Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Glenn didn't specifically control the flame, so it burned whatever it came into contact with and spread quickly. It would probably take a while for it to go out on its own.

The flames illuminated the entire foggy world, and the terrifying screams of various monsters continued.

Glenn listened for a moment, then continued walking toward the town he saw at the top of the hill.

The outline of the town ahead was already visible, but there was also a wall made of stone and wood blocking the way.

One end of the wood was cut into a cone shape and pointed outward, with the tip covered in dried blood and the tattered corpse of a monster.

There was a slight noise coming from the city wall, which was difficult to hear under the cover of the sound of the burning fire in the back, but it was impossible to escape Glenn's ears.

It seems that there are still living things here, but I don’t know if they are human... Glenn guessed in his heart, but his pace did not slow down at all.

"Utata!"

A voice like a broken bellows sounded, but Glenn did not understand the language it spoke.

He just stopped subconsciously and tried to find the person who made the sound.

Countless figures stood up on the stone wall, each holding a bow and arrow, aiming at Glenn.

This is a race of extremely short humanoids, with an average size of a ten-year-old human boy, and they have two pairs of diamond-shaped broken wings behind them.

Their faces were hidden in the triangular helmets and their expressions could not be seen clearly.

Being targeted by so many arrows, Glenn had no sense of danger at all, and just tried to communicate:

"Do any of you speak the Common Tongue?"

The little heads above turned slightly, as if they wanted to look at each other, but didn't dare.

After a while, when Glenn was about to ask again, a tall, bloated, fat figure walked out from behind the little men.

It turned out to be a pig-man with pus-filled bodies and some deformed development.

When he opened his mouth, he could see his uneven, yellow and black teeth, and the sound was exactly the same as the one that appeared at the beginning.

It said in a very awkward common language:

"You...an outsider?"

Glenn nodded, his eyes slightly narrowed. There seemed to be two hidden guys beside the pig man, as if to protect him.

After getting the affirmation, the pig man laughed twice, slapped the two villains roughly, came to the city wall, and said loudly:

"Fire! Did... you do this?"

Glenn said calmly, "Yes."

"Submit! Otherwise...you! Die!"

After the pig man roared, he raised his hand to signal, and blue light appeared at the tips of the arrows held by the little people, containing extremely powerful magic power.

Glenn tilted his head and gave the pigman an inexplicable smile.

Before the pig man could react, his figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only smoke and dust on the spot.

This sudden change made all the little people on the city wall panic instantly, and the pig people retreated quickly.

Bang-!

A bright light accompanied by a loud noise suddenly appeared before the pigman's eyes, and two hooded pigman magicians appeared and blocked this attack that should have been fatal.

"Echomon! Echomon! Boladoye!..."

The pigman came to his senses and shouted something at the two pigman magicians in panic and anger.

Without translation, Glenn knew that it was something like asking him to kill himself.

But with this little bit of strength, it's impossible to stop him.

As the two pigman magicians let out muffled cries of being overwhelmed, Glenn's wolf claws slammed down heavily!

Three screams of slaughtering a pig were heard at the same time, and then it finally calmed down.

Three fat pigs fell on the uneven floor in a bloody mess.

Everything happened in an instant. Before the little men holding bows and arrows could take aim, their masters had already died tragically.

They didn't know what to do now. They tried to attack, but they only knew how to shoot arrows, and it was easy to hurt someone by mistake since the target was so close to their companions.

The little man closest to Glenn was the one who was roughly pushed away by the pig man. He was now trembling with fear while holding his bow and arrow, not knowing what to do.

Glenn looked down for a while, then suddenly reached out and grabbed it.

The latter instinctively shrank his head, thinking he would be killed.

But the expected pain did not come.

Instead, his helmet was taken away.

Glenn looked at the race in front of him whose facial features were slightly similar to those of humans, and couldn't help but search his memory for any relevant descriptions.

The action just now also frightened the other villains, and they almost shot the arrows in their hands.

In the end, Glenn just thought that these little guys were from the same race as the little guy named Xili in the Demon Valley.

The villains just looked at this extremely powerful human standing there as if he was thinking about something.

Suddenly the human moved, and without paying any attention to them, he just jumped into the town.

"Should we stop him?"

A little man asked in a language that was unique to them.

The other villains were silent for a while, and a villain who was close by said, "We can't stop him. I hope he only causes trouble for the pigs and doesn't hurt our people."

……

Walking in this town that seemed like a miniature version of itself, Glenn became more and more curious about what was happening here.

The streets and houses are in a very dilapidated state, even worse than in Bayek. At least the houses there are almost all intact and habitable.

But it's different here.

Not only were the walls covered with white fungi, but disgusting unknown liquids also covered the streets.

The air was mixed with the smell of feces, vomit, blood and flesh. If Glenn didn't have a strong physique, he would probably get sick after walking for a while.

Suddenly, a canine creature with some flesh and bones turned inside out and its fur almost completely gone rushed out from the corner, opened its mouth and bit Glenn.

But after a blast of dragon's breath, the blind dog was reduced to ashes.

Glenn really didn't want to touch this kind of thing with his hands. When he killed the three pigmen just now, his hands were stained with the smelly blood, and he had to burn them with flames four or five times before he felt better.

It’s not that Glenn is a germaphobe, but everyone would find everything here unbearable.

Keep walking towards the castle in the center.

Glenn could already hear the pigman's distinctive loud voice faintly.

A huge dead tree appeared in front of us, growing in the middle of a square.

However, there were countless corpses of little people hanging on the trees.

There were countless strange birds gnawing at the rotten flesh on the corpses of these little men.

Glenn stood under the tree and watched for a while, with an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes, and then continued to move forward.

There is no breath of life, and this place is filled with darkness.

A faint shout was heard intermittently from a dilapidated house nearby.

Glenn heard it and walked towards the source of the sound.

These houses were inhabited by smaller people, so it was somewhat difficult for him to squeeze in.

In the dark room, Glenn saw a body as thin as a mummy holding something and murmuring.

When I got closer, I saw that it was a mad little mother holding her dead child.

Glenn just walked out of the house silently.

This situation is just a microcosm, and there will be many similar ones later.

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