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?

at the swiftly escaping

A loud bang resonated.

in the hind leg, which burst open from the

inertia, Big White crashed

from Big White's back,

its fractured leg, crawled painfully

head

Cicery unresponsive, Big White lifted his head, his eyes

his tongue to lick

Cicery moaned, "Big White, how are you? Are you in pain? Oh, Big White,

her tribespeople; Big

White refused to give up, determinedly picking up Cicery in his jaws and

was too severe,

White, felt his faint breaths, tears streaming

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

die, please don't

White, who was drenched in blood, to the side, cursing under their breath. Big White whimpered, looking at Cicery with pleading eyes, urging her to run before he forced himself up, biting into one man's calf

only chance his young mistress had

it meant his