Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

After a while, the ragged figure questioned, "But even the original werewolf didn't have such ability!"

Glenn smiled, "Was the original werewolf a werewolf?"

These words silenced the ragged figure.

The werewolf ancestor here actually refers to the person who created the werewolf race, not the first werewolf in history.

Moreover, the most powerful werewolf that has ever appeared in history was only level six, and it was said that he was forcibly promoted to that level by the ancestor, so no one knows what abilities the werewolves have above level six.

Until Glenn showed up.

Perhaps believing Glenn's words, the ragged figure suddenly stood up, then knelt down in front of Glenn and shouted, "I! Princess of the Attila Kingdom, Galanovia, beg you! Help me!"

Glenn did not stop it. If he did not accept the kneeling, the other party would feel even more uncomfortable due to such a great favor.

"Okay, I accept your request, get up," he said gently.

A breeze blew by, and the tattered figure let out a slight sobbing sound.

At this time, the farmers who were busy in the fields suddenly saw a dark cloud appear in the distant sky. There was no thunder, only flashes of red light.

After watching for a long time and seeing that there was no sign of the birds coming this way, the farmers bent down and continued working.

Glenn and the tattered figure stood in an even emptier field, and they were not the only ones there.

Countless evil spirits that could be seen with the naked eye were floating around them in an orderly manner.

The princess of the fallen country had taken off the covering on her head and face, revealing a face that looked like it had been corroded by sulfuric acid. She was hugging several evil spirits and telling them about her years of grievances.

Glenn watched with a slight curl of his lips, acting as a quiet spectator.

"My poor child! What have you been through? Why did you become like this?" A beautiful female evil spirit covered her mouth and shed tears that disappeared with the wind.

"It's because we put too much pressure on you that you shouldn't have to bear, that's why it turned out like this! We don't blame you!"

Said the old man with a long beard who looked like the king.

"Everything will be fine. Seeing you is the greatest happiness for me!" said the princess of the fallen country, choking with sobs.

In addition to this place, thousands of other evil spirits were also talking to each other, crying, laughing, and fighting.

The evil spirit energy in the wilderness was so strong that all the animals around were scared away.

"It was this powerful gentleman who reunited us, and we have him to thank!"

After she finished her talk, the princess of the fallen country did not forget Glenn, her great benefactor, and said to her parents and brothers and sisters.

Several royal evil spirits immediately looked at Glenn, saluted together, and said what they thought was the best way to express their gratitude.

Glenn waved his hand and said, "You are evil spirits now, but you can ask the princess to find a body for each of you. It shouldn't be difficult for her. Or you can keep it like this and form a soul country. It's not impossible."

His curse did not have any negative effects. Apart from having some additional characteristics that only souls have, these evil spirits had almost no impact and their lives would not be difficult.

However, their lifespan is not infinite. The curse that supports them will gradually fade over time, and when it disappears completely, their lifespan will be over.

Glenn could certainly extend their lifespan, but that would be another expense.

"We would rather be normal people. From now on, you will be the supreme ruler of our kingdom. You can give us orders at any time."

The king said firmly.

The other evil spirits did not object.

Glenn was a little surprised that the other party would say that. Although what he did was a great favor, for a king who once held the highest power, favor and power were not necessarily equal.

He couldn't figure it out, so he didn't bother thinking about it, so he nodded and said, "I understand."

Thousands of evil spirits could notice every move here, and the moment Glenn nodded, they all seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Glenn was even more baffled.

Not to mention him, even the princess of the kingdom didn't understand why her father was so willing to do that.

"Okay, go find your place to stay. There are still many unowned lands on this continent, so don't worry about not being able to find them."

Glenn said finally.

"We'll tell you once we're settled."

The princess of the fallen country said this before leaving.

Glenn nodded.

No one knew what kind of magic the princess of the fallen country used, but she easily collected thousands of evil souls into a container and then rode away on the white wolf.

……

Bayek.

A long line of freight wagons stretched from Glenn's farm to the road outside the woods outside Bayek.

These small groups are the pickup teams of restaurants and taverns in the main city that have reached cooperation with Glenn during the winter.

But more of them were other merchants who got the news from somewhere and knew that the livestock produced here were of extremely high quality, so they came from far away.

Of course, Glenn's small farm couldn't afford to feed so many people, so no one else bought anything except what had been agreed upon at the beginning.

Rejecting these people was equivalent to rejecting money that was delivered to his door. Glenn didn't know how painful it was, but for the sake of long-term development, he had no choice but to do so.

This also made him decide to expand the farm again.

It just so happened that he heard that Gotaya's mother, the beautiful high priestess, would be back soon, so Glenn decided to discuss it with her.

After all, it was thanks to the high priest of the forest elves that Glenn's farm became what it is today.

While discussing magic with the little Lolita next door and looking forward to the return of the high priest, life is quite fulfilling.

It would be better if Mr. Purple Demon, who always stares at Glenn with murderous eyes in the dark, could disappear.

During a farm inspection, a worker saw Glenn and seemed to suddenly remember something. He came up to Glenn and said:

"Mr. Glenn, I forgot to tell you something. When it was still snowing, the girls who often came here to play came to see you, but you were not there. They said they were going to college and came to say goodbye to you. They asked me to tell you, but I forgot."

"No wonder I haven't seen them. It turns out they left." Glenn nodded thoughtfully.

He remembered that when he went to hunt down the blood wolf, he met a little girl named Martha at the port. She was also in the same school as Leila and the others.

When we met, the girl also said she wanted to go to college.

Leila and her friends also left at this time. It seemed that they were from the same class, but Martha left early, while Leila and her friends chose to leave when school was about to start.

"Alas, we won't see many lively young people anymore." Glenn sighed.

Thinking about the scene of a few young girls and boys playing on their own farm with innocent faces, I feel a little melancholy.

But it's just a short while, it's not a life-and-death separation, we will see each other again in the future.

Just as he was about to go home, he suddenly saw the tall, hunched, slovenly figure walking towards him.

That corrupt believer, the guy who is said to be able to forge divine weapons.

Seeing that the other party was still in that sloppy look, Glenn knew that he didn't listen to what he said last time.

But there was no other way, so he went forward to meet it.