Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter108 Rex Wasn't Dead

The man's words had barely faded when a figure in camouflage gear charged towards Cicery. The tribesmen attempted to block him but were swiftly brought down by a single shot from a rifle. Cicery's face and even her eyes were splattered with blood.

The world turned a deep, crimson red.

It was the blood of her people...

Terror-stricken, Cicery turned and fled. She needed to warn her parents, her tribe, to escape immediately.

These people were devils.

But she was just a child, no match for these strong, burly men.

Just as little Cicery was about to be captured, a white blur dashed past at incredible speed.

"Big White!" Cicery gasped.

Big White was a lion cub, only nine months old, but a majestic purebred whose size already dwarfed that of ordinary lions.

As Big White clamped its jaws around the leg of the man reaching for Cicery, another man took aim with his gun at Big White. The cub, with remarkable agility and foresight had anticipated the threat and quickly scooped up Cicery, bolting for the woods.

But what could Big White do against men with guns?

man fired at the swiftly escaping white

A loud bang resonated.

Big White in the hind leg, which burst

inertia, Big White crashed

Big White's back, her forehead gashed, her consciousness

human blood, Big White, dragging its fractured

his head

unresponsive, Big White lifted

his tongue

are you? Are you in pain?

her tribespeople; Big White was not

up Cicery in his jaws and carrying her deeper into the

severe, his strength waning until

Big White, felt his faint breaths, tears streaming

"Big White... Big White..."

please don't

nearer, and Cicery's gaze snapped upward to find them wearing leather combat boots. With a ruthless kick, they shoved Big White, who was drenched in blood, to the side, cursing under their breath. Big White whimpered, looking at Cicery with pleading eyes, urging her

the only chance his young mistress had

if it meant his