Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

In front of the man in white there was something that looked like an incense burner, with neatly arranged tiny holes on it. Green smoke flowed like water, passing through these holes.

Suddenly, the green smoke turned a distinct red color, and then it all went towards the nostrils of the man in white.

The man in white gradually tilted his head back and his brows became increasingly furrowed.

When the last wisp of red smoke was inhaled, the man in white suddenly opened his eyes.

The people kneeling below also opened their eyes half a second later.

"Go tell Fate that it can now be confirmed that it is indeed an invasion by demons." The man in white stood up and ordered in a majestic tone.

However, before anyone below could make any move, a heroic female voice came from outside the hall: "I already know."

The main hall should be relatively soundproof, but the female voice was unusually clear.

The man in white laughed twice, "Thank you for your hard work."

No one responded anymore.

The man in white was not surprised. He murmured, "What is the purpose of the demons this time? It is impossible to capture the kingdom with such a small number of troops..."

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Keladria.

When he walked into the tall magic exchange filled with a strong magical atmosphere, Glenn immediately felt countless eyes falling on him.

However, in this huge hall which was very close to the exhibition hall, there was no living person who looked like a receptionist except the customers.

Those looks were clearly not from the customers.

Could it be that there are surveillance cameras everywhere? ... Glenn didn't know why this guess flashed through his mind.

The brown-haired boy said he didn't dare to enter here, so he chose to wait outside. Maybe this is the reason.

Glenn pretended not to notice those gazes and walked towards an exhibition area marked with the word "props".

There are a wide variety of items placed on stands and displayed on booths.

There are corresponding text descriptions.

Glenn was about to pick up a cooling bracelet on the stand, but the bracket next to the stand suddenly grew eyes and a mouth and said coldly, "You can only look, but you are not allowed to touch."

Glenn's hand froze and he turned to look.

The two eyes on the bracket were located in different places on the fork, and the mouth was split vertically with a mouthful of sharp teeth in it.

Before Glenn could answer, a strange voice came from under the booth, saying, "First time here, huh? You look stupid at first glance."

Glenn stepped back and, sure enough, the booth had grown eyes and a mouth.

It turns out that those eyes belonged to these things... Glenn understood and asked, "Who are you?"

"We are foolish apprentices created by the great Lord Holmes and ordered to look after the shop here."

The bracket said with great pride.

Glenn understood it just by thinking about it casually. He thought that since the "living creatures" he created were both loyal and didn't require any salary, why not do it?

However, being able to turn dead things into living things probably requires quite strong skills, at least level four or above.

"I want to buy some props. Can I consult you?" Glenn asked.

"Of course, this is our duty. However, apprentice, you cannot afford any of the props here. You should discuss it with your teacher before coming." Zhan Tai said slowly.

"How do you know I can't afford it?" Glenn continued to ask.

"Looking at your dress and temperament, I think you should have some wealth, but not enough to spend money here. I am very experienced."

This time the answer is the bracket.

Just as Glenn was about to speak, a burst of laughter came from behind him.

He looked back and found that several customers nearby were looking at him as if they were watching a show.

Glenn frowned and said, "Did you eat a fly? You're laughing so ugly, are you afraid that others don't know how loud your heavenly voice is?"

Those who come to such places must be magicians, apprentices or magicians' servants. They are used to being respected outside and most of them have some bad character problems. Glenn will not tolerate them.

None of them expected that this kid would dare to scold so many of them. He was obviously just an apprentice, and he had been identified as soon as he entered the door.

How dare he! ?

Everyone had the same idea, but they didn't want to cause trouble here, so most of them chose to leave.

However, a few of them did not leave, but chose to continue standing there, with an attitude as if to see what you could do.

"My friend, whose apprentice are you? You are so arrogant, which is not in line with the demeanor of a magician." One of the thin young men with a broad forehead lectured Glenn.

Glenn turned around and didn't bother to pay attention to the other person.

Just as he was about to ask the next question, he felt a chill in his calf.

I looked down and found that my trouser legs were wet and emitting a pungent smell.

When Glenn looked up again, he saw a boy of about eight or nine years old put away his magic wand and made a face at him.

Seeing Glenn's eyes narrowed, the boy quickly hid behind a female magician in a light brown robe, still looking at Glenn provocatively.

The few people who had not left yet all laughed.

The female magician also raised her lips.

In fact, they glanced at Glenn as soon as he came in. He was dressed simply and didn't look like an apprentice of a great magician at all. He looked more like a wild magician who had accidentally opened his magical perception.

At first I just looked down on him and ignored him, until just now I was attracted by his behavior again.

They originally just wanted to laugh a few times and then go about their own business, but they didn't expect the other party to be so arrogant, so they didn't want to leave.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped! ...

They hadn't laughed for long when they suddenly felt pain in their cheeks and fell to the ground.

Including the female magician, everyone who laughed was knocked to the ground.

The female magician in brown robes touched her red and swollen cheek with an expression of disbelief.

She looked at Glenn again and found that he had picked up his apprentice's ear with one hand and was holding him in the air.

Every time the seven or eight-year-old apprentice boy shouted, Glenn turned a few degrees with force.

However, the boy screamed louder and louder each time.

The customers who were looking at the props around were attracted over.

"Bana's apprentice? Why was he beaten by someone else?"

"Not only was Bana's apprentice beaten, but Bana herself was also beaten."

"Ah? Isn't she a third-level magician? Who dares to hit her?"

Just when Glenn was enjoying the twisting, he suddenly felt a warning sign rising.

The female magician named Bana has raised her hand and is about to release some kind of attack magic.

But Glenn took her hand first, and then he exerted force...

Click!

Bana's wrist was crushed directly.

She let out a scream and rolled on the ground, no longer able to fight back.

Such a cruel move immediately silenced the crowd.

Even the crying boy apprentice was terrified. In his understanding, his teacher was God, who allowed him to do whatever he wanted outside.

But now his teacher was dealt with like this, it was like the sky falling for him.

Glenn walked up to the boy apprentice and lifted up his other ear, causing him to howl again.

"Shut up." Glenn said coldly.

The boy apprentice immediately fell silent, only sobbing remained.