The Night King slid into Ariel's body with an awe-inspiring grace. Her skin shone with a cold luster in the moonlight, like the snow in winter, glowing with a faint silver light. He was like a ghost, intruding silently, and she was unaware of his arrival.
However, this peaceful night does not belong only to the Night King. A group of silver light and shadow jumped out from the corner, like a meteor piercing the silent night sky. It was Methius, his eyes burning with blazing light like stars burning in the dark night. His figure became larger than usual, like a stretched shadow, appearing more slender and powerful in the moonlight. Tufts of hair sprouted from his hands, like blades of grass wetted by frost, with distinct roots, stretching in the direction of the Night King.
Michus's nails also became extremely sharp, like steel polished by time, filled with cold light. His fingers curved into sharp claws with a cold beauty. He lunged at the Night King like an enraged beast, issuing the strongest challenge to his enemy.
Before the Night King could fully immerse himself in Ariel's body, he was interrupted by Michus' attack. He widened his eyes and looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar Micheus. Their bodies collided together, like two huge forces confronting each other in the night sky. The surrounding air seemed to be shaken by their struggle and froze in place.
They struggled together like two dark whirlwinds churning in the moonlight. Their movements were quick and powerful, every strike was like the fury of a thunder god, and every dodge was like the dexterity of a cheetah. Their breaths intertwined together, like two torrents of ice and fire, impacting everything around them.
The Night King tried to break free from Ariel's body, but Michus held on to him tightly, his hair and nails tearing at his body like sharp weapons. Blood stains instantly appeared on the Night King's skin, which were cuts by Michus's hair. His eyes flashed with anger, a frustration he had never felt before.
However, Michus was not satisfied with the current victory, and his body changed again. This time his whole body was covered with a thick layer of hair, like a demon walking out of the abyss. His eyes became deep and wild, as if they had swallowed up all the light. He opened his mouth wide and let out a deafening roar at the Night King.
Michus's closed eyes suddenly opened, shining with old and bright light like stars. His body underwent subtle changes, his muscles tightened like a beast, and his sharp fingertips shone with a faint silver sheen. This is the power of the Wolf King in his body. That dormant power is now awakening, exuding a wild and dangerous aura.
The Night King was shocked by this sudden change, and he felt Ariel's body being invaded. Her skin grew cold and her blood burned. Her body seemed to have turned into a battlefield, and he and Michus had a fierce duel on this battlefield.
Their battle was fierce and prolonged. The Night King attempts to use Ariel's body to fight back, but Michus's power seems limitless. His hair was like an army, charging towards the Night King. His nails were like tempered swords, cutting through the Night King's skin.
The Night King's heart was filled with anger and doubt. He couldn't understand why Michus suddenly became so powerful, and he couldn't accept his failure. His eyes shone with malice, the anger of humiliation and the desire to win.
However, despite the Night King's anger and confusion, Michus did not give him any chance to breathe. His attacks kept coming, like a violent storm that could not be resisted. Finally, the Night King was knocked to the ground by a violent blow from Michus.
He took firm steps forward, each step seemed to challenge the bottom line of the night. His target, the Night King with endless dark power, stood in front, watching his arrival with cold eyes. The Night King's eyes sparkled with mockery, as if he didn't care about his challenge.
Michus no longer hesitated, he stretched out his hand, and the power of the Wolf King instantly condensed into a silver beam of light and struck violently at the Night King. The beam pierced the air like thunder, with unparalleled power, seeming to tear the entire dark sky apart.
The Night King sneered, and with a flick of his finger, the dark power instantly condensed into a huge shadow barrier, blocking Michus' attack. The shadow barrier is like a bottomless dark abyss, swallowing up all the silver light beams.
In the vampire castle in the distance, I felt the awakened power of the Wolf King from Michus, and the werewolves who had been suppressed by the vampires suddenly began to commotion. They struggled hard, trying to break through the vampire's restraints. Their eyes shone with determination, which was their desire for freedom, as well as their trust and expectation in Michus.
Michus did not ignore all this. He took a deep look at the Night King, with a challenging light shining in his eyes. He knew that this war had just begun. He needs stronger strength and firmer determination to challenge this old enemy and rescue the bound werewolves.
He roared, and the power of the Wolf King surged up again in his body, turning into a huge silver wolf shadow and launching a fierce attack on the Night King. The wolf shadow was as fast as lightning, and its fierce attack caught the Night King off guard.
The Night King smiled coldly, and the dark power instantly condensed into a huge dark wolf shadow, fighting fiercely with Michus's silver wolf shadow. Darkness and light collided in mid-air, making bursts of roaring sounds.
The suppressed werewolves also began their counterattack. They broke free from the shackles of the vampires, transformed into werewolves, and launched a fierce attack on the vampires. For a time, the entire castle fell into a melee.
Michus felt the Night King's power hitting him like a heavy hammer, and his body was almost crushed. But he didn't flinch, but struggled harder. His heart was filled with hatred for his old enemy and love for his people. This emotion turned into strength, allowing him to stand upright under the attack of the Night King.
At this time, the liberated werewolves also joined the battle. They surrounded Michus and supported him with their loyalty and bravery. Their power echoed that of Michus, forming a powerful wolf storm.
The Night King looked at the battle below, a cold light shining in his eyes. He was not worried about Michus' resistance because he knew that no matter how hard they tried, they could not defeat him. However, he did not expect that the power of the Wolf King in Michus had been fully awakened.
