683: C683 Emancipation of the Third Prince

C683 Emancipation of the Third Prince

The Third Prince had never thought that one day he would be so timid.

But looking at Lin Mo's emotionless eyes, the third prince could not help but admit that a feeling of fear was growing in his heart.

"There's really nothing else to talk about, is there?"

The Third Prince paused for a moment and said with a wry smile.

Lin Mo was silent as he stared at him.

For a sinner who disregarded the lives of ordinary people, no matter what the reason was, Lin Mo would never convince himself to spare him.

The Third Prince laughed.

He discovered that at this moment, the Overlord's Art that he was proficient in was actually unable to save his own life.

So far, his pursuit of everything, his reputation, his military exploits were all useless things.

The Third Prince was the son of the Emperor's favorite concubine. However, not long after he was born, his mother died in an endless struggle within the palace.

The third prince was also constantly being ostracized and injured. In this kind of environment, it was very difficult for him to grow up.

He gradually came to the conclusion that he was in a royal family, constantly fighting in the open and in the shadows. This was his destiny, his path.

Therefore, he started to use any means at his disposal to become stronger, to enhance his own strength, and to develop his own power. He became more and more successful, and his personality also became more and more obedient.

He had originally thought that as such an independent, self-strengthening prince, he would be able to rely on his own hands to obtain everything he wanted. However, at this time, he suddenly felt at a loss.

Everything he wanted, the throne he wanted, he wanted to look down on the world. He suddenly didn't know what these things were used for.

Even if his own father, the current emperor of the Belna Empire, were to meet an opponent like Lin Mo, he would not be able to escape death.

"Alas, all these years of busy work have all been for nothing."

The third prince sighed and lay sprawled on the ground.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that he was somewhat relaxed.

It had been so many years, but at this moment, it was as if he had broken free from an invisible shackle. He truly felt a sense of relaxation.

"Perhaps …" Death is truly a type of release … "

The Third Prince slowly closed his eyes and muttered.

Seeing that he was ready, Lin Mo gently extended his right hand.

In his palm, a purple flame the size of a bean was slowly burning.

No matter how cooperative the Third Prince was now, he couldn't erase all the sins that he had committed in the past.

Since Lin Mo was determined to use himself as a scale, he had to do what he said he would do.

Lin Mo extended his hand and the venomous purple flame slowly descended, landing on the third prince's leg.

Pain!

Intense pain!

A heart-wrenching pain!

The pain of his soul being crushed!1

The Third Prince had never felt such a feeling before. He could not help but shed tears, and began to roll on the ground without regard for his image.

Scenes flashed before his eyes. He began to recall the creatures he had captured before. They must have suffered as much as he had when they were being experimented on.

Luo Fan looked at the Third Prince rolling on the ground and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

He still knew about the Third Prince. Although his character was quite vile, he was still a tough guy.

To be able to cause him this much pain, one could imagine how abnormal the flames were.

Lin Mo turned his head and glanced at her, revealing a faint smile.

Luo Fan's heart skipped a beat. He knew what this smile meant.

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