Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

"Under the pressure of all the forces on the continent, the dragon was defeated. We must admit that it was Alfred and his companions who made this happen. They were the ones who saved the continent," another businessman concluded.

"Hearing what you said, this Afre is really a great man."

Glenn nodded as if in admiration.

The giant in the ruins said that this elven magician, who had lived for who knows how long, had used all means to achieve the goal of the Silver God and had killed countless lives.

However, Glenn will verify for himself which of the two statements is true.

But judging from the current situation, this Afre has become a belief-like existence. It may not be easy to kill him. He can be said to be the face of the Kingdom of Saixi. Those high elves are so proud, how could they allow someone to attack their face? Moreover, this Afre has lived for so long, and his strength is unknown...

After thinking through countless assassination plans, Glenn still hadn't found one that was absolutely safe.

The snow outside had become much lighter, and some businessmen said goodbye at the right time, so Glenn sent them out of the woods.

Only then did the hidden elves dare to come out and continue doing what they had just done.

When Night Howler appears, release the trapped larvae first to prevent them from getting suffocated.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Glenn was in a strange state, motionless, as he watched the merchants go away in their carriages.

It turned out that he was not watching him leave, but he found that he seemed... invisible.

He could still sense the surroundings, but his vision was completely dark. Glenn knew that his eyeballs were intact and there was nothing abnormal with other parts of his body.

Then the current situation can only be a problem at the magical level.

Someone cursed me? Who could it be? Why didn't I notice any signs beforehand? I must have offended a lot of people or forces after traveling through time. It's hard to guess...

Glenn acted extremely calm, not at all like a man who had lost his vision.

"Who are you? Are you here to seek revenge?" he asked in a deep voice.

After a while, a teasing voice sounded, appearing directly in Glenn's mind:

"Wow wow wow wow! This is incredible. Haha, this is the first time I meet a mortal whose origins I can't even find out. Who on earth are you, Mr. Werewolf?"

"Mortal? Are you a god?" Glenn turned his head as if he wanted to see something.

"No, no, no, I'm not a god. You can call me the Heart Collector, a being who... likes to collect hearts. My power is completely different from that of a god."

The voice replied.

"So, Heart Hunter, why did you come to me? Do you want my heart? I'm afraid I can't give it to you." Glenn said lightly.

The wolf poison in his body was already prepared, and he would take down the opponent as soon as he showed up.

"This is not up to you. After all, I am a man of my word. The Ancient God Cult exchanged the lives of all the members of the Cult for this opportunity. I cannot break my promise..."

"So it was those guys. So they are all dead? Just to seek revenge on me?" Glenn said with some amusement.

"Well... Actually, they didn't intend to involve the entire church at the beginning, but... Hehe, I was too greedy."

"This is really a good joke." Glenn sneered, then his voice sank, "After all this talk, why don't you come and kill me? Are you afraid of me too?"

After saying this, there was a brief silence around them, and then the voice said:

"I originally thought this would be a simple task, but you are so suspicious that I am a little afraid to do it... Can you tell me, werewolf, what exactly are you? What exactly are you who occupy this shell?"

"Guess." Glenn challenged.

"This trip is in vain. I'd better go back. It's too risky."

The voice seemed very disappointed.

Glenn's vision also recovered at this time.

I looked around and saw the vast snowy scene, and couldn't see anything unusual.

"Gone?" Glenn looked extremely speechless.

As he turned and left, he was humming a tune.

Walked for a while.

Suddenly, a sharp claw pierced his chest!

He clenched his claws and seemed a little dazed.

Glenn turned around and said with a smile, "Guess where I hid my heart?"

Behind him was a silhouette obscured by the mist, who was surprised to hear the words and said, "You are more cunning than I thought."

But Glenn did not reply. His body suddenly grew larger and black smoke spread out like an explosion, ready to completely cover the misty outline.

But when the black smoke probed into the fog, it found that it was empty, and the sharp claw that pierced Glenn was just the broken arm of some monster, which fell to the ground after the fog dissipated.

"Hahahaha... You're holding back, and so am I. A level seven werewolf is truly terrifying! Hahahaha..."

The sound became a little vague.

Glenn didn't seem surprised by this result. He just said to Sora: "Heart Hunter, I will find you. Look forward to my visit."

"I'll wait for you..." The voice was almost inaudible.

After changing back into human form, Glenn picked up the broken arm of the monster on the ground. He could only smell the unique scent of the monster on it, but he didn't know what kind of monster it was.

In the end, I can only put it away and check it later.

Knowing that he would be ambushed, Glenn did not ride the deer cart when he came in. Now it was still parked outside, so he had to go back and take the deer cart with him.

When they entered the town and passed by the villa, several magic horses in the stables of the villa saluted Glenn and Dalu.

The big deer raised its head proudly, not knowing what it was showing off.

There were also a few floating maids working, weeding and tending to the garden. When they saw Glenn, they nodded and greeted him.

This surprised Glenn a little. He didn't know what race these maids were. The last time Glenn beat up the Purple Demon, they only showed some surprise and didn't show much fear.

Now they were actually greeting him in a friendly manner, which made Glenn wonder if they were robots.

But one of the maids suddenly stepped forward and said, "Mr. Glenn, Miss Nairus invites you to come up."

Seeing these vivid expressions, Glenn began to believe that these maids had their own consciousness.

"Is Mr. Purple Demon here too?" Glenn asked.

"The master is in his room and usually comes out at night." The maid answered simply.

Glenn thought about it and nodded in agreement.

He asked the deer to go back by himself, but the latter tried to pretend not to understand, so Glenn immediately used his wolf claws to threaten him.

The big deer immediately turned around and ran towards its own house.

The floating maid nodded her mouth and looked a little surprised.

Only after Glenn's reminder did it take Glenn into the luxurious house in the villa.

Unlike ordinary villa decorations, what Glenn saw after entering was a cold-toned environment, which gave him a feeling of the underworld.

He went up the stairs with devil-carved handrails to the third floor. At the end of the front corridor, he saw a room with an open door. In the room, a girl in a wheelchair was sitting in front of a desk, seemingly writing something.