Beautiful Prisoner of the Alpha Male

"I am the immortal one, and though there are three packs and an infinite universe, none can contend with me." The dark figure lay on the lava rock, emitting a fiery glow. He sneered, "You think you can wield a sword against me, a mere woman like you?"

A strong aura wrapped around the cold and sharp sword held by the woman floating in mid-air. Her lips curled up with arrogance, even surpassing that of Alpha Levi. "Levi, are you afraid of facing me in battle?"

"Ha ha ha! Afraid?" Levi raised his head and laughed loudly. The lava in his hands suddenly burst into flames. The flames in the air condensed into a blazing red sword, emitting a heat that shook the woman's cells. "Alpha Maeva, the worthless beings of the Red Moon pack dare to appoint you as the Earth War God and challenge me? You must have some courage."

Levi narrowed his eyes and smiled lightly, standing up. His long silver hair danced wildly, and his bare feet stepped forward, causing the volcano beneath him to tremble.

"I'm bored today." Levi continued, lifting his wrist, and the fiery red sword covered half of his face while the sinister aura in his eyes grew more assertive. "So, let me test you."

"Alpha Levi." Alpha Maeva held her sword in a defensive stance. "Despising enemies is the virtue of a warrior."

Levi smirked, "Only the weak need virtues." His blood-red eyes glowed, and his sharp fangs also showed a hint of fire, full of arrogance. "I do not need virtues."

Alpha Levi fought fiercely with Alpha Maeva, causing the heavens and earth to lose their colors day and night, and even the stars seemed affected. In that battle, Alpha Levi ravaged three packs under the sword of Alpha Maeva. From then on, the name of Alpha Maeva resounded far and wide, while Alpha Levi, after the battle, was severely injured and ultimately killed by a united force of Lycan King.

The people of the Dead Land pack were subsequently banished to the desolate Underland, where they struggled to survive.

"Is Levi dead?"

"Alpha Levi is immortal; beyond reincarnation, his soul and spirit will not fade away. He will return when the time is right."

The little wolf sat beside her, wagging its tail, "When will he come back, Master... I'm scared to death..."

"He won't come back." Caroline held the fate pen, "I, the Lycan King, the present War God, Jason, and even my little maidservant who helped you bathe yesterday, we won't let him return. So rest assured, you won't die, be good."

Listening to Caroline's retelling of the ancient story, Arista couldn't have imagined that one day she would see Alpha Levi return to life and return to the three packs. Even more unexpectedly, she would have to greet him, looking into the eyes of this ancient demon lord.

But what shocked her the most, beyond breaking her head, was...

One day, she would use... the body of this immortal ancient demon lord, wielding boundless demonic power to commit countless atrocities.

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Arista sat in the prison cell, watching the woman sitting cross-legged outside, closing her eyes in deep meditation, so silent that not even a breath could be heard.

She didn't know how many days had passed, but Arista propped her chin up with a profoundly anxious expression. Would that person outside ever catch a breath? If he continued to remain silent like this and suffocated to death, she would be at a loss!

After all, that body was her actual body!

And her current body...

With her giant hand, Arista grabbed her silver hair, which now fell to her waist, and touched her flat chest for the hundredth time, sighing: "It's too hard."

The deep and alluring voice of the man spoke just two syllables, reverberating through the Tunderman Tower before gradually fading away.

However, these two syllables shattered the long-maintained silence, and the woman outside the cell finally took a slow breath, closing her eyes as she said, "Little wolf if you dare play games with my body again, don't blame me for being ruthless with yours."

"Calculating carefully, what harm is there if I touch your chest a bit? A man like you should not be afraid of being touched..." Arista paused, immediately embarrassed, and covered her face. "Oh no, this big-headed, wicked wolf, what do you think I'm touching? Darkness! Your mind is truly dark!"

The woman opened her cold eyes, and her eerie gaze didn't match her beautiful face as she smiled mockingly, "A woman saying such things might not be so innocent herself."

Arista slightly said, "Huh," and continued teasing, "Aren't you the ancient Alpha Levi? Legend has it that you were very cunning and crafty..." Her eyebrows twitched when Levi raised an eyebrow, and Arista involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva. "You... You're so cunning; think of a way to get us out of here..."

Levi closed his eyes again. "If you want to go out, stop causing trouble for me."

Arista glared, "Right now, I'm imprisoned in this cell! How can I cause trouble for you? If anyone is causing trouble, it's you, causing trouble for my life!"

Why would she be trapped in the Tunderman Tower if it weren't for him? And then transform from a charming, delicate lady into a wild, uncouth man... Although the body of the ancient demon lord looked soft, tender, and well-built, with a decent appearance, physique, and organs, even his fingers were long...

