Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

All eyes were fixed on the curse that Glenn poured into the pit, not knowing what would happen.

I don’t know how long it took, but just when everyone thought it would be a long wait, changes finally occurred.

Everyone present had extremely sensitive perceptions and could detect a slight tremor in the mist in the air, as if the world was shaking.

Glenn smiled and said suddenly, "That's enough. You guys step back a bit."

Purple Devil, Alyssa, and the monsters all retreated.

A soul-shaking roar came from the pit, and a giant beast made entirely of bones rushed out of the pit.

No one knew what kind of creature this corpse belonged to. Its body was like a centipede, with countless limbs, and its skull was shaped like a cat. Dark blue soul fire flickered in its eye sockets.

The monster roared angrily at Glenn, cursing as it uttered curses. It was almost driven crazy by this disgusting thing.

"This is Garoye! The legendary incarnation of death!" exclaimed the Swamp King.

After this reminder, everyone had an impression, including Glenn.

Not only in the books, he would occasionally see the shadows of monsters like this when he was killing in real life.

And what appears at this moment is the entity that exists.

Garroye tried desperately to spit out the curse that kept drilling into his stomach, but he couldn't do it. He could only choose to kill the murderer who caused all this, Glenn.

A wind of death blew in his face. Although he had never felt it before, as soon as he touched it, Glenn knew the name of this wind and this force.

Glenn's body suddenly swelled up, and he transformed into a werewolf and slapped the attacking mouth away.

The Swamp King's eyes widened, and all kinds of bad memories flooded into his mind, and he couldn't help but tremble.

Glenn is only in the first stage of transformation. Although the culprit who caused the fog is already at the peak of level seven, Glenn is now capable of dealing with him.

The flesh wings behind him flapped, and in the eyes of others, Glenn's figure seemed to flash and appeared directly on the head of the tilted Garoye.

The fist with a gleaming metallic luster was slowly raised, without any extra magic blessing, and it smashed down hard!

The sound of bones breaking could be clearly heard all around.

"Roar!" Garroye let out a scream that was sharper than before, very similar to the low barking of a dog.

The huge body twisted, and suddenly a huge amount of mist gushed out from the gaps between the bones.

This fog is different from the surrounding ones. It has the effect of depriving people of vitality and causing blindness.

Glenn's entire body was shrouded in mist.

Zi Mo and Alyssa, who were watching from a distance, both showed concern.

Garroye wanted to avoid the fight in this way. He wanted to escape.

Just Glenn's attack had made it lose all its will to fight, and the severe pain in its skull almost drove it crazy.

But it was obviously overthinking it. With just a turn, Glenn appeared in front of it again and punched it again in the face of fear and despair!

Bang!

This blow was more powerful than the previous one, and Garoye's head exploded directly!

Blue, black, and white substances splashed everywhere, Garoyeh's body rolled and twisted, and mist gushed out like a fountain.

Now the spectators could no longer see the details of the battle and had to move away.

This newly emerged fog is not something they can touch.

Now only the dull sound of blows reached their ears.

After about ten minutes, Glenn emerged from the mist.

"Has it been resolved?" asked the Purple Demon.

"Solved. That thing is quite special. It doesn't even have a soul after being killed." Glenn said as if he was discussing something interesting.

The monsters lowered their heads respectfully. They knew very well how terrifying the monster was. The mist it sprayed was enough to kill them instantly, but the gentleman in front of them was not hurt at all.

"What about this fog..." the purple demon asked again.

"It will dissipate on its own after a while," Glenn said with a smile.

He looked at Alyssa again, “Come and see who your brother and friend are.”

After saying that, Glenn waved his hand, and human figures walked out of the fog.

Alyssa dropped the lantern she had been holding for who knows how many years and rushed into the figure that was walking out.

Strange faces flashed before her eyes one by one, and Alyssa's eyes were anxious.

Finally, a familiar yet unfamiliar boy of about thirteen or fourteen appeared in sight.

The boy's mind seemed to be still in a state of chaos, and his eyes were a little straight.

“George!” Alyssa hugged the boy.

Feeling stimulated, the boy's eyes gradually changed from straight to confused, as if he had lost his memory.

"Sister..." he called out tentatively.

“Well…” Alyssa wanted to speak, but soon found that she was choked and unable to speak.

Who can know the feeling of seeing relatives after a hundred years of loneliness? Perhaps only Alyssa knows it now.

The fog of the Misty Ruins almost dissipated after a few weeks, and it no longer matched the name Misty Ruins.

Glenn completely renovated the castle of the Lord of the Mist. The people of the Mist inside are still there, but their lives are more exciting.

It also continues to be ruled by the Lord of the Mist.

The other monsters continued to stay in the Mist Lord's castle. They had to complete the Demon Lord's orders and report to Glenn.

After Alyssa's brother and friends were resurrected, they were brought into the company by Glenn and had a good living environment.

Others who were lost in the foggy ruins were also properly arranged after being resurrected.

……

In a noble mansion.

A noble boy named Bart is abusing a civilian man.

Bart has been very angry recently. First, the civilian who said he had seen the Mist Angel deceived him, and then he was executed by him.

Recently, I have been hearing about how beautiful the mist angel in the mist ruins is. I had been hoping that she could become my plaything and my slave.

But the civilian cheated him! After paying the money, he didn't bring the Mist Angel back, and even wanted to run away without paying. He deserved death!

And today, this lowly commoner bumped into him at an inappropriate time, which made him extremely angry.

Now he asked his servants to capture this civilian and bring him home to use him as his punching bag.

Various knives and hammers covered in blood were scattered all over the floor. These were Bart's masterpieces.

"Damn civilians! You lowly creatures should all die! How dare you lie to me! Go to hell!"

Bart beat and scolded, panting.

The civilian who was assaulted was already dying. He was just a poor man trying to make a living at the bottom of society. His life had just started to improve when he was struck by this sudden disaster.

In my heart, I kept cursing these nobles and the injustice of God.

Snapped--!

A sharp slap sounded like thunder in this luxurious aristocratic residence.

Bart vomited blood and flew backwards, his face was completely shattered and his teeth were exposed.