Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Rubbing against the broken pieces of earth and rocks, Glenn's vision suddenly turned scarlet before he could swing his claws to cut off the tentacle.

At this moment, he was actually in a room made of flesh and blood. There was light from outside shining through the flesh and blood, and he could see the blood vessels beating with blood.

The Pigman King has disappeared, and in front of him is an unidentified creature carrying a huge snail shell on its back.

I only heard the other party speaking in the common language of the human race:

"Powerful werewolf! If you don't want to be entangled in boundless fear, then please leave here. I am the messenger of the great Pig God of the past, and I am warning you now!"

"Stop bluffing. You are not qualified to scare me." Glenn was not at all timid and launched an attack directly.

In his perception that had been further enhanced by the transformation beyond level seven, although the Pig God Messenger in front of him possessed extremely strong unknown powers, he was still slightly inferior to himself.

"There's no point in doing all this! We'll both lose! And you won't gain anything! Why do you want to continue?!"

The Pig God's messenger skillfully used flesh and blood magic to block Glenn's attack, while continuing to persuade him.

"Sorry! I'm a stubborn person! I won't give up until I achieve my goal!"

Glenn's hands were surrounded by the flames of dragon's breath, destroying the flesh and blood that even a sixth-level knight could not cut off with a full-strength attack.

"This is our territory! You shouldn't be trespassing here!"

"It's your territory. I guess you are the first intruders?"

Judging from what Glenn has observed so far, these pigmen are definitely later invaders.

It is not certain whether the natives are those villains Glenn.

Because there were human skeletons on the top of the mountain where he came out.

"This place is suitable for pigmen! So it should belong to pigmen! If we hadn't been hindered by a human magician, we would have ruled here hundreds of years ago!"

"Human magician? Is he more powerful than you are now?" Glenn asked as he dodged an attack.

"Of course not!" The Pig God's messenger denied loudly, "At that time, we were defeated by the humans on the continent! We lost the protection of the Pig God, and I was also seriously injured. I might go to see the great Pig God at any time! Otherwise, how could that human magician stop me!?"

Glenn slowed down the frequency of his attacks. He found that this Pig God messenger was a little silly. He answered whatever he asked, so he planned to use this opportunity to find out the general situation here.

He asked, "Then how did you succeed? Was it because the magician showed mercy?"

The Pig God Messenger seemed to take a few breaths. The attack just now seemed to have consumed a lot of energy, or perhaps his injuries had not healed yet.

It replied: "We don't know. If the magician suddenly disappears one day, then this place will naturally belong to us!"

"I see." Glenn's attack became sharp again!

This made the Pig God Messenger miserable, and he yelled, "Stop fighting against the Pigs! Pigs and werewolves can be friends!"

"My only goal is to kill you! Give up!"

"Humans are such a crazy race! No! You are a werewolf now! Whatever! Accept your fate!!!"

The Pig God's messenger suddenly raised his body and pulled out a long lower body with a hole in it.

The hole suddenly produced a suction force, drawing out streams of black gas from Glenn's body.

That's not a curse.

Glenn only felt that his spirit had become extremely exhausted, and even his desire to kill had been drained away.

Now he seems to have entered an absolute Buddhist state.

The Pig God's messenger fell into ecstasy, "Hahahaha... so many negative emotions! I won! I will use these massive desires to gain extremely powerful strength! Everything will come back! Thank you! Werewolf!"

But at this moment, Glenn, whose murderous emotions were taken away, showed a strange smile, "You did a good thing..."

The Pig God's messenger was in a highly excited state and didn't pay any attention to Glenn's insignificant words.

It knew that these desires could only last for a short time, and it had to get rid of the werewolf in front of it before its power dissipated.

But to its surprise, it felt the werewolf's desire to kill suddenly swell.

"Hahaha... werewolf! I didn't expect you could produce so many desires! They'll all belong to me! I will be stronger than ever before!"

After saying that, it started sucking hard at the werewolf that was gradually changing.

But it was already full after just a moment of inhalation!

"What's going on!!!???"

The Pig God's messenger's thoughts were stuck. It had been thousands of years since it had used this ability, and this was the first time it had experienced a case of being overwhelmed.

Before it could transform these massive desires into power, it suddenly discovered that the werewolf in front of it had expanded to the point of bursting the world of flesh and blood it had built!

Glenn stopped transforming and looked at his current state with some disappointment. "I only inhaled a little bit? I thought I could experience that state again..."

Its body now stopped at over thirty meters, with glowing red stripes on its arms connected to the flaming fangs.

Although I don’t know what level the last transformation was according to this world, my current state must be level eight.

Although his strength was much stronger than level seven, he felt that it would definitely not reach level nine.

Even though he didn't know what level nine was, it didn't stop him from making his own guesses.

This form does not have a very obvious overflow of power, giving people the feeling of being just a huge monster, and it seems that it is not as powerful as it was at level seven.

But the Pig God's messenger on the side had already entered a state of mental shutdown.

It was thinking about how to deal with the situation at this moment and wanted to seek guidance from the Pig God, but the Pig God no longer existed and it, as a messenger, existed in name only.

The thirty-meter-tall werewolf checked his body on the spot, and then looked at the motionless Pig God Messenger.

Just walked over like strolling in the garden.

"I can already feel the desire to kill about to fill my mind again, so I will hurry up and send you to meet your Pig God."

As Glenn spoke, he pressed his huge wolf claw on the top of the Pig God Messenger. As a red light appeared, the latter's body dissipated little by little like smoke.

This is a move Glenn created himself, the annihilation curse.

Combining the principles of clearing magic, the Pig God Messenger was completely wiped out from this space.

The surrounding flesh and blood space was connected to the Pig God Messenger, so it also dissipated.

Without these obstacles blocking his view, Glenn could finally see clearly where he was.

It's like a huge dungeon, filled with countless corpses.

And a little man originally covered in flesh and blood fell to the floor of the dungeon.

The moment Glenn placed his hand on the top of the Pig God Messenger, he immediately sensed the presence of this special little man. The other person possessed a power different from all the others present.

Constantly being absorbed by the Pig God's Messenger.