Two figures were approaching quickly in the wilderness, one black and one white, like two ghosts. The white shadow is the Wolf King possessing Michus, and the black shadow is the Night King possessing Ariel. Although these two people are the outer shell of human beings, their cores are two completely different beings.
The Wolf King's eyes were burning with wild fire, his movements were vigorous and flexible, and every collision looked like a real wild wolf. His hair shone with a faint silver luster under the moonlight, like shooting stars in the night sky. Every movement of the Wolf King is like a carefully choreographed dance, full of the perfect combination of power and beauty.
Relatively speaking, the Night King appears more mysterious and elegant. His movements are not as fast as the Wolf King's, but there is an indescribable femininity about him. His body was as transparent as moonlight, as if he were an elf in the night sky. His eyes were deep and cold, as if everything was under his control. His fingers were like cold blades, and when he slashed at the Wolf King, it seemed like even the air was being cut.
Two shadows intertwined in the moonlight, one black and one white, one hot and one cold, like two completely opposite forces confronting each other. Every time they fought, it was as violent as sparks hitting the earth. Their figures tumbled in the moonlight, attacking and dodging each other as if in a silent dance.
Their battle is no longer a simple competition of strength, but a collision of ideas. The wildness of the Wolf King and the femininity of the Night King blend under the moonlight, as if interpreting a tragic epic. There were no words or sounds in their fight, only fierce movements and deep eyes.
Their figures moved faster and faster under the moonlight, becoming more and more blurry, until finally only one black and one white shadow remained intertwined. Their battle continued, silently, but intense beyond description. Every attack they made, every defense they made, was like a line from a poem, telling their story.
As enemies for thousands of years, they had no intention of letting each other go. Their battle is a fateful showdown, a dispute of grudges, and a battle of life and death. Every breath they took was filled with determination, as if only one of them could survive this battle.
However, neither the Wolf King nor the Night King thought about backing down. Their fight is not just for themselves, but also for the ideals they represent. Their figures became fainter and fainter in the moonlight, but their battle became more and more intense.
This is a silent battle, no sound, no words, only movements and eyes. This is a fateful battle, a dispute of grudges, and a battle of life and death. This is a battle that lasts for thousands of years, a battle between two completely opposite beings. It is an eternal battle until one side can survive the battle.
Michus was under the pressure of the Wolf King and felt as if his soul was being swallowed by a ruthless storm. It was an indescribable pain, and every part of his consciousness and perception was overwhelmed by the powerful presence of the Wolf King. However, in this pain, he seemed to have opened a door to another world.
He saw the world where the Wolf King's true form was, a place called the Holy World. The holy world is not an ordinary existence. It is a mysterious place that only a king can set foot on. It is a wonderful realm that is separated from the ordinary world. There, powerful creatures rule everything as kings, and each creature exudes incomparable majesty in their respective fields.
However, over the past thousand years, the Holy World seems to have encountered some unknown crisis. All king-level creatures are looking for a way out, trying to leave this place that once gave them glory. The Wolf King and the Night King, these two powerful beings, appeared in the bloodlines of the two descendants at this time. This may be their last effort to find new opportunities for survival.
As the deprived party, Michus was not willing to accept such a fate. A strong fire of resistance ignited in his heart, and he wanted to find a way to survive in his own way. He struggled fiercely to resist the erosion of the Wolf King's soul. He wanted to use his own will to resist the memory and power that came like a tide.
He knew that this was an extremely difficult battle. But he also knows that only through this battle can he find his true self and find his own path. Therefore, he was not afraid, and even found strength in the pain, and resisted even more firmly.
Michus's inner world became extremely powerful at this moment. Although his body trembled under the pressure of the Wolf King, and although his soul cried out in pain, he strengthened his belief deep in his heart. He firmly believes that he can resist the erosion of the Wolf King, and he firmly believes that he can find a way out of his own.
His consciousness began to condense, and every thought was like a bright star, lighting up the darkness deep in his heart. His strength was growing, his determination growing. His resistance is not just to resist the Wolf King, but also to find his own direction and fight for his right to survive.
In the midst of pain and struggle, Michus suddenly understood something. He is no longer a passive being, he has his own will and power. He is no longer a lamb to be slaughtered, he is the king of the holy world, the successor of the Night King and the Wolf King.
He let go of his body and mind and accepted the Wolf King's soul. But it is not to be swallowed up without resistance, but to receive this memory and understand this power with one's own will. He began to use this power to find the secrets of the Holy World and the hidden roads.
He saw that the Wolf King and the Night King appeared in the blood of the two descendants in a special way, a phenomenon that he could not understand. Their existence seems to be the arrangement of fate and the blessing of nature. For Michus, however, he didn't want to be part of the arrangement. He was deprived of his identity as a king, and his heart was filled with unwillingness and resistance.
Under the pressure of the Wolf King, his soul was touched and deeply affected by him. He began to fight against the Wolf King's soul even more fiercely. He refused to be swallowed, and he wanted to use his own will and strength to resist this powerful existence. He will not give up his identity and power easily, and he will resist this oppression in his own way.
Michus's heart was filled with determination and hope. He knew it was a long battle, but he also knew it was a battle he had to win. He firmly believes that he can succeed, and he firmly believes that he can find his own way.
Under the pressure of the Wolf King, Michus no longer trembled or feared. His heart was filled with firmness and determination, and his eyes shone with courage. He knows that his road is full of difficulties and challenges, but he also firmly believes that he can go through this journey and finally achieve his goal.
