Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Seeing the terrifying aura coming, the man in black who had just spoken just uttered a short cry and quickly dodged.

When he turned around, the werewolf had disappeared into the horizon.

The few people who intercepted him reacted quickly and chased after him at full speed.

However, Glenn's speed was far beyond their imagination, and his aura was gradually out of their perception range.

"We can't let it go like this!" a deep male voice shouted.

Then, a person who seemed to be his companion used an unknown magic, and his speed instantly increased several times, slowly leaving the others behind.

The method to increase speed is not only possessed by these two people, but those who could speed up failed to keep up for various reasons. Instead, they stopped and gave up and left.

Those who were still trying to catch up were unable to catch up and could only greet Glenn with the most unpleasant swear words to them.

But the real host, Glenn, didn't have time to waste with these guys. He just stopped thinking there would be something worth noting, but when he heard the man's words, he knew he was trying to recruit him, so there was nothing to say.

He destroyed another teleportation point casually and rushed to the next place where the breath appeared without stopping.

Although he was confident in his mark, he was after all a direct subordinate of a god, so it would be best to resolve the issue as quickly as possible.

He didn't care about the two auras that were following him. If they were still there after he killed the Father of Truth, he would give the two guys a few minutes to speak.

At this time, in the true headquarters of the Church of Truth, the sacrifice ceremony of the Father of Truth had been going on for some time.

Unlike the feeling in his memory, this sacrificial ceremony gave him a very strange feeling, and various phenomena that had never appeared in other sacrificial ceremonies always occurred.

For example, a few strange arcs of electricity would occasionally jump out of the magic circle, the sacrifice would twitch or make meaningless whispers, etc.

The Father of Truth himself felt as if phlegm was stuck in his throat.

Although the flow of magic power may occasionally get stuck, there is no problem overall and it will definitely succeed... If the Godfather of Truth still has sweat glands, then his face should be covered in sweat at this moment.

And if there is a second person here, he will find that behind its huge shadow cast by the magic circle there is a silhouette of a werewolf with a sinister smile and spreading its claws, as if ready to pounce on its shadow at any time.

After the opening ceremony, it cut off contact with other members of the church, so it had no idea how serious the situation was.

A huge pool of water filled with foul smell and thick filth was drained away by Glenn's great power, and the last teleportation point was destroyed by it in one blow.

Suddenly, the taste of his mark changed. It was a little hazy before, but this time it had more of a real feel.

It’s over... It turned into black wind again and its speed increased again, with a sonic boom piercing the air!

The headquarters of the Church of Truth is revealed in a remote valley. Everything around it is blessed by hidden magic circles. They are confident that even if the church headquarters enters reality now, it will not be easily found.

But the werewolf who came to cause trouble could not be guessed by common sense, and the feeling of uneasiness could not be eliminated at all.

However, when the alarm sounded, the core members of the Church of Truth could not help but reveal expressions of despair, and they begged their gods for salvation with great piety.

"The God of Truth will not abandon us! We will fight for the Lord to the end! We will definitely go to the Kingdom of Truth after we die! We don't have to be afraid!"

"It's just an eighth-level werewolf! We have the Spear of Truth! We have the Shield of Truth! As long as our strongest warriors are equipped with these, we will be able to defeat the enemy! Long live the truth!"

"Long live the truth!"

After a brief period of depression, the fearless warriors of the Church of Truth stepped forward.

In this era when the Church of Truth is not affiliated with the kingdom, these warriors have been sleeping since ancient times. When they wake up, their lifespans will disappear like quicksand, and they will only be awakened when it comes to life and death.

And now is the moment of life and death.

They wore armor imbued with powerful divine power, held divine weapons in their hands, and there was no fear or retreat in their eyes. Their lives had long been dedicated to the God of Truth, and now they were just fulfilling their previous oaths.

Glenn had already seen through the layers of magic barriers and sensed the building located in the deep valley. He rubbed his hands in the air, leaving a long red cut.

The army of wolf monsters is pouring down!

The Knights of the Church of Truth, who had been prepared for a long time, let out a hoarse war cry and rushed towards the dark army of wolf monsters along the long path constructed by magic.

Glenn also faced off against a level eight warrior, who was not only extremely powerful, but also possessed two extremely powerful items.

The spear's attack power could easily pierce his reinforced fur, and the four-diamond shield could absorb all of its attacks, even the most terrifying purple flame of the Flame Fang.

The fierce battle between the two sides was like in the myth, where the army of gods fought against thousands of demons from hell, but the church warriors that looked like gods were charging from the bottom to the top, while the wolf monsters that looked like demons were attacking from the top to the bottom!

This collision lasted less than half an hour, and the spreading air waves and shock waves turned the surrounding terrain upside down.

The churchgoers who did not have the strength to take part in the battle could only watch this battle that concerned their survival through the magic of the Eye of Observation, and constantly pray for those brave warriors in their hearts.

When they saw the warriors who were highly expected suppress the powerful enemy from the very beginning, they felt indescribable excitement in their hearts and couldn't help but shout and cheer for them.

But they were happy too soon, because the werewolf's methods were far more complicated than they seemed.

Perhaps it was because he had slept for too long or lacked combat experience, but the warrior holding the church's most powerful offensive weapon and toughest defensive item gradually fell into the opponent's rhythm.

The attacks were seen through time and time again, and the moves were cracked one by one by the werewolf using corresponding skills or methods.

Anyone could see that the fighter who had the upper hand at the beginning was going to lose.

"No! This is impossible!" A believer jumped up with his eyes wide open, gasping for breath.

"Truth Defenders! Fight back quickly! Don't let that werewolf get too arrogant!"

Another believer roared.

They didn't want to believe the result because it didn't make any sense.

A warrior holding the Spear of Truth and the Shield of Truth is enough to defeat an ordinary Knight King. Even the Godfather of Truth dare not touch it.

How could a level eight werewolf that evolved from a mere evil creature possibly possess such combat power?

But the final result still evolved in the direction they least wanted to see.

With a scream mixed with anger, unwillingness, and fear, the warrior known as the Defender of Truth vomited blood and flew backwards. The Spear of Truth and the Shield of Truth also fell into the hands of the werewolf!