Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

In the royal palace of the Kingdom of Winter, the king has decided to find a way to contact the werewolf in the picture. He thinks this is a worthwhile attempt.

The ministers did not raise any objections.

After sending someone down to arrange this matter, everyone continued to focus on the battlefield.

The monster leader Leomo's sneer, which was clearly suppressing his anger, echoed across the battlefield:

"Hahaha... That's great. What race is that? Oh, a werewolf, huh? That's really great. You must think so too, right? Since it's so good, it shouldn't mind me changing the rules of the game, right?"

These words immediately made everyone on the human side realize that the other party was planning to do something extremely bad.

But this is not surprising, as the game was played in the opponent's home court, and there was no fairness from the beginning.

in the picture.

After Glenn killed the monster general, the space around the ruins began to slowly disappear, meaning that he and the few survivors could get out.

Defa and a group of people rushed into the ruins. When they saw Glenn, they all came forward with happy expressions.

Glenn did not let this group of people follow into the ruins. This level of battle was not something these people could participate in. If they were not careful, they would lose their lives.

"I can't believe you actually did it! Werewolf... Your Excellency, I think we should respect you even more. This is what the strong deserve."

A male knight said excitedly.

"Oh! Sir, are you in need of a servant? I am willing to serve you personally!"

The female knight's attitude changed again, and she regarded Glenn as an unattainable person.

Even if he is a werewolf, with the strength of level seven, he is still a big shot among big shots and deserves to be respected and followed.

Now almost no one believed the story that Glenn had just made up. It was impossible for a seventh-level god-like figure to fail to catch up with a fourth-level magician.

Anyway, they can't understand it with their thinking.

"Okay, after you get out, everyone just go your separate ways. If nothing unexpected happens, we probably won't meet again."

Glenn waved his hand, signaling him to stop flattering.

Defa did not speak until he found an opportunity to interrupt:

"After removing this relic, I believe the situation on the Winter Battlefield will be a little easier. I will find a way to get what the Winter Kingdom owes you."

Glenn looked down at the sexy magic aunt and said with a smile:

"Oh, that's so sweet of you, thank you."

This slightly joking remark also made Defa's lips curl slightly.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the ruins shook, and Glenn smelled something, and his heart shuddered.

Without any warning, he swung his claws at the disappearing pipe wall outside!

He tore a huge gap in the tube wall, which was no longer solid.

Defa and the others didn't know what was going on and were about to ask, but they saw Glenn throwing them all out of the pipe without saying a word.

At the moment when the torn gap was about to be restored, Defa only saw two portals appearing behind Glenn, and a figure was about to walk out of them.

In fact, there are four doors, but Germany and France didn't see them.

Outside the pipeline was a world of ice and snow, and a group of people fell in the snow in a mess.

"what happened?!"

A magician said in doubt.

"Just now I seemed to see... more monster generals appear..."

The female knight's eyes widened, and her mind was frightened by the scene she just caught a glimpse of.

She knelt in the snow, "Mr. Werewolf...it's over..."

Defa climbed up and slowly stretched out his hand, trying to touch the space barrier that had just disappeared.

In the end, she was overwhelmed by a feeling of powerlessness and could do nothing. This would be a lifelong demon in her heart.

On the other side of the winter battlefield.

"Despicable monsters! You can't beat them all so you just gang up on them? How shameless!"

"You have no chivalry at all! You are a monster who is only fit to live underground forever!"

Although they knew that the current situation was something that these monsters could do, the soldiers were still filled with anger.

However, the monster leader didn't care about this kind of harmless abuse, he just smiled and said:

"A performance will only be exciting if there is suspense. This werewolf is so powerful, so of course I have to arrange an 'equal' opponent. Only then can it be a qualified performance, right? Hehe..."

After hearing these words, the faces of several level seven figures were as gloomy as water.

Although it was a werewolf that had little to do with them, all their hatred had been drawn to these monsters, and they were unhappy to see them being so proud.

Only Fate's chest rose and fell for the first time. She didn't want the werewolf to die in that place.

Regardless of whether the last time he saved her was out of other purposes or it was just his nature, it was a life-saving grace.

I thought I would repay the favor when I had the chance, and then discuss other things.

She couldn't tell what she was feeling at the moment, but she felt very uncomfortable.

In the picture, four monster generals of different shapes stand in a row, facing a werewolf covered in black.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is a dead end.

The four monster generals and the audience outside the screen all thought that the werewolf would show cowardice and behave as if facing a formidable enemy.

At that time, the four generals will mock him and then join forces to brutally kill him.

But the werewolf said in an extremely arrogant tone: "Really? Isn't it good to be alive? Why are you rushing up here to die? Kneel down and beg for mercy now, and I can consider letting you die more easily."

The four monster generals, who originally had contempt and superiority in their eyes, froze, as if they thought they had just hallucinated.

Everyone outside the screen had a similar reaction.

Until someone couldn't help but say: "It's a real warrior!"

He behaved so arrogantly in the face of death. The heroic spirit that came over him instantly made the soldiers excited!

Including the people in the main city, the king and ministers in the palace.

"If I die in this manner, I will have no regrets."

A seventh-level knight sighed as he clenched his sword.

But they didn't know that although Glenn was not really afraid of death, he didn't think he would die here.

"The parasites on the ground are so ignorant and don't know the value of life. Are you trying to die faster by angering us like this? No, you will die in agony!"

A monster general with three arms and four wings sneered and spoke.

Another monster general holding a long sword uttered a few simple syllables:

"You, embrace death."

But Glenn was too lazy to talk nonsense with them. There was a bang from his body, and black smoke mixed with flames exploded, leaving the scene in absolute darkness.

The monster generals were not panicked. After all, they did not rely mainly on vision to find targets, so they were not afraid even in the dark.

However, this was not ordinary black smoke. As the unique corrosive power of the curse was stimulated, the monster generals felt as if they were bitten by mosquitoes all over their bodies.

Although it did no harm, it greatly disturbed their concentration.