She Belongs To The Devil

Chapter 569 : Weak Points

"M-Master…"

She looked around in the vicinity to check for the signs of the portal. But she couldn't see any trace of it. It had disappeared for good.

Mirah forced herself up on all her fours and dragged herself to the last location where she had seen that shadow portal.

And in her desperate attempt, she began clawing out the dirt and digging a hole in the ground. Explore more stories at m,v l'e-m|p y r

"Master… stay right there. I'm coming to get you," she was shouting and sniffling. Her eyes were getting blurry with the tears.

She was angry at herself for not being able to protect her master when Lilith had been generous enough to welcome her into the mansion and treated her like a family rather than a mere servant.

Mirah kept on digging until she broke one of her claws while trying to dig through rock.

She slammed her fist on the rock and lowered her head in shame. "I'm sorry, Mistress. I couldn't protect Young Master." And she silently shed her tears.

But she didn't even get to cry in peace because the demon who had lost his hand was rolling on the ground not too far away from her, and he was screaming and crying in pain.

Mirah felt enraged by that demon's whining. She bared her fangs and crawled in that whiner's direction.

And when she was close enough to that demon, she screamed furiously, "You are the reason my master got abducted. You were going to kill my master, weren't you?"

"Shut up!" that demon snarled at her in an attempt to scare her off.

Though he was trying to scare off the succubus, he could tell that he was no match for her even when she was all battered up. So he flapped his wings with the intention to run away from there.

However, before he could even flap his wings a few times, Mirah caught his leg and slammed him back to the ground.

She straddled him and punched him in the face. And she shouted again, "If it wasn't for you then my master would have safely reached the mansion."

She punched him again and then asked, "Now tell me where that shadow demon took him, or else I will kill you right here and now."

That demon, however, wasn't going to answer Mirah just because he was being threatened.

Though demons were very self-centered creatures, once they pledged their loyalty to their master, they were the most loyal beings in the entire universe.

That injured demon accepted his fate and shouted, "I will rather die than give away the location."

He was also confident about his decision because he thought that he would die anyway. He was in excruciating pain like never before. And he was already soaked in his own blood.

Though the demons innately had superior healing ability, for some reason, his torn-off arm was still bleeding profusely. And though the demons rarely died from over bleeding, there was no guarantee that he wouldn't. Especially after getting bitten by a mixed breed.

Mirah didn't pry any further or threaten him further to get the information out of him. If a demon claimed that they would rather die, then it meant that they would rather die. It was as simple as that. There was no use in wasting time on further interrogation.

So without wasting any more time, Mirah aggressively flipped that demon to make him lie down on his stomach.

The center of the root of the wings was the most vulnerable part of the winged demons. One would need to crush, cut, or blow a hole in the spine of that area in order to kill the winged demons.

Mirah instantly dug her claws at the weak spot of that demon. She then grabbed the spine and pulled the entire cord out of his body, ultimately ending that demon's life.

She threw the spinal cord on the ground and then stood up. By now, she had recovered a little. She flapped out her wings and flew towards the barrier to find Lilith. She had to report to Lilith how Damien was abducted by the enemy.

Once she got nearer and nearer the barrier, Mirah could hear as well as see the ongoing battle.

The demons under Lilith were trying their best to stop the enemy demons to get deeper inside the village.

And the enemy demons were trying their best to sneak past the fighters and get inside the village so that they could destroy the village as well as slaughter the weak. Their ultimate plan was to compel Lilith to either abandon her followers and flee or make her work under Mammon.

Mirah saw another succubus from the enemy side coming right at her. However, her goal right now was not to get involved in the fight. It was to deliver the message. So she maneuvered around that incoming succubus and completely avoided her.

Likewise, she kept on avoiding all the demons coming at her and evaded all the magic attacks from higher-level demons.

Finally, she was able to spot her mistress.

Lilith was fighting a demon twice her size.

That demon, Mammon, looked muscular. He was covering his lower body with a piece of cloth that was embedded with pieces of gold.

He had two pouches tied on either side of his waist. The pouches were also filled with gold and other precious stones.

He looked normal for a demon, his only odd feature being his overly large eyes. His eyes gave the vibe that he was always looking for more riches.

Mammon didn't have wings though. And he was not even that good at casting spells. But his brute force and his thick skin made up for it.

Lilith was spreading out her wings and was attacking Mammon with her special sword. She would try to get closer to closer to his neck. Beheading was the most effective way to kill the demon without wings.

However, every time she would try to get closer to his neck, Mammon would swiftly block the attack with the metal band around his wrist or would smack Lilith or would jump away from her. Though he was huge, he was fast for his size.

"I am the Prince of Hell, Lilith." Mammon teased Lilith with a grin and said in a growl, "Give up now and I will let you join a rank below me. I won't offer this again."

"How about this? You give up now and I will let you live, you self-proclaimed Prince." Lilith gritted her teeth and swung her sword at his neck. The sword did scratch the surface of Mammon's neck but it wasn't too deep to hurt him badly.

"That sting a little," his voice echoed in Lilith's ears. He rubbed his neck and said, "I have to say, your sword is such a stinger."

"Don't mock my sword, you arse!" Lilith flew towards the back of his neck and this time, she managed to give a decent cut on his nape.

"Argh!" Mammon growled and took several steps to his front before facing Lilith again. To his surprise, it hurt like hell.

Mirah didn't know how or when to relay the message. She was waiting for some opening but the opening never came. "At this rate, I will never be able to talk with the Mistress," she thought to herself and flew straight in front of Lilith without even thinking.

"Mirah! Move away!" Lilith halted her raised sword in mid-air and scolded Mirah.

But instead of stepping aside, Mirah blurted out, "A shadow demon kidnapped our Master. I couldn't protect him."

"Kid…" Lilith's throat became dry and she felt as though the whole world was spinning in front of her. She let out a ragged breath and glared at Mirah. And she asked in her voice full of rage, "My son got kidnapped?"

Mirah instantly bowed and stated, "I am extremely ashamed of myself. I will accept any punishment for being incompetent."

Without a moment of hesitation, Lilith grabbed Mirah's horn and sliced off Mirah's head from her body.