The Demon's Ought

*Boom*

With the momentum of the ball of fire and the vicinity of the target, the white tiger left no time to evade at all.

* Boom *

Within just a second, the ball of fire struck straight to the white tiger's face and was sent flying.

He was slapped by a ball of light, more severe than a slap of palm.

As a cause, part of his face was torn and blood exploded like a fountain.

His fur was burned and turned into ashes, as he was sent flying and rolled to the ground a few times before he stopped near the group of the men in black.

Smokes not long after when the fire dissipated taken place and covered the whole kilometers.

"Dare to defy me!? " 

The leader of the group or the one who cast the spell asked, with a chuckle, you could feel the sarcasm in his words.

'After this attack, there's no hope for the white cat to survive! ' He thought.

He was sure that the Cat was now a corpse, or if it still survived, at best, his life was at the threads of death then...

Haha

"What I want, what could I get!"

"I am the descendant of Lord Devil Demon, the strongest creature in the world. '

'A mere cat like you dare to insult me? I am a mere joke in your eyes, you poor Cat?! '

"You deserve nothing but to die! "

After saying these insults, he shifted his eyes and looked at his men at his back.

"No one saw and no one heard anything happened here, right?! "

He was afraid that this unfilial person of him would say a word to others. He didn't forget to say a word to silence them.

"Yes, Young Master! "

All of them heard the words, clasped their hand beside their chest, and formed a just as they promised.

When the young master or the leader of the group heard them, he merely showed a faint smile before he turned his attention back to the poor cat were sent flying "Oh! Poor me! No puppet for today!"

He suddenly remembered that he came to this place to catch another Corey to turn into a puppet, yet it seemed he already killed the one they lured.

*swoosh*

However, without him expecting it, a faint yet familiar aura suddenly exploded within the place covered by dirt.

"What?! "

"Still alive!? "

" Or what?! "

Even the others were shocked.

That may be a typical skill of their boss, yet they know that not am ordinary individuals were the only ones who could survive if was hit by the head.

How did the cat survive?!

A question mark appeared in their head.

Hard to believe!

Unbelievable!

"Hahaha!" But the Young Master merely felt panicked for a short moment before he smiled again.

He doesn't feel anxious about it but he felt happy.

If the Beast was still alive, doesn't that meant that the strength of it was impressive?

No matter how strong the Beast was, after that attack, the strength it owned would be weakened gradually.

If he could catch it alive and refined it into one of his puppets, it will be a good deal.

As his father said; More puppets, more power. More power, more better.

At the end of the day, the strength of a puppeteer was relied on by the puppet under his/her control.

If the puppet was weak, so was the puppeteer.

If the puppet was strong, so was the puppeteer.

And if the puppeteer was strong so was the puppet.

Both sides have to rely on each other.

Always remember that!

Under the estimation of the Leader of the Demon group, the cat's strength should be playing in the middle grade or higher grade.

If he could refine it, how powerful puppet could it create?

Just thinking about it, his palm was feeling itchy.

As he was in the chins of his thoughts, the smoke gradually disappeared and the scene appeared he was waiting for appeared in front of his eyes.

In the middle where the ball hit, there was a crater formed by the fireball, there were still burnt areas that still could be seen smoking.

Small cracks were also smoking within the crater.

Seeing this scene, the men in black robes could not help but look at their leader at once, they felt a sense of inspiration and admiration in their hearts.

' Powerful! '

They cast in their heart. They wished that they could have someday become as stronger as their leader.

Of course, the Young Master sensed it, but he did not show any emotion or expression in his face, as if he was used to it.

Yet deep down in his heart, he was overjoyed and his arrogance increased drastically. 

'I am a direct descendant of the Great Devil Demon'

'Oh! All weaklings, how perfect am I? '

'At least these dogs still know who is superior'

'Hahaha ~'

'Just atop dreaming to become as domineering as me, because that was more than impossible! '

* Crack *

* Crack *

In the middle of the crater, the stones suddenly moved, some stones shooke and fell to the ground, after a while, a figure emerged from within.

* Boom *

The figure hopped from the crowd of stones out from the crater.

It turned out that it was the White Tiger, some parts of his body were burnt, his furs were smoking, and he smelled like a barbeque.

He was shot, flew, rolled, and got buried by the debris...

He was so angry.

His soul and his flesh were burning in anger.

His eyes this time were red, the furs were now all red like blood like the eyes of the demons, two large fangs appeared on his upper jaw, he looked almost like a Devil.

But what occurred to him wasn't the Demon Change Skill, but the legendary 'Berserk' skills that some special beasts have.

* Roar *

Even though he was weakened too much, he still let out a strong roar to let the enemies know that he was still alive.

'You want to kill me?'

'It's not that easy at all, stupid! '

Standing near the mouth of the Crater, the White Tiger still had his dominant temperament. And other than that, there was also the additional bloodthirsty temperament you can feel.

He looked like a powerful creature with his red eyes and the red mist coming out from his body, lingering like a shadow.

"Is that all you can do ?! Stupid?! "

Of course, he did not forget to act arrogant against his enemy.

Even if I die, somehow I could still story

brag to the other ghosts in the afterlife that I died with dignity.

Even in the face of death, I did not plead with anyone for my survival. Yet insulted the enemy.

.

The Young Master only felt like his jaw fell to the ground.

The hell with that sarcastic comments and question?

'The whore is still brave enough to brag?! '

The almost disappeared rage inside him, in an instant, woke up again.

"Catch that Cat, but don't kill him, I want to turn him one of my puppets!"

"I, the descendant of Lord Devil Demon, do not deserve the title to be the Young Master of Demons if I failed to refine you into one of my puppets today!!!"

"Capture hiiimmmm !!!"

A/N:

So guys... Maybe some of you might think why the updates were too slow, even tho it was just another re-upload.

Sorry for those that felt disappointed or if ever some got offended, yet as I said ago, I love my book more than anyone.