Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Maybe it was too stimulating, Abu's terrifying body exploded and turned into a cloud of smoke.

Glenn paused in laughter. "Is it mad to death? No, it's already dead, and its soul should be scattered now."

But he was overthinking it, because Abu's evil spirit body was formed in another place, still cursing Glenn.

This group of evil spirits is really strange. Why do I have the urge to study them? ... Feeling the various spiritual torrents washing over his heart, Glenn continued to move forward.

Finally, he reached a polluted place that even evil spirits dared not approach.

His feet stepped on an unknown soft ground. It was so dark that even Glenn, who had a certain degree of night vision, couldn't see clearly.

Perhaps it was due to mysticism that he was unable to perceive his surroundings.

He could only use his body to grope his way forward, looking for another downward passage.

It's strange, why don't I smell any strange smell? And my mind is wandering, and the violent emotions unique to werewolves have been reduced a lot... Glenn kept analyzing in his mind, exploring the area ahead like a blind man.

Suddenly, he felt a pair of small hands grabbing his index finger, causing his movement to freeze.

After a while, not noticing any other movement from the little hand, Glenn tried to pull it up.

Just a gentle squeeze and Glenn knew what it was.

It turned out to be a discarded rag doll, probably left behind by an old resident of Bayek some time ago.

He was about to throw it aside, but after trying several times, the rag doll still held onto Glenn's index finger and wouldn't let go.

What's going on? ... Glenn wanted to pull it away with his other hand, but a feeling of extreme grievance was transmitted to Glenn's mind through the contact with the doll.

This thing is alive!

He put the doll close to his ear and heard a voice. It was the voice of a little girl:

"Please... please... take me away from here..."

This... Glenn was stunned for a moment.

The voice revealed extreme helplessness and pity, like a one or two-year-old child abandoned by adults, with no ability to survive, longing to be rescued.

In the end, Glenn simply put the rag doll on the back of his neck. If the doll dropped it or was accidentally destroyed when he was cleaning up the "cancer", he couldn't be blamed.

After groping around in this place for a while, I didn't encounter any "living things". However, my mind became more and more fuzzy, as if I might fall asleep at any time.

Fortunately, Glenn has a lot of experience in staying up late and can handle it.

Finally, he found a downward passage and went in without hesitation.

The passage was sometimes large and sometimes small, allowing Glenn to pass through.

There was a strange noise coming from the front, like something was moving in a regular pattern.

Just as Glenn was about to think, his body suddenly fell!

There was nothing around him to hold on to, as if he had been suddenly teleported into a vacuum zone.

Just as he was preparing for possible damage from landing, he found himself landing on a huge, wriggling mass of flesh.

There are complex protrusions on the surface of the flesh that look like meridians, emitting a scarlet luster.

It looks like we've arrived... Glenn looked down at the mass of flesh under his feet and felt it; it seemed to still be hard.

He now felt like he was standing on a living asteroid. The end of his vision was submerged in darkness, and he could only see the curved outline of the flesh.

"Okay, now the question is, what should we do with this thing?" Glenn said as if talking to himself.

The simplest and most direct way is to destroy the meat ball, but there is no guarantee that doing so will achieve the desired effect.

To be cautious, Glenn chose to explore its overall appearance first.

So he slid down along the surface of the ball, but the scene below made him open his eyes.

Because on the ground under the meat ball, there was a pair of extremely smart human eyes, watching Glenn who was slowly falling without blinking.

These eyes are very huge, and the eyeballs are probably not much smaller than a ball of flesh.

Originally, the appearance of a pair of huge eyes would not surprise Glenn, but unfortunately, apart from being huge, these eyes were too normal.

Normal eyelashes, dark brown pupils, black pupils, and bloodshot whites.

This normal appearance inexplicably made Glenn feel physically uncomfortable, as if he was standing on the face of a giant.

However, the other areas were clearly rocks and soil, not skin at all.

Glenn used his claws to grab the skin of the meat ball and did not fall to the ground below. He stared into those eyes for a long time.

Two pairs of eyes, you blink, I blink, the air is so quiet that only the sound of the meat ball squirming can be heard.

In the end, Glenn was too lazy to continue the stalemate. Since the other party didn't make a move, he would poke the eyes that were staring at him.

The steel claw suddenly fell down and pierced straight into a huge eyeball.

Pfft!

Unexpectedly, Glenn successfully pierced the huge eyeball. The opponent wanted to close his eyes, but his eyelids were pierced as well.

The surroundings suddenly shook and a sound like a wailing came from the ball of flesh behind him.

Before Glenn could turn around to look, he was blown away by an extremely powerful force!

The body of this level 3 werewolf was instantly shattered into pieces and crashed into an uneven rock wall.

Enduring the hellish pain, Glenn immediately mobilized wolf poison, grew new limbs on the part of his head, and transformed into a level 5 werewolf.

Flame fangs also appeared on his newly grown hands. This kind of prop that recognizes its master will only be attached to the main body.

The attack just now was like the sound of a meatball, how powerful was it?! ...Glenn felt a sense of crisis.

It seems like I have provoked something serious this time.

The blood vessels in the fleshy ball in front glowed brightly red, then slowly rose up, and countless filaments were pulled out from below, with a metallic luster flashing in the middle of the filaments.

Glenn looked closely and found what looked like a piece of metal with words engraved on it.

Looking at the words more carefully, Glenn's eyeballs popped open with a bang, and he once again experienced the feeling of having his eyes poked.

Damn! Again? ... Glenn cursed in his heart, trying his best to repair the damage to his eyes.

It was in this gap that countless filaments pierced his body in an instant. An unknown power was contained in them, and they began to suck his blood.

Even the wolfsbane mixed in it has lost its activity and become nourishment for the owner of the filament.

Once again, this power exceeded Glenn's expectations.

Even if he used the sharp claws transformed from his flaming fangs to cut the threads, he could not cut even one.

There is still a gap in power between the two sides.

Then he upgraded to the next level and transformed Glenn into a level seven werewolf!

As the thick black smoke of the curse spread, the threads seemed to sense the threat and pulled away from Glenn's body one after another.