She Belongs To The Devil

"Hello, my preys!" Lillian started to swirl her fingers around while moving her lips as though she was speaking something inaudible.

Lillian's intention became crystal clear to the squad leader who had rushed down to the dungeon after hearing the explosion.

And he instantly gave out an order to his squad, "Kill her!"

"Kill?" One of the soldiers gave a questionable glance towards his squad leader and said doubtfully, "But she was the Queen!"

That soldier's question prompted the other soldiers to halt their attack as well. They didn't want to be punished later on for blindly following the order and killing the previous Queen.

The prisoners whose cells were close to where the witch and the soldiers were standing were shaking like a leaf. They had already witnessed Lillian mercilessly taking the lives of the guard and the prisoner.

One of the prisoners was biting her nails in fear and was contemplating whether the guards were blind, "What are they doing? Are they too blind to see the dead body that she is standing on right now? What the hell are they waiting for?"

Even though they themselves were criminals, they had never encountered someone who was a cold-blooded killer like her.

And they were silently hoping that the guards would either instantly take care of that witch, or at least lure her outside the dungeon and away from them.

They didn't want to be that witch's next victim. They didn't want to be buried under the rubbles if the fight was to break out between the soldiers and Lillian.

The squad leader of the soldiers was also thinking along the same line.

He snatched the bow and arrow from the archer who was standing by his side and aimed at Lillian as he screamed at his soldiers, "She is the dark witch who took the Devil to capture her for God's sake! And this time around, the Devil Prince isn't here to rescue us from her wrath. Just kill her before she kills us!"

He shot the arrow aiming right at Lillian's heart. However, the arrow hit something invisible and then dropped down on the debris lying on the floor.

The other archers also shot their arrows in panic, and one even flung his sword at the witch hoping to break whatever thing was shielding her. However, all of their efforts were in vain.

"Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!" Lillian shook her head and mocked their pointless efforts, "Oh! Darlings. Sorry to break it to you but… it's already too late for that."

"What are you waiting for? Charge!" the squad leader gave a battle cry and ran towards Lillian. The other soldiers also ran after him to stab the witch with their swords.

But before they even took 10 steps, their legs literally broke down and they all collapsed to the floor as though they were some puppets whose puppet master suddenly let go of their strings.

The dungeon was filled with the gut-wrenching screams of the soldiers.

"Damn you, witch! I'll kill you!" The squad leader was still crawling with his hands and was trying to get closer to Lillian.

Lillian smirked and scoffed, "Sure, but if I don't kill you first."

She then held out her hands and pushed them upward. It looked as though she was lifting something heavy, which she was, but without directly holding anything.

That squad leader hovered in the air and in the next second, Lillian slammed that man's head into the ceiling with such force that his blood splattered everywhere.

The screams in the dungeon abruptly came to a halt.

Lillian's face was painted with his blood. She inhaled the fresh smell of blood on her face and grinned.

The dim light from the lantern made her look like the incarnate of a monster.

The remaining soldiers were still in shock when Lillian snapped all of their necks at once. All the soldiers died without giving as much as a scratch to Lillian.

The prisoners who were seeing that sight were tightly clasping their mouths with their palms so as not to let out a scream and become the next victim. Some were staring at the bloody mess with their eyes wide open while some were tight shutting their eyes in fear and disgust.

For a second, Lillian contemplated killing all the prisoners just for the sake of killing.

But then again, she had already waited long enough to exact her revenge on Adeline and her own son. So she stepped on the blood and the dead bodies and walked towards the exit of the dungeon.

Hans had just arrived at the dungeon to start his duty for the day. As it was still very early in the morning, he was carrying a lantern in his hand and was about to enter inside.

But the sight of Lillian bathed in blood scared the hell out of him.

"Oh, hell no! How did you get out?" Hans slowly stepped away from Lillian. He was never the one to overestimate his own power. He knew that he would never be able to take Lillian down on his own.

"It's a secret," Lillian smiled and kept on inching closer to Hans.

The only thing that Hans had in possession at the moment was the lantern. "Stay away from me!" he shouted and threw that lantern at Lillian.

The oil spilled all over Lillian's clothes and she instantly caught on fire.

But that fire had little to no effect on the dark witch.

"Pathetic!" she flicked her palm and the fire on her body magically shifted on Hans.

"Arghhh!" the guard screamed and tried to put out the fire with his hands. But the flames were already far away from the point where they would die down that easily.

"Thanks for all the rotten food," Lillian sneered and headed in the direction of the Palace.

She didn't want that guard to get instant death because of all the times he had rejected giving her answers or for the times when he had denied giving her special treatment just because she was the ex-queen.

Though Hans was in great pain and was even struggling to think straight, he used his remaining strength to shout for one last time, "The witch is ouuuuuuuut!"

His warning echoed throughout the forest and also reached the ears of a few of the guards who were near the back gate of the Palace.

Lillian was angered by the warning that the guard gave. She closed her eyes and cocked her head to the side. And without even turning around, she clutched her fist, ultimately isolating Hans of air to breathe.

Lillian glared at the Palace that was standing tall under the moonlight.

"Now let's burn down this whole place into a pile of ashes," She then held her head high and slowly made her way towards the back gate.

She could hear the rustling sounds a little further away from her. She could tell that at least three squads of soldiers were closing in.

An evil smirk appeared on Lillian's lips. She raised her palms in the air and whispered, "Looks like I'm in for a treat. Let me start the bloodbath with you pawns."

And in the next moment, the sound of footsteps got drowned down by the loud crashing sounds of the trees.