Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

The scene in front of him was plunged into complete darkness, but Glenn did not panic. His body quickly adapted to the changes and fought back by reversing his movements.

The power of the Spear of Truth and the Shield of Truth was activated. He originally wanted to use their power to break the black fog that enveloped him, but the performance of the objects in his hands far exceeded his imagination.

Just the light emitted by the spear and the shield instantly dispelled all the sense of disharmony, and all the clones escaped together.

Before they could even utter a cry of surprise, millions of clones launched the most violent counterattack against the surrounding black fog.

Faintly, an angry and complaining voice could be heard, "Truth! Why did your power item appear in the hands of a werewolf!?"

The figure still sitting on the high-back chair made a sound of gritting teeth, but did not directly answer Heimu's question.

Glenn's attack continued, and the black mist changed into countless shapes, almost all of which were related to disorder. Although Glenn took them all, his brain was almost a mess.

Even though his spirit was now extremely strong, he still couldn't stand such a high frequency operation.

This is when he controls so many clones.

As if realizing that Glenn could not be captured in this way in a short period of time, the black mist figure felt embarrassed and decided to mobilize more forces.

All of a sudden, Glenn's pressure increased dramatically. He didn't know when, strange red spots appeared on his body, making the curse unusually sluggish.

Even with the help of the Spear of Truth and the Shield of Truth, he gradually fell into a disadvantage, but his opponent did not use his full strength, and so did he.

All the clones were seen gradually approaching the main body. The black mist figure naturally noticed this and wanted to stop it, but it was difficult to do so under the current situation.

"Upside down, you are careless."

The reminder sound came from a high-back chair in the sky, but I didn't know which one it was.

Glenn also learned the name of the guy he was fighting.

Upside down? The God of Upside Down? ... He guessed this in his mind.

The being called Upside Down seemed to realize that something was wrong, but it was too late.

At the same moment, Glenn controlled all his clones to open their mouths and exhale a powerful breath containing the power of the magic dragon like a fountain.

The inverted and illusory body was directly pierced with countless holes, from which countless substances unique to the divine silkworm's molt escaped.

This was nothing for Diando, but losing face in front of the other gods was what it could not accept the most.

I originally thought it was just an ordinary mythical creature and I only needed to mobilize one-third of my strength to defeat it easily. Even if the opponent was equipped with two items that could restrain me, it would only be slightly troublesome.

But now, judging from the various performances during the fight, the other guys must have been hiding information from him.

It is the God of Reversal, and it has no believers on the continent. It has been sleeping all this time. It only took part in this operation because of an ancient agreement. However, the easiest part of the plan actually laid a trap for it.

Damn it! When my church develops in the future, I must regain my face today! ... The God of Inversion said hatefully in his heart.

Seeing that even the werewolf was looking at him provocatively, the God of Reversal could no longer bear it and was ready to mobilize all his strength to suppress him.

But at this moment, the voices of other gods molting came from behind:

"Alright, it's time to end the game. There's no time to waste. This werewolf still has a trump card to play."

As the voice fell, all the high-backed chairs in the sky disappeared, and were replaced by four huge shadows that seemed to be thousands of feet high in the sky. The ground that Glenn was standing on seemed to be a toy that could be easily destroyed in the hands of these beings.

The God of Reversal left behind a trace of resentment and unwillingness and disappeared from Glenn's sight, turning into the fifth phantom in the sky.

Without further ado, Glenn felt the elements wailing, space distorting, the rules disordered, and everything was about to be annihilated.

Even with the ninth level of strength, in the current situation, it is like a small boat on a stormy sea, which will capsize if hit by the slightest wave!

Although Glenn's face was more solemn than ever before, he did not show any fear.

He was very sure that the main target of these guys was definitely not him, but the dragon. Dealing with him was just a side job. The reason they were so eager to kill him as a variable must be due to some external link.

Glenn still remembered the roar of the dragon he heard a moment before he was pulled in here, and he didn't know what he saw, heard or felt.

That's what makes it make that sound.

Just as the curse in Glenn's body began to boil and he was ready to give it a try, a tiny red hole suddenly opened up beside him and the Septic Queen crawled out of it.

This scene stunned Glenn and even the five shadows in the sky.

This guy can actually break through my space by himself?! ... This was the first thought that popped into Glenn's mind.

This carrier of gods, who should have only the fragile body of an ordinary mortal, looked up at the sky with a cold gaze, and a layer of red gauze covered his naked body.

She said with murderous intent, "You are just a few gods' silkworm molts, and you actually treat my home as a battlefield!?"

He didn't know why, but Glenn felt a frightening anger from this simple sentence.

at the same time.

Kingdom of Zen, the royal capital.

A huge shadow loomed over the sky above the royal capital. It was the silhouette of a giant dragon, with its broad fleshy wings fully spread out, actually covering the entire mega city of more than 5,000 square kilometers!

Of course, the dragon's body cannot be so big. This is the effect of projection magic.

Below, countless civilians looked up at the sky in horror. They seemed to have forgotten to escape and just stared at the scene.

In the royal palace area, under the leadership of the Supreme Sorcerer, the kingdom's strongest fighters gathered and vowed to protect the royal family.

They have recognized the owner of the shadow above, who is absolutely invincible to them, but they will not retreat.

"What is it doing?"

A seventh-level old knight asked.

No one answered because no one knew the answer.

If any of them could fly high into the sky, they would see an extremely shocking scene.

The dragon's body was crawling with silver-white monsters, gnawing at its body frantically. Meteorites were falling from high above like a natural disaster, bombarding the dragon's back with the most powerful force.

The completely mad dragon somehow managed to spread its wings and guard here, spewing dragon breath in all directions again and again, destroying the waves of monsters that kept pouring in from afar.

The two dragon masters and other dragons were also fighting hard in the surroundings, but the attacking monster army was not only terrifying in number, but also extremely difficult to kill, as they were highly immune to both physical and magical attacks.

Although the dragon's scales cannot be broken by such things, this is the calculation of the gods, and the dragons dare not be careless.