"Escape from disaster? You scare me." Glenn suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

What kind of disaster would be so earth-shattering and tear-jerking that it could cause the gods to collectively avoid disaster?! …

The forest will slowly explained:

"I also inferred this from many extremely subtle details and some historical doubts. Last time I confronted the God of Truth, I tried to test him, but he did not deny it."

"Don't you know what kind of disaster it is?" Glenn looked solemn.

"I don't know. I can only ask the gods."

"The gods enjoy the offerings of their believers, but run away without leaving any clues? This is really realistic..." Glenn's tone was full of contempt.

"After hearing this information, what are your plans?" the Forest Will asked again.

Glenn lowered his eyes, thinking for a long time like a stone statue, and finally smiled helplessly, "What else can I plan? I should eat and drink. If the so-called world-destroying disaster really comes, I will struggle if I can, and I will die with everyone else if I can't."

After saying these words, he no longer worried about the end of the world. We all have one life to live, and this life was given to us by chance. There is nothing to be unsatisfied with.

"You've let it go so quickly. What a strange yet admirable character you have."

The forest will said this, not sure whether it was a complaint or a compliment.

Glenn smiled an evil smile again, "But when the time comes, I will definitely have to pull a few annoying gods down to help us through this difficult time."

After hearing this, the Forest Will was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled for the first time, "Heh... I wonder how they would react if they heard what you said."

……

Snowflakes were flying, and the big news that happened on the battlefield in the Kingdom of Winter eventually spread to every major country on the continent.

On a floating island called Sky Wing, there is an intelligence agency jointly established by multiple countries.

It collects extremely secret files from all over the world, and also has today's most advanced investigative techniques, props and methods.

On a huge cylindrical display stand, the three-dimensional model of Glenn, a level 7 werewolf, floated in the air and slowly rotated in a waving claw posture.

This model is a one-to-one restoration, accurate to every detail of the hair.

The dense crowds of figures in white robes walked and stopped below the stage, as if they were always busy.

"After the one hundred and thirty-eighth calculation, the result has passed the standard deviation. The accurate value of this werewolf has been revealed!"

An old man in a white robe stepped on a ball of wind and shouted as he came to a young man under the display stand.

The man also wore a white robe, but it was more exquisite and gorgeous, showing his high status.

He took the magic data sheet handed over by the old man and scanned it all at a glance.

"The value is so high? Excluding the value weakened by the blue light, can it increase so much? It's almost catching up with the war maniac in the Tanks Kingdom. This combat power is already the second strongest in the seventh level of the continent. It's really terrifying."

Hearing the man's words, the old man beside him said hurriedly:

"Mr. Liaison Officer, in fact, according to our experts' analysis, this werewolf's overall strength is probably far beyond that of the War Maniac."

The man called the liaison frowned. "Do you think his ridiculous fighting skills will be effective against the war maniac? Don't forget that the madman's attack is unavoidable."

Faced with doubts, the old man explained calmly:

"That's right, sir. The strength of this werewolf is not only due to its clever fighting skills, but also its unfathomable fighting mentality. Of course, this is not the reason why we judge it to be stronger than the War Maniac. After continuous analysis, we have speculated that this werewolf is likely to have hidden more strength."

"It still has reservations in that situation? Are you guys mistaken? If it still has reservations, it means it has no doubts about taking down the four monster generals. It's too confident."

The contact person looked incredulous.

"This is the conclusion we reached after analyzing various details and divination. It is really good at hiding. Also, it hardly uses the Flame Fang on its wrist. That is a powerful item that all demons treasure!"

The old man's tone became slightly excited.

The two fell into silence, the only sound being the people working around them.

Finally, the contact only asked: "Are you sure these conclusions are credible?"

"Ninety percent sure!"

"Well, I will send the latest Gromen world rankings to all countries. Haha, that warmongering devil might go crazy after seeing this."

The Gromen World Ranking is a list created by this joint organization that ranks the strength of extraordinary people below level eight. Only the top leaders of each country know it.

It is of great significance for all countries to understand these powerful individuals who can influence the war situation.

This newly released list was handed over to the top leaders of major countries in just two days.

Everyone's reaction at first sight was one of surprise.

They believed that people from Sky Wing would not spread false information, so the changes in rankings were most likely true.

For a moment, the level seven experts from various countries were dumbfounded.

They had seen the werewolf's battle scene, and to be honest, it was indeed amazing, but it definitely couldn't be ranked first.

Many level seven extraordinary people began to frequently interact with each other, almost all for the werewolf of mysterious origin on the ranking.

"To be honest, I don't think that werewolf can be compared to the War Maniac. If we exclude the weakening effect of the blue light, I feel that it should be about the same as Andrew of the Spear of Punishment."

"I have seen the War Maniac. He is absolutely invincible. As soon as he appears, the whole world seems to dim. You cannot understand the feeling of oppression. This werewolf is far inferior to him!"

"Don't fight so hard. That hot-tempered God of War must have seen this ranking. He won't allow anyone to be ahead of him. Just wait, the werewolves will be in trouble soon."

Similar conversations kept appearing in various high-level and hidden places. Level seven warriors were generally wasting time meaninglessly, and it was rare for them to find interesting topics, so they participated very actively.

Unlike these bigwigs, the scenes on the winter battlefield were conveyed to the common people, greatly changing people's views on the alien race of werewolves.

Admiring the strong is the nature of many people, and Glenn's strength and calmness have won him a large number of fans.

On the conical roof of a tall building, the witch Avisha, dressed in torn linen clothes, looked at the battlefield scene she had recorded in front of her.

The werewolf's figure is reflected in the bright eyes in the shadow under the hood.

The corners of her mouth were always curved in a beautiful way, which showed how good her mood was.

Mr. Werewolf, you really gave me a big surprise. Contacting you is the best decision I have ever made... The witch thought to herself and murmured:

"If possible, my great hatred may be avenged. What can I give you in exchange, Mr. Werewolf?"

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