Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Glenn stopped immediately and turned to look at the giant's face.

After a few seconds of silence, dust fell from the gaps in the giant's mask, and at the same time, a vague gaze fell on Glenn.

"Are you talking?" Glenn turned back into a level 5 werewolf and asked.

That voice also sounded in his mind again at the right time, but it did not answer Glenn's words: "Werewolf? Not likely. A werewolf cannot be as powerful as you..."

Although the other party did not answer him, Glenn was certain that it was the giant in front of him who was talking to him.

"Who are you? You're still alive after all this?" Glenn's tone seemed casual, as if he was chatting with a friend.

However, the giant seemed a little annoyed that Glenn didn't know it, and a hurried voice echoed in his mind:

"How come you don't even know the great Twilight God of War! The ruler of the land of Silsas! The strongest warrior of the power of the earth! King Besimons!?"

Glenn patted his head, feeling his brain buzzing, and after a pause he said:

"Although I don't want to offend you, I have never heard of any of the titles you mentioned, and..."

Glenn looked around the ruins and said, "Also, the specifications and grade of this ruins don't seem to match your impressive-sounding title?"

The voice in his head fell silent, and a feeling of sadness emanated from the giant's body.

"Yes, time is the most ruthless. No matter how glorious I was in the past, it will be buried by it. Those were not glory, but lies woven for me by the gods."

The majestic voice in my mind was extremely depressed.

But Glenn was intrigued. "The lies the gods told you? You can still have contact with gods? You are not lying, are you?"

"Haha." The voice in my mind mocked, "Have those so-called gods become so illusory in your hearts? They just like to do these things..."

It seems that in this age of giants, the distance between gods and mortals was not that far, but why do the gods seem to have disappeared now? ... Glenn analyzed what the giant had just said.

Looking through the original owner's memories, Glenn didn't find any clues. That guy didn't seem to know much about anything other than playing.

"Which gods do you know now?" the giant's voice sounded again and asked.

Glenn scratched his head. "I remember there were ten good gods: the sun god Porom, the god of justice Akachila, the star god Puwa, and... and... I can't remember the others. As for the evil gods, I don't know. Oh, by the way, there was also a demon lord. What was his name?"

Glenn really couldn't remember. After all, these were the memories of the original owner. At that time, the original owner did not have the memory that Glenn has now, so it was good enough that he could recall these.

The giant's mood gradually changed from sadness to silence, and it had to interrupt Glenn's meaningless recollections:

"Okay, you can't even remember the names of the gods, so you can imagine how well-known they are now. Haha, let's not talk about them now. Little guy, do you want to have more powerful power?"

"How strong is it?" Glenn raised his eyebrows and complained in his heart:

This classic passage...

"Of course you are much stronger than you are now. As long as you don't face the Supreme Magician or the Knight King, you will be invincible."

The giant's voice carries unparalleled confidence.

Glenn sneered, the other party was treating him like a child. There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, and there must be a price behind this temptation.

"Tell me, what are your conditions?"

"I like dealing with smart people." The giant praised first, "My body is no longer usable, so my soul needs a new place to stay. Your body is very good, enough to bear my powerful soul. Don't worry, this will not harm you in any way, but will enhance the resilience of your soul."

"Forget it, I won't take the risk." Glenn picked up the huge red sword and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute." The giant immediately wanted to call out to Glenn, but Glenn had no intention of stopping at all.

The giant sighed, "How about we change the deal?"

Hearing this, Glenn stopped and turned around to wait for the other party to continue.

"I see that you seem to be a beginner magic apprentice. I can use my remaining strength to help you expand your body's magic reserves. This way, your future magic journey will be much faster, which is enough to save you most of your time."

Glenn lowered his head and thought for a moment, then asked, "What's the price?"

"Help me kill someone." The giant's voice turned cold.

"Murder?" Glenn frowned.

This guy's enemy? He must have died a long time ago? ... He expressed his doubts.

"He should still be alive. That guy is a powerful elven magician with a long life," the giant explained.

Glenn nodded and said, "What kind of person is he? I need to consider whether he is worth killing."

“He used to be one of my subordinates, named Afre, and he gave me advice, but he turned out to be a follower of that bitch, the Silver God. They were using me from the beginning, and when I accomplished what they wanted, they wanted to eliminate me. If I hadn’t always had the habit of retaining my strength, I wouldn’t be here now.

"Afre is an out-and-out fanatic. He will do anything to accomplish the mission assigned by the Silver God. He has killed countless humans, including his own people. So you don't have to worry about him being an innocent guy. On the contrary, he is extremely evil."

After listening to the giant's explanation, Glenn nodded readily, "Okay, if what you said is true, I will definitely kill the elf named Afre."

After the words fell, the scene became eerily quiet. Just when Glenn thought the other party had fallen asleep and wanted to shout at the giant in front of him.

An invisible force suddenly fell upon Glenn, and something seemed to have changed in his body. The force used to interfere with the magic power of the fluctuating elements became stronger and stronger.

In the end, it reached a point where even Glenn was surprised. As the giant said, this would save him several years of learning magic.

When the feeling disappeared, the giant's voice resounded, but it was obviously much weaker, "Okay, the deal is done, please keep your promise."

Glenn was silent for a moment, then asked tentatively, "Are you going to die?"

"Yes, death is nothing to me. Things have changed and people have changed. I just feel a little bit unwilling to accept it."

The giant's body gradually leaned forward.

"Actually, the person you want to kill the most is that Silver God, right?"

"So what? You can't do anything to a god..."

The giant's body finally fell to the ground with a bang.

"You never know what will happen in the future," Glenn murmured.