Even though the king had sent every soldier from the Castle to fight Little White, not one of them managed to escape his dragon claws.
Like a rampaging evil dragon, Little White mercilessly devastated the city, occasionally spraying blasts of lightning-laced thunderfire in every direction. In less than half an hour, aside from a few people near the gates who escaped by sheer luck, everyone else—including the king, who had already returned to the Castle, and Carabas, Puss in Boots' master—met a gruesome death beneath the Castle's ruins.
After destroying the entire kingdom, Little White set his sights on the forest outside the gates. He was about to unleash another blast of thunderfire and burn all those so-called trees to ashes.
Suddenly, a young girl's voice rang out from the sky, tinged with complaint. "Honestly, this makes it no fun at all."
Little White looked up at the voice, then instinctively spat a blast of thunderfire at a certain spot in the sky.
The entire sky began to shake violently.
In the blink of an eye,
everything around him changed.
The town he had destroyed vanished.
In its place stood another dense jungle.
And on a lush patch of grass not far away, three figures appeared within Little White's sight.
"Master!" Little White immediately rushed over, wanting to wake Lin Mo.
Just then, a listless-looking girl of eight or nine, dressed in tattered clothes and clutching an old doll, stepped out of the forest's shadows. "You'd better not touch them."
Little White looked at the girl expressionlessly.
The girl smiled and continued, "If they don't wake up on their own, they'll die."
"What did you do?" Little White asked coldly.
The girl kept smiling. "Nothing much. I just wanted to see how different people entering beautiful fairy-tale worlds would change