Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Chapter 666 Crossbow

"These have been prepared long ago, but we have no way to record them because they are about his own world."

The robot girl replied.

"When I was wandering, I saw him. He seemed to be a soldier or something like that. He had a heart of justice, and was both compassionate and ruthless. I don't know what kind of person this special heart would be. I admit that I was gambling, but in this situation, I can only see hope if I take a gamble."

The old cat said in a slightly serious tone.

Glenn had no idea of ​​what was going on in the Supreme Court.

At this moment, he is concentrating on dealing with another self.

It was an extremely special feeling that he couldn't describe.

But there is one feeling that is so strong, that is cool.

This feeling of being evenly matched, surrounded by danger, and slowly improving long-lost skills is more addictive than any other game, and it makes people unable to stop.

The twisted werewolf's fist brushed past Glenn's face again, and his elbow was barely blocked by his opponent.

The wooden sword that was originally used as a weapon has been destroyed.

That thing did put Glenn at a disadvantage at the beginning, but as his amazing talent grew, he soon seized the opportunity and turned the situation around.

"It wasn't until I faced myself that I realized how my former opponents felt. They were so frustrated and powerless."

After they separated, the twisted werewolf sighed as he looked at the broken wooden sword beside him.

Although it is a clone of Glenn and has the same memories and skills as Glenn when they were separated, it cannot grow.

Glenn was panting. This was the same feeling he had when facing the Breath of Withering. Without any external force to support his body, he would become tired and make mistakes.

But the current situation has gradually become clear. He has gone from being on the defensive at the beginning to having the upper hand now, which is something he has not experienced for a long time.

"If you don't use some tricks, I will win this battle."

Glenn smiled and said.

The werewolf sighed, formed his hands into swords, thrust them into his chest, and pulled out two ingeniously shaped crossbows.

Glenn's eyes widened. "Is this even possible?"

The werewolf didn't answer, but pointed the crossbow at Glenn.

With a whoosh, an arrow covered with sparse wolf hair flew towards Glenn!

Glenn had already exerted his utmost strength and dodged the arrow in a flash.

However this is just the beginning.

The crossbow in the werewolf's hand is not much inferior to the machine gun, and the sound of arrows breaking through the air is continuous.

Even though Glenn tried his best to avoid it, he still suffered multiple scratches on his body.

But as he dodged, he was also getting closer to his opponent.

As long as he gets close, the situation can be reversed.

The werewolf also knew this, and kept retreating while shooting.

Suddenly, Glenn's body turned sideways, and a cloud of dust rose up from the ground.

He actually didn't know whether this trick would work in this special battle, he just wanted to give it a try.

But when he noticed that there was a slight deviation in the accuracy of the arrow, he felt a little happy.

He repeated the same thing, and the smoke and dust around him became thicker and thicker, and the werewolf's retreating steps also stopped.

It did not choose to continue shooting, but instead its wolf eyes flashed sharply as it stared at the smoke and dust ahead, ready to shoot arrows at the slightest sound.

The ears that were pricked up high moved slightly and caught the obvious sound of footsteps.

The werewolf didn't even look back, he just threw an arrow.

It just happened to hit another arrow coming towards it, which was obviously thrown by Glenn. Naturally, its power was not as strong as the one shot from the crossbow, so it was easily knocked away.

The werewolf can see through this trick at a glance.

There was another noise from the side, and it was an arrow thrown at him. The werewolf still didn't look back and just threw out an arrow casually.

But this time it was different.

The sound of the arrow hitting was a little different, as if it hit something larger.

The werewolf rolled suddenly, just avoiding the black shadow falling from the sky.

After rolling, the werewolf did not forget to turn around and shoot.

But the distance was too close, and the arrow was caught by a strong hand as soon as it left the gun and stuffed back into the pipe.

The crossbow made a sound of breaking wood structure, and the werewolf knew that what he was holding was destroyed.

It gave up pulling the trigger and used the body of the crossbow to block Glenn's punch.

At this moment, the werewolf's eyes were blocked by a huge black shadow. It knew that it was Glenn's dragon wings, but it had forgotten that Glenn had this extra external organ.

If it had been split later, when Glenn's form of existence was branded with the symbol of wings, then it would also have a pair of wings.

It's no use thinking about these things now, the crossbow in his hand has been smashed into pieces of wood by the heavy punch.

The werewolf decisively dropped the thing in his hand, and stretched out his sharp claws to block Glenn's attack.

However, the werewolf was countered in one move and everywhere. He lost the initiative, and fists kept falling on his body like raindrops, and the dead wood and flesh covered with fur flew everywhere.

Glenn's fists were bloody, but he didn't feel it at all, and each time his fists became heavier.

The twisted werewolf barely resisted at the beginning, then became dying, and finally could not move at all.

Glenn has a connection with his opponent, and he can sense whether he has truly won.

Glenn stopped only when he saw a strange starlight emanating from the werewolf's chest.

At this time, the werewolf, whose head was shattered and almost sunk into the ground, moved his upper and lower jaws slightly and said:

"A little faster than expected, hehe..."

Glenn also chuckled. He naturally knew himself and wanted to say something at this time.

The starlight dissipated into nothingness, and the surrounding environment changed slightly.

The smoke and dust he had raised turned into water droplets that fell from the sky, completely covering this strange island.

Glenn waited. Since he had completed the trial, there should at least be a passage to clear it or something.

Just as he was thinking this, suddenly an indescribable shock rushed straight into his brain. Glenn staggered, his eyes rolling back and trembling from time to time.

A layer of red and black particles gradually emerged around, accompanied by red electric arcs.

If you zoom out, you will find that this forgotten continent is entirely surrounded by an unknown black and red fog.

Glenn only felt that there was a very powerful force that wanted to deprive him of his consciousness, his memory, and everything he had.

His face was grim, and although he made no sound, the bulging veins on his forehead showed the pain he was in at the moment.

This feeling is almost as strong as the killing desire that a werewolf experiences when he transforms into level nine. It's really quite sour.

Fortunately, Glenn had experienced worse things before, otherwise he would have had to shout out.

The impact lasted for an unknown amount of time, and by the time it ended, Glenn was soaked.

When he regained consciousness, Glenn discovered that there seemed to be some inconspicuous red lines on his arms.

He guessed that this was the change after the first metamorphosis.