Arista shook her head, "... If it weren't for your damned curse, I wouldn't be in this predicament!"

"Damned curse?" Levi narrowed his eyes. "You dare speak of me like this; your guts aren't small, are they?"

Facing his clearly defined eyes, Arista felt a terrifying chill; her liver ached, and even her blood seemed to freeze...

But the pair of shackles before Arista made her more courageous. She puffed up her cheeks and retorted, "If you have the guts, fight me!"

Hearing this, Levi suddenly smiled, then casually pulled back his flowing silver hair to reveal his ears while Arista stared with her mouth agape and failed to close it in time. The air around Levi's fingers stirred slightly, and his long hair was cut off to his ears, making a "whoosh" sound.

Looking at her cut hair scattered on the ground, Arista froze in shock. Her long, beautiful black strands spread across the floor like peacock tails. He sat down, pulling his dark hair to the sides and smirking, "Well, you forgot already? Now you're in my hands."

Devil! A crazed, sinister, insane, and heartless demon!

Arista almost knelt, heartbroken at the sight of her cut hair covering the floor. It took her a while to remember that she needed revenge on the culprit! She glared at Levi fiercely, shouting, "You haven't seen the end of me!"

Arista reached behind her back to grab her long silver hair, imitating Levi's posture, and the air between her fingers slightly stirred...

But then she became even more distressed.

In Alpha Levi's body, for some reason, she couldn't use any strength, whether she could not control her powers or the absence of any ability.

Levi seemed to have anticipated the outcome; his lips curved slightly higher. "Want to cut my hair? You'll need to cultivate for tens of thousands of years."

Arista gritted her teeth, "I don't believe you!" She yanked the hair violently, pulling out both the roots and tips, causing her body to tremble with pain. Levi's body stiffened, and his smile faded slightly. Arista endured the pain and imitated his posture, smiling sinisterly. "Today, I'll shave your head bald!"

Alpha Levi's expression darkened, "Stop that right now."

But Arista continued, pulling out four more strands of hair.

He narrowed his eyes, "If you keep acting up, I'll cut off your hand."

Arista grew angrier, "If you dare to cut off my hand, I dare to cut off your head!"

"If you keep talking, I'll cut off your tongue!"

"If you dare to do that, I'll swing my sword at your neck!"

As the two continued their heated exchange, they fell silent, staring at each other for a long time. Finally, Arista looked into Levi's eyes, blinked several times, and then gazed at her scattered hair on the ground.

She felt unfortunate and frustrated. She sat down, hugging her knees, her eyes red as tears began to flow.

It was over.

She could no longer tie her beautiful hair or adorn herself with lovely flowers. All that was given by this ancient demon lord and her remaining life would only be spent in this prison cell. It was all over...

Alpha Levi watched his body curl up outside the cell, crying bitterly. His heart was about to break, but he couldn't.

"Don't cry," he awkwardly requested.

Arista was too heartbroken. When she heard this, her crying became even more intense.

Alpha Levi felt as if the demon's claws were scratching from his throat to his mind, even more uncomfortable than when Alpha Maeva pierced his veins with an ice needle long ago.

"Stand up!"

Arista looked up, her tear-stained face looking at him, "Give me back my hair!"

Seeing herself in such a state, Alpha Levi had to suppress the pain in his chest. "Stand up first!"

"Give my hair back first!"

"Fine!" He turned his hand, and the cut hair on the ground flew up, each strand connecting back together. In no time, her lengthy hair cascaded down again as before. "Now stand up!"

In a daze, Arista looked at her restored hair, shocked and momentarily forgetting her need for revenge. "Since when does my body... have this magical ability?"

Levi disdainfully glanced at Arista, "Clean your face."

Now that her hair was restored, Arista no longer felt heartache. She focused on wiping the tears and mucus off her face with her sleeves.

He sat down, looking at her and saying, "You dared to threaten me to submit. You are the first to do so in history."

"A man crying like a woman, you're also the first to do that in history," Arista wiped her face clean, glared at him angrily, and demanded, "I don't want to be with you for another moment! Tell me! How do we get out of this tower?"

"Naturally, there is a way."

"What way?"

"Blow up this tower."

Levi's words were simple and concise, as if he were about to crush an ant.

Arista was stunned and then dejectedly lowered her head, muttering, "That's it. I can never see my Master again in this lifetime."

One couldn't blame Arista for thinking that way. The Tunderman Tower was an ancient divine artifact, and it was not easy to blow it up, not to mention that they had switched bodies. Arista couldn't find any trace of Alpha Levi's power within his body, and even if she did find it, she wouldn't know how to use it.