Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

In a hall filled with flesh and blood hung on iron hooks, forty or fifty pigmen of various sizes were enjoying a game that belonged only to them - rolling and bathing in an unknown khaki-colored viscous liquid.

The unique grunting sounds of pigs came one after another.

In addition to the pigmen, there are countless little people with intact wings shuttling around in this fetid hall to serve these pigmen.

These little people all have different skin diseases to varying degrees, and you can tell how torturous these diseases are from the complexion on their faces.

The pigmen are the absolute masters here, and they can arbitrarily control the lives of these winged little people.

If some pigmen are hungry, they will just grab a little man and put it into their mouths regardless of his despair and fear.

Although the other little people who witnessed all this were very scared, they did not dare to even think of running away.

"Recently, His Majesty the King has produced a new Pig King. I believe that in a short time, we will be able to fight our way back to the mainland and take back the land that belongs to us!"

Suddenly, a pig-man as round as a ball spoke loudly in the sticky pool as if he was drunk.

This drew unanimous cheers from the other pigmen.

"Long live His Majesty! When I reach the mainland, I won't have to eat this contaminated meat anymore! I want to eat humans! I want to eat elves! I want to eat dwarves! In short, I want to try everything I haven't tasted before!"

"Long live His Majesty! I will use my superb cooking skills to cook the most delicious meat! My sword is already thirsty for food!"

"Long live the King!"

"Long live the King!"

The pigmen cheered.

At this moment, a pigman wearing armor and holding a huge axe rushed into the smelly hall and shouted:

"Don't enjoy it at all! If you enjoy it any longer, you will have to go to see the Pig God! Now take up your weapons immediately! A crazy werewolf broke in and started killing people outside!"

This made the pigs, who had a longer reaction time, stunned for a while.

"Werewolf? What does it smell like?"

"It said there was a werewolf out there killing people. How could there be a werewolf?"

"It ate too many spores and is hallucinating, right? Hahahaha..."

The last pigman's words made the other companions laugh.

The comfort they feel in the mud makes them reluctant to leave easily.

The pigman soldier who came in to report was so angry that his nose was crooked. Just as he was about to step forward and chop those pigs with an axe, the hall suddenly shook.

The flesh and blood hanging from the ceiling connected to the iron hook made a crisp metallic collision sound.

Then a familiar powerful aura came from the direction of the castle.

"It smells like the pig leaders and generals! Why are they all here?!"

Several pigmen asked in surprise.

Seeing that these guys hadn't reacted yet, the pig soldiers suddenly felt deeply ashamed for being the same kind as them.

Before it could say anything, a huge body suddenly crushed the wall of the hall and smashed it into meat paste.

Several pigmen who were close to the pool also suffered. They were trapped in the pool and slowly suffocated to death.

Because the little people had wings and were agile, they escaped the sudden disaster.

"It's the pig leader Asak! It's dead!"

A pig man called out the identity of the body lying in the hall.

This was a giant pigman leader who was about ten meters tall. There was a huge hole in his chest, and the smelly pig blood was all over his body.

"Hurry up and grab your weapons! It's an enemy attack!"

The pigs finally understood the situation and climbed out of the bath clumsily to get their weapons and armor.

At this moment, the outside was already in chaos.

Countless pig warriors, pig magicians, and pig monsters gathered in one place.

Dead pigmen's bodies kept flying in the sky and were thrown towards the Pigman Castle in the center by some terrible force.

The level seven werewolf transformed by Glenn was like a monster that had descended here, wantonly venting the power of his body.

He discovered that there was a strong curse power here that could provide him with energy, so he could almost always maintain this powerful state.

Those ordinary Pigman warriors were just food for the dead, and what he was mainly dealing with now were the Pigman Chieftains and Pigman Generals who were like mountains of meat.

There were more than twenty of them, surrounding Glenn and attacking him desperately.

From time to time, interfering dark magic would fall on Glenn, but it hardly hurt him at the moment.

The strength of those twenty-odd pig leaders and pig generals is at most level five. Although they have a lot of blood, they can't hold on for long and will soon die under Glenn's claws.

On a pigman flag fluttering in the wind at the highest point of the castle, there was a huge phantom of an eye, watching the battle situation without blinking.

Those were the eyes of the Pigman King, who saw his proud Pigman army, which he had accumulated for a hundred years, being consumed in large numbers like this.

Countless bloodshot veins appeared on the whites of his eyes.

Two ethereal and disembodied pig squeals echoed across the battlefield, like an order.

Glenn didn't understand, but he noticed that the pig people around him were showing ecstatic expressions.

It seemed like more powerful reinforcements were sent... He roughly guessed the reason.

Sure enough, after a violent earthquake on the ground, unknown spikes suddenly grew out from under Glenn's feet and quickly closed towards the center, trying to trap Glenn.

However, the level 7 werewolf's speed is enough to handle it.

An oversized pig head emerged from the ground, its scarlet eyeballs moving strangely, searching for the werewolf's location.

"Anyone who stands in the way of the pigmen must atone for his sins with death!"

The huge pig head roared slogans that Glenn couldn't understand. Waves of sound that distorted the air spread out, and the other pigmen became distorted after hearing them.

The muscles directly squeezed through the skin and fat, and the pigs became even more disgusting, terrifying, crazy and violent.

Glenn's body was hidden in the large amount of black smoke that he deliberately released, and he kept attacking the weak pig soldiers.

These lowest combat units were dying in the hundreds per second.

The newly emerged Pig King was so angry that he was furious, but he couldn't do anything to Glenn.

"My army! Damn werewolves! The army I worked so hard to produce! Damn it! Damn it--!"

On the high castle in the distance, the Pigman King's eyes were bloodshot and trembling violently, and his resentful voice shook the ground.

Finally, its brain, which still had some intelligence, realized that sending ordinary pig soldiers would be a waste of time, so it ordered one of the pig generals to lead the soldiers away from the battlefield.

He also saw that the Pig King was being played around by the werewolf. Not only did he fail to threaten the werewolf, but he himself was already covered in wounds.

"Damn it! Useless thing! All the Pig Kings, come at me! Kill this werewolf quickly!"

Following this angry voice, five huge pig kings broke through the ground and rushed towards the battlefield.

They have different body shapes and hold different weapons in their hands. The powerful aura coming towards them surprised Glenn on the battlefield.