Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

"No! You can't do this to me!"

In his anxiety and fear, Yellon's body actually changed again.

It began to swell, the green lines deepened and became more eerie, and the bone spurs on its back grew more exaggerated.

However, even with such changes, the metal shackles still showed no signs of damage, and only adjusted slightly according to the size of the object being bound.

The woman in white showed an expression of great surprise, with golden light in her eyes as she said, "There are changes! This is amazing! Hurry up and record it! You idiots! Move quickly!"

The Holy Spirit Family researchers present moved around quickly and efficiently, each clearly defining their own responsibilities, like an efficiently functioning machine.

……

Bayek, home of the Black Crows.

Glenn and Black Crow stood in front of a round object that looked like an altar. The surface of the object was flashing with a cold white light, making their faces look unusually eerie.

These days, Glenn has been worrying about how to deliver the head of the half-succubus to the Holy Spirit Family.

I couldn't think of a reliable solution for the time being, so I tried to ask for help.

According to the original plan, if there was no channel with the people he knew in real life, then he would ask the flower god for help.

However, he didn't expect that the first person he asked for help solved the problem.

The Black Crow has something called the Universal Sacrifice Altar, which can be used to sacrifice things to a being with faith and offerings.

Although the Holy Spirit Family does not believe in God, they are closely united with a faith that is no weaker than that of believers in God, so they can use the universal sacrificial altar to send "gifts".

Of course, this so-called universal sacrificial altar also has many limitations, such as items cannot be overly special, and the cooling time of the altar is extremely long.

But fortunately, what Glenn wants to do is not within the restrictions, and the half-succubus's head is now just an ordinary dead object.

"There's no problem with the altar preheating. It should still be usable."

Black Crow said in a cold tone.

Glenn breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. He had heard that this thing had been placed in the utility room for a hundred years, and he was really worried that it would no longer be usable.

He turned around and said, "That's good. Please help me prepare it. I want to send it to them now."

Black Crow nodded and was about to act when he suddenly heard his wife's voice:

"Wait a moment."

Glenn and Black Crow turned their heads at the same time to look at the closed door, waiting for the other's next words.

"I've heard something about the Holy Spirit Family." Legila said softly, "A friend once mentioned something about the current head of the Holy Spirit Family. I remember it was about some interesting anecdotes about her birthday. I calculated it and when I heard the news, my friend revealed that the head's birthday was April 1st, which is two days from now."

Glenn quickly understood what Mrs. Legila meant. Wouldn't it be more effective if this gift was given on the other person's birthday?

"Then send it in two days." Glenn looked at Black Crow and said.

The latter nodded, and then pointed to the altar, "Do you want to take this back?"

"Stay here, I'll come back when the time comes. I won't be using it anyway."

After Glenn refused, he left the half-succubus's head at Black Crow's house and politely left.

As soon as I stepped into my own yard, a familiar voice came from the villa next door:

"Glenn, can you come over here for a moment?"

It was Nalus, the little girl lying on the balcony, waving at him.

A moment later, Glenn appeared in front of the other party.

The little girl smiled at Glenn and said, "Sorry, did I take up your time?"

"No, I've been pretty free lately."

Glenn smiled as well.

Then he asked curiously: "Where is Zi Mo? Why is he not at home?"

As soon as Glenn walked into the villa, he sensed that Zi Mo was not there, and he was very surprised.

That daughter slave would not let his precious daughter be handed over to his own servant, not to mention that the other party knew that there was a powerful werewolf next door.

Little did he know that the Purple Demon kept his daughter here because he knew how powerful Glenn was.

"I came to you to talk about my father." Nalusi showed worry on her face. "My mother seems to have an accident. She wrote to ask my father to go there quickly. It must be dangerous. My father won't take me with him, but as a daughter, how can I watch them get into trouble? So, Mr. Glenn, I know you are very capable, can you help me?"

Glenn laughed. "Of course that's no problem."

Seeing Nalus's lovely smile, Glenn hesitated for a moment and asked:

"I've always been curious about why your father and mother don't live together. Do they have any conflicts? It's okay if it's inconvenient to answer."

The little girl in the wheelchair felt a little sad when she heard this, and said softly:

"Actually, I have an older brother. A long time ago, my father took my brother to the Boundless Sea for vacation. But for some reason, my father and my brother had a quarrel, and my father was furious and locked my brother in a dungeon in the Boundless Sea.

"It was nothing, but for some reason, when Dad wanted to release my brother, he disappeared. That's how the relationship between Mom and Dad became like this."

"I can't find it no matter how hard I try?" Glenn asked curiously.

Nalus shook her head. "Later, my mother used her own power to find my brother, but..."

At this point, she seemed a little reluctant to mention it, "But my brother has become an ugly monster. It turns out that he believed in an evil god at some point and became a follower of the evil god who did all kinds of evil. When my father locked him up in the dungeon, he escaped with the help of other believers."

"What did your mother do afterwards?"

"Mom was very angry and wanted to take my brother back, but the enemy was very powerful. If Dad hadn't arrived in the end, she would have died at the hands of my brother."

The little girl was trying hard to hold back her tears. She couldn't imagine how desperate and miserable she must feel when her beloved relative attacked her without mercy.

"So your brother is still alive now?" Glenn squatted down, gently touched the little girl's head and asked.

Nalus nodded silently.

After getting the answer, an inexplicable light flashed in Glenn's eyes.

Perhaps he could make Nalus's brother change back to normal, as long as he used his curse to tamper with the boy's memory and instill some positive values ​​in him, so that the family could be reunited.

However, Glenn was still very unhappy about the boy killing his own mother. After he was done, he would let the boy live in remorse and self-blame and make compensation to his mother.

As for that evil cult, of course they were all killed.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt much clearer in my mind and couldn't wait to implement it.

"Nelus, what is the name of the evil cult that harmed your brother?"

The little girl's voice was a little choked up, "Bone-Breaking Cult."