The giant white wolf stared at the prey it had long awaited, then threw back its head and howled.
Under Qin Ran's gaze, the seemingly living wolf turned into a streak of light and charged straight at the dragon's phantom. Unwilling to back down, the dragon's phantom rushed to meet it.
The two monsters from myth collided like worlds crashing together.
Boom!
An explosive roar rang in Qin Ran's ears.
His head buzzed, and a wave of dizziness washed over him.
Qin Ran watched in shock as the phantoms tangled together, tearing and biting at each other. This was his first glimpse of a battle at such a level.
He knew about contests of presence. In fact, with his powerful mind, he was exceptionally good at them in some respects.
But the contest of presence before him had become a battle.
It was not a struggle focused on unsettling an opponent's mind to gain an advantage later. It was a real battle, actually taking place.
"Drawing fantasy into reality?"
Qin Ran could not help murmuring as he watched the white wolf tear through the dragon's wing with one swipe, sending blood spraying.
Though the blood vanished before it hit the ground, its realism still assaulted Qin Ran's senses.
Notifications for intimidation and hallucinations kept appearing across his vision.
Qin Ran instinctively shook his head.
His SSS+ Mental Attribute barely passed the check.
The giant wolf and dragon before him both disappeared.
Only the Steppe King and Earl Shilin remained.
Adorned in gold, the Steppe King stood completely unharmed. He looked at Earl Shilin, whose sword had snapped and whose armor was covered in cracks, and shook his head.
"The gap between you and me was decided the moment we were born."
"From this day onward, the conflict between the 'wolf'