Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

"If I hadn't experienced it myself, I wouldn't have believed it, but it's all true, so you'd better take it seriously, Ram. It's scary."

Blood Wolf moved his body and said solemnly.

"Oh, okay, but I don't think you need to worry too much. What is this place? It is a place protected by the King of the Swamp. Even if it comes here, it has to be obedient."

The minotaur nodded first, then stood up and spoke comfortingly.

"Come on, we are not very important people here, and the Swamp King will not go out of his way to protect us. If that werewolf comes in, it will still be very dangerous."

Blood Wolf was still worried.

However, the Minotaur just waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, leave everything to me. It's safe here, just focus on recovering from your injuries."

After saying that, he opened the door and walked out.

"Where are you going?"

"gamble."

The door closed with a bang, leaving Blood Wolf alone.

"At least get my Bahamut in..." he complained.

……

It was past nine o'clock in the evening.

Glenn, in his transformed state, walked into this special swampland.

His powerful hearing told him that there was an extremely lively gathering place of intelligent creatures inside.

He didn't try to hide and just walked in in werewolf form.

The people and other creatures around looked at this strange werewolf in surprise.

The reason why it was strange was that Glenn did not destroy like crazy like other werewolves, and he seemed to be able to communicate.

"Hey man, where are you from? You have such a unique look!"

A bearded man with scaly arms came over and spoke loudly.

"I'm here to look for someone I think you should know."

Glenn lowered his head and spoke in a voice like a devil.

"Looking for someone?" The bearded man was surprised that Glenn could speak, and then a sly look flashed in his eyes. "Tell me who you are looking for, and I can take you to find him."

For some reason, the surroundings became a little quiet.

Normally, the people around would discuss about Big Beard and Glenn in a whisper, but almost everyone here is quite strong, so everyone knows that their hearing is very good.

Even if the discussion is in a low voice, it may reveal some secrets that the parties involved do not want to be revealed, and cause unnecessary hatred.

So at this time people will consciously shut up and only communicate with their eyes.

Glenn didn't care about anything else and simply uttered a term: "Blood Wolf."

The bearded man's pupils trembled, and he was horrified. It turned out that this guy was the one who made the blood wolf like that. This meant that the werewolf in front of him was a powerful guy who he could not afford to offend.

He laughed dryly twice, "Haha, Blood Wolf, huh? I only remember that his residence is over there, as for whether he is there or not, I don't know."

He spoke and pointed in a direction.

"Thanks." Glenn said and continued walking.

At the same time, the minotaur who was fighting with a group of lizardmen in the casino suddenly stiffened. The detection magic it placed on the street discovered something.

He let go of the skinny lizardman in his hand, walked to the window, and immediately saw the conspicuous werewolf looking around on the street.

"He's really here." It muttered with a very serious expression, and immediately turned around and went downstairs.

Even when someone called out to it to continue playing, it had no time to respond.

Turning another street, the Minotaur carefully avoided the places where Glenn had passed and the areas he might have noticed, and came to the door of a tavern.

It pushed past the guests coming in and out and entered the tavern. It looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when it saw the familiar figure.

It was a very burly figure, with muscular body that made his clothes extremely tight.

When the minotaur came in front of him, an ugly fish face was revealed from the front.

"Delrock, guess what I saw? You'll be very interested."

The Minotaur seemed very happy and said this.

"You'd better say something useful. You disturbed me while I was eating. You know what will happen to you."

The fishman said calmly.

"A werewolf, a fourth-level wolf leader."

When the Minotaur said the word "werewolf", the murloc's eating gesture was a meal.

"So what? I'm looking for the Wolf King." The fishman still said dissatisfiedly.

"No, think about it. That's a werewolf with a strength close to level five. It must be a senior leader in the werewolf pack. It must know where the wolf king is hiding. You just need to catch it and torture it, and then you can find the wolf king, right?"

The minotaur's words obviously moved the murloc, and it stood up directly. Its height was as high as three meters and five. If the tavern was not specially designed and spacious enough, the murloc might have hit the beams above.

"That's it, go grab it." The Minotaur looked up and made a gesture of invitation.

The murloc just glanced at the minotaur and left the tavern without saying a word.

The Minotaur had a smile on his face. He knew how powerful this fishman was, and he also knew what the other party had been looking for.

This swamp murloc named Dellock has been seeking revenge on the old wolf king, who ate his wife and children, causing the murloc to suffer until now.

It can be used to deal with that strange werewolf.

"It's going to be a good show. The noise these two guys make will definitely alert the Swamp King. Then both of them will die, hehe..."

The Minotaur thought viciously and waited for a while before walking out the door.

On the street, Glenn could almost smell the scent of the black panther, but suddenly he felt a strong wind blowing towards him.

He skillfully dodged the impact of a huge, fishy-smelling monster by turning sideways.

The latter's entire body came to a sudden stop with the help of a stream of water, without causing any damage to the environment.

Delrock looked at this werewolf, who was obviously only level four, with a look of surprise. He didn't understand why the other party could so easily dodge the signature attack of this fishman who had just reached level five.

"What a strong fish." Glenn couldn't help but tease after seeing it clearly.

The werewolf's body was more than three meters six at this time. Although he was a little taller than the fishman, the opponent's muscles were too big and round, making him look even bigger.

The fishman had no intention of responding. Although he was surprised that the other party could speak, to him, the other party was just a weaker person than himself.

It just needs to make sure the werewolf is subdued without alerting the Swamp King, which won't be too difficult.

It knew what the minotaur was planning, but it came anyway.

Because its strength has made a leap forward.

As a layer of bubbles spread rapidly, it soon covered an area. Glenn felt a very strong resistance and it was extremely difficult for him to move.

The passers-by who were affected were unable to move.

"Do you think you can defeat me like this?" Glenn just said disdainfully, waiting for the fishman's attack.

The fishman didn't say much and pounced on him again at a speed faster than before.

Glenn lowered his body and slid his hands as if he were doing Tai Chi.

When the fishman touched Glenn's claws, he suddenly felt dizzy and was inexplicably thrown out of the area he created.