Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Even though the five gods, Canmoe, had the same experience as the main body, they were shocked by what was happening.

The three hundred meter tall werewolf was already huge enough, but the two monsters that emerged from behind it were even more exaggerated, especially the thing with green fur. As soon as it appeared, its lower body sank into the ground due to its excessive mass.

The other green-haired wolf has twenty-four arms, including arms under his ribs and on his back!

Its eyes are even more bizarre, with circles and circles of threads that seem to want to take in everything it sees, sinking it into a terrifying world like an abyss.

The mere appearance of the two monsters had already dispersed the combined moves of the five divine silkworm shells!

"What on earth is this?..." Even the Septic Queen looked as if she was greatly surprised, her mouth opening and closing cutely, which was totally inconsistent with her character.

Glenn didn't expect this result. His 300-meter height seemed so small in front of the two younger brothers he summoned.

He didn't know what chemical reaction had occurred, but now was not the time to continue to be surprised. He immediately ordered his two younger brothers to deal with the five guys in the sky as soon as possible.

After receiving the order, the blue-haired wolf and the green-haired wolf struggled symbolically, and then launched the terrifying power of this level. The two wolves appeared directly on the periphery of the divine silkworm's molt.

The green-haired wolf surrounded the target with its twenty-four long arms, forming a space like an octagonal cage.

The blue-haired wolf raised his fist as big as a mountain, and a brutal look burst out from his hollow eyes.

"There is no time to waste, give it your all!"

A god named Cantui who looked like a crocodile said this in a slightly gloomy tone.

The Septic Queen looked at the scene where Yu Bosi was controlled in the green-armed cage, and suddenly turned to look at the huge wolf head dripping with golden solution, and asked:

"Why don't you let the green wolf join the battle?"

Glenn simply replied, "Isn't this your home? It's not good to cause damage in someone else's home."

“You!…” The Bloodthirsty Queen turned her head with an extremely unnatural look and gritted her teeth and said, “Don’t think that if you please me like this, I will let you go in the future…”

Glenn didn't say anything else. He wasn't even paying attention to the world-destroying battle above. He was just trying to find a way to leave here.

Even though this independent world is difficult for him to see through with his current eyes, what he has to do is to find the one where the continent is located among countless spatial coordinates.

This is much more difficult than imagined, not only because of the number of coordinates to choose from, but also because of the energy consumed each time the mind searches.

Glenn only tried for half a minute before decisively giving up and asking the Septic Queen:

"How do you leave your house?"

The Sepsis Queen had just begun to concentrate on observing the battle above. Upon hearing this, she looked at Glenn with a strange look, as if to say, I thought you knew.

But she still explained: "The five guys above have planted coordinate seeds here. We can only leave after defeating them."

Glenn spat upon hearing that, picked up his spear and huge shield and was ready to kill.

Suddenly, he remembered the medal given to him by Mayor Bayek, saying that it could point out the direction of the town.

He immediately took out the medal with his mind and activated it. A piece of information immediately appeared in Glenn's mind.

Found it! ... He was immediately delighted.

……

In the kingdom of the goddess of peace.

The Messenger of Peace, who looked like an old man in white, was observing the situation in the capital of the Kingdom of Zen through the Eye of Truth.

His brows were always furrowed.

Suddenly, as if he sensed something, he turned around and saluted the temple behind him with his left shoulder, "You are back, my Lord."

A clear female voice echoed in this bright world like heaven:

"My messenger, you go to the Earth God Capital and try your best to persuade the Earth Will to give up this action."

"Follow your will, my Lord."

Without any hesitation, the Messenger of Peace agreed to the order, opened a door of light in front of him and walked in.

When the figure disappeared, a little girl's voice immediately rang out: "Sister, don't they listen to your advice?"

After a moment of silence, the Goddess of Peace said:

"They believe that the threat posed by the dragon to peace is immense, and sacrificing a small number of people is worth it..."

"But the dragon should have left the continent. They used a trick to lure it back!"

The little girl's voice was indignant.

"It has already happened, but unfortunately we found out too late. Everything is already doomed..."

The Goddess of Peace said a little tiredly.

"But didn't you say that the werewolf could break all this? He will definitely succeed! Right?"

The little girl asked hopefully.

"They even used up their precious silkworm molts. That child may never come back..."

"They don't deserve to be true gods! They clearly enjoy the faith of the mainland people, but they only care about their own lives. Now they are going to kill so many people in order to eliminate their enemies! I'm so angry!..."

The little girl's final tone was filled with grievance.

……

The sky above the continent was gradually covered by black and red clouds. Only the immortals who had experienced the Age of Demon Dragons knew that this was the unique appearance of the world during the period when the Demon Dragons were wreaking havoc.

The evil dragon, Atocanstin, who tore the earth apart, brought endless suffering, and was feared by all races, is about to return.

The hardest-hit area was naturally the Kingdom of Zen. Even though the dragon had a bit of rationality deep in its soul that intended to protect the world below, the pollution still spread to the entire kingdom.

The people of Zen's capital city are all experiencing varying degrees of dragonization. The only thing to be thankful for is that they still have thoughts, and dragonization will deprive them of some of their emotions, making the chaos less and less.

This is the result of the strong men in the kingdoms above filtering through layer by layer with their own power.

The strongest genius of the Knights Templar branch in this city, who has reached level six, slammed the guardrail with his Divine Sword. "Damn you gods! Wait until I break the seal! I will settle accounts with you one by one!"

On the wide balcony of a luxurious mansion, Illya propped her chin up with her hand, raised her sexy little buttocks and looked at the black and red clouds in the sky, and said in distress:

"What a pity, Flower God! If your messenger had been smart enough to be controlled by me, he wouldn't have been destroyed. Look at you. Not only have you been locked up, but what you've done over the years has become a joke..."

As she spoke, her expression suddenly became extremely gloomy. She gritted her teeth and said, "Why can't you be like us? Why are you still so pure?... Even the messenger you found is just as hateful! He also makes me..."

The dragon's roar became clearer and clearer, and the sound waves that were originally blocked began to sweep across the earth.

Let Illya's last words be lost in it.

As the dragon's power gradually increased, those silver-white monsters also began to upgrade.

The goal of these cannon fodder is not to harm the dragon, that is simply impossible.

They have only one purpose, which is to constantly stimulate the dragon's wrath!

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[I plan to write at least 700 chapters of this book, so please don’t have the illusion that it is finished. ]