Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Dougli obviously realized the seriousness of the matter, so he said very quickly: "Okay! I'll send a telegram now!"

Then the sound of someone getting up and leaving their seat came from the magic phone.

Glenn put down the magic phone in his hand and began to think about how to deal with the God of Truth.

An inspiration flashed through his mind, and he murmured, "Why don't I become a missionary and help this church of truth spread their doctrines..."

The customers who were queuing up to buy meat were still arguing. A small figure struggled to squeeze out of the crowd, and when he saw Glenn, he immediately ran over.

Glenn noticed someone approaching. At first he thought it was a child, but when he turned around and glanced casually, his eyes suddenly widened.

Because the one who came was a smaller version of the puppet brother, the one wearing a blue vest named Parindes.

At this time, the other person's body shape was about that of a child of seven or eight years old. He was also wearing children's clothes, with a big hat covering most of his face. If you didn't look closely, you couldn't see the strangeness of his skin.

"Sir, please do me a favor." The shrunken Parindes made a direct request.

Glenn had a strange look in his eyes. He had just helped the Forest Will a few days ago, and now the puppets came to him for help. It seemed that everyone thought highly of him.

"What's the deal?"

"I have a feeling that my enemies are coming. I need you to take my sister away while I lead those people away."

Parrinders' voice was very low, but Glenn heard it clearly.

He remembered that the woman who gave him the moonstone the last time he met her, the creator of the two puppets, said that they were all being hunted.

Now this fact is confirmed.

Seeing that Glenn seemed to be hesitating, Parindes planned to throw out his reward.

However, the other party spoke first:

"No need to go through so much trouble. Just take me there and we can get rid of them directly."

Upon hearing this, the puppet was startled and quickly stopped Glenn who was about to leave and said:

"Wait a moment!"

Glenn paused, frowning.

Then I heard Parindes say: "I know you are a level 5 werewolf! But I feel that there is at least a level 6 combat power among the people coming! Do you know how terrible the strength of level 6 is? That is a power close to that of our master! It is enough to turn this town into ashes in an instant! You will just die if you go there!

"I know you and my sister are good friends, but you don't have to risk your life to help us! Just do what I say!"

Then Parindes began to explain the specific details of the plan in detail, which was very rigorous.

Glenn was speechless when he saw the serious look on the little puppet's face.

"Who told you that I'm only level five?"

Finally, he interrupted Parindes who was telling him about his plan.

The latter paused, and his eyes, which reflected the metallic color, seemed to reveal a dull look.

"Last time I saw you transform into a level 5 werewolf. Wait, you have a powerful item, right? That's not safe. My enemies have many tricks, and there might be something that can counter your item."

Parindes seemed to understand and denied that Glenn would confront his enemy head-on.

"Okay, my strength is far more than level five, don't worry, you just need to point out the target to me."

Glenn's voice was full of confidence.

This really confused Parindes, but since the other party was so confident, he chose to believe it for once.

"Well, actually, those guys are somewhere outside of Bayek. My talent allowed me to find them. Apparently, they didn't intend to hide. They should still be there now, but they're not sure if we're in the town, and they're afraid of Bayek's weird aura."

Glenn nodded. According to what the other party said, it should be easy to find.

The man and the puppet walked out of the store so quickly.

……

In the outer woods of Bayek, a middle-aged man in a gorgeous robe stood on a tree trunk, quietly watching the people who looked like farm workers busy on the farm below.

"Killers, mercenaries, deserters, wilderness wanderers, and even so many elves. I really don't know how the guy who opened this farm did it? Let such people do this kind of work that only farmers can do?"

The middle-aged man muttered softly.

However, with the hearing ability of the elves below, they should be able to hear it, but no elf noticed the middle-aged man.

"I've checked this place. It seems that the high-ranking officials of this kingdom all know about its existence, but they are very secretive about it to everyone. This is very interesting."

On the other side, there was also a figure dressed in gorgeous clothes. His clothing style was the same as that of the middle-aged man, but his clothes were not a robe, but an assassin's suit with a waist and legs that was convenient for movement.

"So what? Could there be a being more powerful than us in this remote place?"

The middle-aged man's tone was full of disdain for those of lower status.

They searched the whole world for clues about the witch Avisha and her minions. Not to mention the witch, her methods were extremely strange, and even a powerful magician of the seventh level of destiny found it difficult to track her whereabouts.

It was difficult to find the clue, but it was the other party who exposed it on his own initiative on a full moon night.

Although it still failed to kill it, it was severely injured.

And that witch also has two extremely powerful magical creatures, who are also their top targets.

Compared to the witch, these two creatures should be the easiest to find, but a hundred years have passed and they have used all means but have not found any trace of them.

It's like it's gone forever.

They all agreed that the two creatures had most likely been destroyed or dismantled by the witch as tools to replenish her strength.

However, the instrument that was created a hundred years ago to track the two creatures suddenly responded and gave a coordinate.

This surprised these people. Although they were very suspicious, they still sent two powerful men to investigate to ensure that there would be no mistakes.

"Should we arrest the people below for interrogation? They have the scent of that horror puppet on them, there's no doubt about that."

The assassin-like figure suggested.

However, the middle-aged man snorted, "Do we still need to interrogate? The target is obviously in the town. We can just raze the town to the ground. Are you afraid that we won't find him?"

The forest will, the only one who knew of their existence at the moment, really wanted to say what a true warrior they were when he heard this.

"That's true. What are you waiting for? Let the weaklings here feel the despair."

As soon as the assassin finished speaking, a terrifying aura attacked them at a speed that made them unable to react.

The thick black smoke dissipated, and a terrifying werewolf in extremely strange attire appeared in front of them.

"How could there be such a scary werewolf?" The middle-aged man appeared in the distance and said in fear.

But the next moment, he heard the werewolf's thunderous voice: "Do you long for redemption?"

Both of them opened their eyes wide, because they had lived for a long time, so they were very familiar with the preaching of the Church of Truth, and Glenn's words immediately reminded them of the powerful church a hundred years ago.