it was me…”

Charles pointed to the people in front of him, flashing a proud and crazy smile.

“Of course, I’m going to kill you all.”

“B*stard!” Omar roared and raised his swords, rushing forward.

He endured for too long before, and now he could not bear it anymore.

Back then, Wesley’s revenge was to be avenged, and recently, Jaime was beaten to death by the

opponent, and that vengeance must be avenged!

”Your opponent is me!” Ozul snorted and strode forward with his longsword.

Then, just like a peacock spreading its tail feathers, dozens of sword lights instantly slashed at the

opponents.

Liliana also rushed to Xander.

The long hooks in her hands rotated violently like a drill bit, stirring the surrounding air and forming a

vortex visible to the naked eye, making a sharp bang.

Behind them, the evil cultivators also shouted continuously, and they ran forward and simply found an

opponent, blasting out countless murderous attacks.

The number of evil cultivators was more than the disciples of the three major sects present.

Moreover, the disciples of the three major sects just experienced a protracted battle, and their physical

strength and spiritual Qi were mostly consumed.

Hence, these evil cultivators just waited at ease for the exhausted enemies, especially since the

disciples of the three major sects fell into a disadvantage from the beginning.

After realizing that, both the disciples of the three major sects and these evil cultivators already felt an

apparent conspiracy.

The battle situation was clearly what Charles expected! Everything was within his control.

Charles seemed to have known the progressions of the three major sect disciples in advance, and he

appeared to be aware that they would have a protracted battle with the statues here.

Moreover, Charles’s actions also suggested that he calculated the best time to appear to double-strike

the opponents both psychologically and physiologically!

There was a very shrewd heart under Charles’ arrogant and muscular appearance!

Bang!

There was a loud sound and Gregory, whose arm was already broken before and fighting power was

greatly reduced, was blasted at.

Before his body fell to the ground, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind him.

The evil cultivator holding a huge black sickle grinned and waved the weapon in his hand.

Swoosh!

Gregory was cut in half from his waist.

In an instant, a large amount of blood spurted out.

On Gregory’s face, there was fear, confusion, puzzlement, doubt, and unwillingness as if he could not

believe just as his road to immortality began, and it came to an abrupt end here.

Gregory’s Golden Monkey let out a long roar, wanting to rush forward and avenge its master.

However, just as it took two steps, a long spear that suddenly appeared in the slanting thorn pierced its

waist and raised it.

The next second, harsh sword lights followed.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

The Golden Monkey bled profusely all over its body.

In a flash, its blood was drained.

The monkey kicked its legs twice, and there was no more sound.

The evil cultivators gradually attacked a disciple of the Dark Moon Sect, forcing him to be farther and

farther away from the others.

His eyes were filled with desperation.

“I don’t want to die!” The disciple shouted, and his body trembled.

Then, he turned around with great difficulty and found an evil cultivator grinning at him.

At that time, a piece of flesh was cut out on his back, forming a terrifying wound where one could see

his spine.

“Die!” The evil cultivator that sneaked an attack snorted.

Next, he reached out and directly pulled the Dark Moon Sect disciple‘s heart.

Splatter!

The disciple’s blood burst out like a spring.

The disciple of the Dark Moon Sect fell to the ground with a face full of indignation and regret as blood

instantly covered his body.

The flashing of chaotic lights, the loud shouting, and the continuous gushing of blood were all reflected

in Charles‘ eyes at that moment.

However, he remained expressionless.

After a moment, Charles turned around and looked at the Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd not

far from him.

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Chapter 648 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all

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