Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Chapter 680: The Tribal Chief's Request

When Glenn walked into the cabin, he saw two little girls eating a wide variety of fruits.

"Dylan! Try these! Many of them we haven't eaten before! The elves said these are local specialties!"

Aduo's face was puffy and her eyes were shining as she asked Glenn to sit down.

Glenn sat down as he was told and ate a few tempting-looking fruits, which tasted really good.

He did not forget to say, "Don't eat too much. The elf leader here asked us to have a meal together later. There must be something more delicious."

"Why didn't you say so earlier!" A Duo swallowed the food in her mouth, "Let's go now!"

"Okay." Glenn responded, stood up again, and gently pulled Nalus who was also about to stand up.

The three of them walked towards the lights not far away in the twilight, listening to the chirping of insects and birds around them.

……

The stone man rode the spaceship at full speed and soon entered the wall of black fog again.

Relying on the mark bestowed on its body, it drove straight into the obstacle-avoiding yellow suit's space.

"Why are you back again? What's the problem?"

As soon as I entered the space, the master's voice sounded.

The stone man knelt on the deck with a plop, his voice filled with self-blame and guilt, "I'm sorry, my master, I've caused you trouble!"

Soon, the stone man recounted what had happened to him.

All the managers gathered around, and after listening to the stone man's story, their faces changed drastically.

The octopus man and the cat-headed man reacted most violently.

Octopus exclaimed, "You mean the God of Werewolves?! Another werewolf!? Could it be the werewolf that White Cat and I encountered last time when we were dragged into the Magic Dragon Mirror? "

The stone man did not answer this question. How could it know whether it was true or not?

"The God of Werewolves..."

Amid the noise, the voice of the obstacle avoider in yellow clothes sounded faintly, with a thoughtful tone.

All managers fell silent, waiting for the host here to continue speaking.

"Did he really say something like 'spare my life'?"

"Yes, its tone was very confident and certain, and it even said that even this wall of black fog could not stop it."

The stone man answered immediately.

"It looks like another outsider..."

Everyone could hear the annoyance in the obstacle-avoiding yellow suit's voice, which already showed its attitude.

"My Lord, should we agree to his terms? We are outside the world! We are not subject to any restrictions! Even if it is a god, so what? So far, except for the setbacks we suffered at the hands of the dragon, no god can do anything to us! At worst, we can move to another hiding place. Can he dare to find us in this territory of the Breath of Withering?"

It was the octopus man who stood up. He was extremely unhappy with the contemptuous words and attitude of the Werewolf God.

Since it was born, it has never seen such a thing outside of the great world.

However, upon hearing its words, Obstacle Avoidant Huangfu just let out a long sigh, full of helplessness and pity.

Mercy? Mercy for whom? Us or the werewolf god? All managers had this question in their minds at the same time.

"We cannot refuse this matter. You don't even understand what an outsider is."

"Is it more terrifying than the Breath of Withering?" the octopus man asked loudly.

"Withering Breath is an outsider, and I am also half an outsider."

Obstacle Avoidance Huangfu's light words set off a storm in everyone's heart.

There was an eerie silence.

Until the voice of the obstacle avoider in yellow clothes broke the silence again, "Everything is for survival. There is nothing to be ashamed of. Since he wants us to find the Heart Hunter, then we will go find him."

"But, my lord, the Heart Hunters are the best at escaping and hiding. They are cunning and scheming by nature. How can we find them?"

"That's only for others, but I naturally have my own way. I think that even without us, the werewolf god will have his own way to find it, so we must seize this opportunity to survive."

"We will all follow your instructions!"

……

Glenn and the two little girls, led by several high elves dressed in primitive clothing, walked into the tree house filled with the fragrance of nature.

I can only say that it is worthy of being the clan leader's house. It is surrounded by various beautiful flowers and plants. The unknown plants that can emit orange-yellow light make this place warm and comfortable.

The chief was a male elf with blue patterns on his face. When he saw the few people coming in, he immediately greeted them cheerfully:

"Come and sit down, Mr. Glenn. Your name is well-known, but I didn't expect you to have such a close connection with nature. It really surprises me."

"Hello, chief!"

"Hello, patriarch."

Aduo and Nalus greeted each other.

"They are all good kids..." The clan leader laughed happily. Although he looked like a young man, he spoke in an old-fashioned way.

"I'm sorry to bother you. I hope our arrival won't affect your life."

Glenn said politely as he sat down.

"Life here is simple, or rather boring. It's only fun to have guests like you visit us occasionally. We don't want to fight for territory like those big tribes all day long. We just hope they won't come to disturb us."

The patriarch picked up a teapot-like container, filled the cups woven from unknown leaves with a liquid as golden as honey, and handed them to Glenn and the other two.

Taking the cup, Glenn took a sip.

Although the chief seemed to be speaking casually just now, he could tell that the other party was asking him if he could ask those big tribes not to disturb them.

The elves are now trying their best to win over the power. Although there are not many elves in a small tribe like this one, they will also receive olive branches from nearby large tribes.

If one party is upset, they might be killed at will.

The clan leader probably had no other options, so he shamelessly turned to Glenn for help.

"Recently, the secret fighting between the elves' major tribes has become increasingly fierce. This has affected the small tribes that want to live a peaceful life. This is really not good."

Glenn said, nodding as he put his cup down.

The chief's eyes gleamed with hope, and he nodded repeatedly, "That's it! Although we are far away from the hustle and bustle, we still feel scared..."

"I will report this matter to the Flower God."

Glenn said.

The clan leader was stunned, "Flower God?"

"Yes." Glenn smiled, "I am actually the messenger of the flower god."

The Elf Chief was confused for a moment. According to the information brought back by the elves who went out, Glenn was the messenger of the Werewolf God. How come he has become the God of Flowers now?

At this time, Glenn explained: "The God of Werewolves and the God of Flowers have a good relationship. I am their common messenger."

"Is this possible? Wouldn't your authority conflict?"

The patriarch couldn't help but ask.

"No, the two powers are well reconciled."