Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

The weather in Battersea is getting colder, signaling the approach of winter.

When Glenn went out, he found that people were wearing thicker and thicker clothes. In order to prevent others from noticing his uniqueness, he made his magical clothes thicker.

At the same time, as a good boss who cares about his employees, he also reminded employees working on the farm to dress warmly.

The forest elf high priest's body was actually almost recovered, and he should have taken the elves away, but they found reasons to stay.

Glenn didn't care. They were free labor after all. Seeing that these elves worked harder than humans, he treated them as his own employees and paid them the same salary.

The elves were very resistant at first, but Glenn wasn't really an unscrupulous boss, so he insisted on giving it to them.

The elves seemed to be afraid of making Glenn angry, so they accepted it.

I had previously found an opportunity to ask Gotaya why these elves were so in awe of me, and he just said that he had revealed some of Glenn's strength to his own people.

Glenn understood it all at once, so his attitude towards these elves was not surprising.

And Gotaya also told Glenn that she had taught the kung fu that Glenn taught her to other members of the tribe.

Glenn didn't care about this. What he taught Gotaya were just the basics. If anyone wanted to get started, they had to become his disciple.

Apart from these things, the new neighbor seemed to be a very homely person. I don't know if he was scared by Glenn or what.

We rarely see each other go out.

However, at night, you can always see the villa brightly lit and figures swaying by the windows.

I don’t know what’s going on inside, and I can’t even hear any sound.

……

The first day when snowflakes fell from the sky.

Glenn opened the window and looked outside, feeling a little surprised.

He thought that the town of Bayek would still be isolated from the outside world, and it would snow outside but not here.

After admiring it for a moment, he walked towards the basement with the notes he had taken last night.

His magical inspiration has skyrocketed these days, and he has mastered a lot of magical knowledge that can only be understood but not expressed in words. As a result, he has also learned two low-level magics.

Therefore, he is now very motivated to study.

Arriving at the underground magic laboratory, Glenn first turned on the lights, preparing to continue his research based on last night's progress.

However, he had just started for a while when a slight noise interrupted his inspiration.

Glenn put down the magic brush he was writing with, rolled his eyes, and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

It didn't sound like the noise made by a mouse or something.

Glenn had already cleaned out all the rats and cockroaches in the basement, so there shouldn't be any left.

It seems to be that door...

He walked slowly towards the magical door that could connect the two areas.

When you look closely, there seems to be no difference.

But Glenn noticed the subtle change.

The disc above the door looked like a clock, and the pointer changed to another area and moved one scale clockwise.

Glenn walked closer, not understanding the reason for this change.

He had studied this door before, and if it was really like in a certain animation in his previous life, then the various areas of the dial above should represent where the door leads to after it is opened.

But Glenn tried to move it with his finger, but it was no use, the pointer jumped back to its original position by itself.

After I learned magic, I realized that this door requires a specific spell to operate.

But now the automatic jump of the dial has left Glenn confused.

After pacing for a while, he looked at his laboratory bench and then at the door in front of him.

Just go take a look and come back after you're done... In the end he decided to open the door and see if there was any change behind it.

He placed his hand on the door handle and turned it gently. After a crisp click, the door opened.

Before Glenn could see clearly, a strong wind mixed with dust blew towards him, making it impossible for him to open his eyes. He could only see a gray world through the vague gaps.

Glenn had no choice but to stand behind the door with his back and close it to prevent the strong wind from making a mess of the laboratory.

After adapting to the strong winds around him, he saw a world that looked like ruins.

There is a bright light in the sky blocked by fog, which should be the position of the sun.

There were withered weeds on the ground, and several animal carcasses were seen hidden in the weeds.

There was a wooden house not far away, which seemed to have been abandoned for a long time. The tattered door panels were on the verge of falling off due to the strong wind, making a snapping sound.

What the hell is this place? ... Glenn stood there for a moment, then turned and looked at the door. It was also a stone sculpture that looked like a small house, just like the one in Kailadria.

However, this stone sculpture looks much more miserable. Not only are there traces of knife and axe cuts on it, but there are even human corpses piled underneath.

Has there ever been a war here? ... Glenn wondered, stroking his chin.

He looked at the wooden house in the distance again, and walked towards it out of curiosity.

He pulled the door panel off directly to help him free.

He stepped into the wooden house.

The room looked as if it had been ransacked by thieves, with tables, chairs and benches turned over and broken into pieces.

There was also a body lying in the middle, and Glenn went forward to take a rough look.

"Female, 40 or 50 years old, ordinary person, died after being pierced through the chest by a sword..."

Glenn stood up and wiped his hands with a piece of rag, then noticed a few tattered things that looked like books in the corner.

He walked over, picked it up, and opened it, only to find that it was a handwritten note.

Because of the severe damage, there was basically no useful information to be seen. Glenn could tell from the handwriting that this was written by the owner of the magic notebooks in his basement that were gnawed by rats.

Did the magician die here? It couldn't be the body on the ground, it must be an ordinary person... He threw the tattered notebook aside and walked out of the wooden house.

Through the gray mist, he saw what seemed to be a town or castle in the distance.

And the place where Glenn was at this time was actually the top of a mountain.

Let's go down and take a look, it shouldn't take much time... After convincing himself, Glenn took a running start and jumped directly out of the top of the mountain, diving straight down the mountain.

Once he was among the trees, he moved as quickly and nimbly as a gibbon.

However, Glenn didn't enjoy this excitement for long, as a group of rotten monsters caught up with him.

They were of various shapes and seemed to be very familiar with the forest. Their speed was not slower than Glenn's.

Looking back, Glenn didn't want to come into contact with these disgusting monsters with his body, so he casually swung out a few dragon breath blades to destroy them in large numbers.

However, these monsters seemed to be endless. After killing a large number of them, more came chasing after him. From time to time, a few would jump out from the front and pounce on Glenn.

Glenn was also a little annoyed. These monsters not only polluted his eyes, but also tortured his nose.

His hands suddenly lit up with high temperature flames, and his entire body exploded like a fireball.

The forests were set on fire one after another, and the monsters could only wail in the flames.

"Although burning the forest is bad, it's like this here, so I guess there won't be any people or animals left, right?"

Glenn walked out of the center of the explosion and spoke in a voice that only he could hear.