The Princess to Eight Uncles Chapter 626

Chapter 626 Do You Want Me to Come To You?

Witnessing Colton was about to get slapped, Lilly, who was enjoying her snack, swiftly placed the snack in her mouth and raised her hand, gripping the purple sledgehammer.

“Ouch!” a soft, unclear voice resonated, everyone knew that “eighty” was Lilly’s catchphrase.

Her hair swayed in the wind, yet her sharp gaze and dominating presence remained undeterred, despite the mouthful of snacks.

The purple sledgehammer pierced through the void, striking Flesh!

“Boom!” The impact of the hammer reverberated, seemingly shaking the very ground, causing the nearby forest to shudder as leaves quivered.

Flesh yelled in agony as the purple sledgehammer reduced it to a flattened mass like a cake…

Lilly stood before the remnants with a bag of snacks in her mouth, gazing downward.

She removed the snack bag from her mouth and let out a snort. “How dare you hurt Mr. Shaw in front of me?”

Flesh trembled.

Before Lilly hit Flesh, it thought she was nothing more than an average practitioner, at best.

But once she moved, the hidden coercion emanating from the purple sledgehammer became palpable—it was the aura of the Ruler of Hell!

Was it an illusion? Why did it feel the Ruler of Hell’s presence? Was she the Ruler of Hell? How old was the Ruler of Hell?

Flesh was trembling with fear, and it yearned to escape once more.

And so, it dashed away, almost stepping beyond the confines of the vegetable field, overwhelmed with relief…

It seemed to have made a mistake. Lilly was not the Ruler of Hell but some supernatural force…

However, in an instant, there was a whoosh as a golden bun-like object hit its head, leaving a dent.

Flesh cursed.

Lilly remarked, “Do you wanna come here by yourself or do you want me to go there?”

Her tone was eerily similar to Blake’s…

Pablo’s forehead was wrinkled as he could not help but feel that his once soft, adorable, and innocent little apprentice was gradually growing more human and losing her former charm.

Flesh returned reluctantly, feeling aggrieved.

Meanwhile, Blake gritted his teeth and continued to fight on.

Bone remained unaffected by the force from the purple sledgehammer. It could not understand why Flesh, who was engaged in a fierce battle alongside it, suddenly turned so timid.

The opponent was just a child after all!

If it ordered Flesh not to escape, would it truly stay put?

But this kid was undeniably powerful, which left Bone scared. The more fearful it became, the stronger its urge to flee!

Sensing something amiss, Bone failed to recognize who Lilly truly was. Seizing an opportunity, it promptly made its escape.

Blake caught his breath, but before he could chase it, Lilly’s voice echoed once again, “Where do you think you’re going!”

“Bang!”

This time, an indistinguishable object was hurled toward him, enveloping it in darkness.

It struck Bone, shattering it.

As everyone looked at the scene, they realized it was a scale!

Pablo exclaimed, “When did she get such a peculiar weapon again?”

Zachary swiftly jotted down in his notebook, “Lilly’s newly obtained weapon is a scale, whereas it is a 6-star weapon.”

A scream pierced the air, and Bone finally understood why Flesh had refrained from resisting.

The Ruler of Hell?

Bone sensed the Ruler of Hell’s presence.

Lilly jeered, “Still planning on running?”

Trembling, Bone limped its way back.

Gasping for breath, Colton glanced at Lilly, the silence was loud.

Blake often taunted him, claiming that even a five-year-old child would surpass their abilities.

You can’t even touch a single strand of her hair…

It seemed that Blake’s words were true…

The young men who regained consciousness were utterly dumbfounded, sitting there in a daze.

Who are they? Where are they? What happened?

Their team members gulped, gazing silently at them. Just moments ago, Mr. Shaw and Mr. MacNeil were locked in combat with ghosts.

In the blink of an eye, the ghosts were subdued by a mere toddler.

The team members felt a wave of shame wash over them as they recalled the words Mr. MacNeil spoke.

Both Flesh and Bone crouched before Lilly, feeling dejected.

Lilly spoke, “Stand up, place your hands on your head, and don’t move. Pinch your right ear with your left hand, and your left ear with your right hand. Now, squat!”

Flesh obediently held its head with its hands, pinched its right ear with its left hand, and grasped its left ear with its right hand, not daring to resist.

A sense of grievance overwhelmed it.

After battling Bone for centuries, it was all for nothing.

If it had known this would happen, it would have fled long ago.

Bone, equally aggrieved, squatted down in its headless form with its hands crossed.

Josh sat next to Lilly, sticking close to her as he was no longer afraid. At some point, she turned off the live stream. Tens of thousands of viewers were cursing their luck. It was akin to reading an interesting novel with no end, or when a movie reached its climax and the power abruptly went out. Or, it was like when people were chatting excitedly with their significant others only to lose connection…

Lilly asked, “Now tell me, what’s the matter? Why were you fighting?”

All the ghosts thought to themselves, “It’s time for ghost stories again!”

Everyone brought a stool over and sat down.

It feels like a teacher scolding a child.

Teacher Lilly sat on a tank with snacks in her mouth, her small face serious as she criticized them, “Why were you fighting? How did you die? Who started it?”

The team members were left bewildered, their minds overwhelmed.

Blake could not help but say, “My daughter has always been a ruler since birth.”

Ivan was speechless.

Everything happening today exceeded their expectations!

Just as everyone believed these two ghosts could not speak, they spoke up.

“She hit me first!” the Flesh and skeletal arm exclaimed simultaneously.

Everyone was taken aback.

Of course, they could speak… It was because they were silent earlier… Oh, the old woman did… All of them thought they were mute.

Wait, no, the focus should be on how these two ferocious ghosts are accusing each other like elementary school students.

No, that was not the point… Shouldn’t these two ghosts be afraid of Lilly…

Lilly asked again, “Alright, let’s sort this out. Who started it?”

Flesh replied, “The old woman who died started!”

Bone retorted, “No, she did.”

Lilly was speechless.

Alright, both of you don’t wanna speak properly, huh?

If Lilly did not show her power, did they think she was just a kitten?