Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Chapter 684: The Demise of the Heart Hunter

Glenn squeezed his fingers lightly, and the Heart Hunter's bottle was firmly in his hand.

The bottle trembled slightly, as if struggling, but soon became quiet, as if realizing that it had no way to escape.

"Enemy?" Sheriff Dougli raised his eyebrows, put down the teacup in his hand, and looked at the bottle curiously. "It looks like an ordinary bottle. What's in it?"

Glenn smiled and did not answer directly. Instead, he raised the bottle to his eyes and examined it carefully.

The bottle is a deep black color, as if it can swallow all the light.

There are several golden lines wrapped around the mouth of the bottle, like some kind of seal symbol.

"There's a... restless creature in here," Glenn said lightly. "It once wanted to kill me and take out my heart, but it failed and it escaped. I said I would find it, and now it is. This thing is good at bewitching people and has caused many tragedies. Countless people have been hurt by it."

Sheriff Dougli frowned. Although he didn't know much about magic and mysterious powers, he couldn't help but feel uneasy when he heard the word "heart-ripping". "It doesn't sound like a good thing. How are you going to deal with it?"

Glenn didn't answer immediately, but put the bottle next to the chess board, sat back in his chair, picked up the soda and took a sip.

His eyes fell on the chessboard, and he seemed to be still thinking about the unfinished game.

"Deal with it?" Glenn smiled. "Actually, I haven't thought about it yet. But now that it's in my hands, its fate is up to me."

Sheriff Dougli nodded and did not ask any further questions.

He knew that Glenn always had his own plans, and judging from the attitudes of the two strange races just now, Glenn obviously had power and status far beyond his imagination.

As an ordinary person, he doesn't want to get too involved in these mysterious things.

"However, since you have caught it, does that mean that no one will be bewitched by it in the future?" asked Sheriff Daogli.

"In theory, yes." Glenn nodded. "However, the desires in people's hearts will never disappear. Even if there are no heart-pickers, there will be other beings trying to exploit these desires. So, the real key lies in whether people can stay sober and rational."

Sheriff Dougli nodded thoughtfully, then returned his gaze to the chessboard. "By the way, are you still going to play this game? I haven't given up yet."

Glenn laughed and shook his head. "Sheriff, you are really persistent. But if you still want to continue, I will accompany you to the end."

The two of them focused their attention on the chessboard again, as if nothing that had just happened had happened.

The heart-picker's bottle was quietly placed aside. Occasionally, a faint light flashed on the bottle, as if in silent protest, but soon returned to silence.

At the same time, the returning octopus man and cat-headed man circled the edge of the black fog wall, performed a lot of "performance art" before entering the black fog with the protection of the obstacle-avoiding yellow suit.

Their master had been waiting for them for a long time. Before they saw the "other shore", the master's voice came: "How is it? Did you see him? What is his attitude? Don't miss any expression and details!"

The octopus man and the cat-headed man looked at each other and saw the panic in each other's eyes.

Finally, the octopus man said, "My Lord, we didn't say much. We kept our heads down and didn't pay attention to his expression. I could only tell from his tone that he seemed very happy."

"I can feel that he doesn't have much hostility towards us," the cat-headed man added.

"The Werewolf God... I asked other people to go to the mainland and collect a lot of information about the Werewolf God. We can basically confirm that he is an outsider, and an unprecedentedly powerful outsider. We must not make any mistakes."

Avoid obstacles Huang Fu said solemnly.

"Is it more powerful than Breath of Withering?" asked the Octopus Man in disbelief.

"If it had completely transformed, it should have been more than one level stronger. I watched Breath of Withering grow. I had already noticed it when it was still weak. It's ridiculous that the eyes of the Supreme Court never lingered on it."

The tone of the obstacle avoider Huangfu was full of sighs, "I watched it go through the trials alone, and finally went crazy and became a disaster that swallowed everything..."

The octopus man and the cat-headed man looked at each other. Neither of them expected that their master had actually witnessed the birth of Breath of Withering. This was truly a shocking secret.

"It's not your fault. Maybe I said too much and made you afraid of that guy too."

Hearing this, the octopus man instinctively wanted to defend himself, but the words were stuck in his throat and couldn't come out, because no matter how he said it, it seemed powerless.

"Since he didn't specifically explain, it should be in the past. You guys can come back."

"Yes! My Lord."

Meanwhile, at Glenn's ranch, the game is drawing to a close.

Although Sheriff Dougli tried his best, he was defeated in the end. He sighed and shook his head helplessly.

"It seems that I still can't beat you, Glenn." Sheriff Dogli said with a wry smile.

Glenn smiled and consoled him, "Sheriff, you've improved a lot. Maybe you can beat me next time."

Chief Inspector Dougli shook his head, stood up and stretched. "Forget it, I'd better go back to my police department. You always make me feel old."

Glenn smiled, stood up, and saw Sheriff Dogri off.

After watching the sheriff's back disappear on the path in the pasture, Glenn turned back to the tree, picked up the Heart Hunter's bottle, and his eyes became deep.

"Okay, now it's time to deal with you." Glenn whispered.

The bottle trembled slightly, as if it sensed Glenn's intention.

The Heart Hunter's voice came out of the bottle, with a hint of fear and pleading.

"Glenn... No, dear Mr. Glenn, please let me go! I can do anything for you! I can bring you endless wealth and power!"

Glenn sneered and shook his head. "Wealth and power? Do you think I care about that?"

"Then...what do you want? Just tell me and I will do it for you!" The Heart-Taker's voice became more urgent.

Glenn was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "All I want is for there to be fewer people like you in this world. Your existence only brings pain and chaos."

"No! No! Please give me another chance!" The Heart-Seeker's voice was filled with despair.

Glenn ignored its pleading and raised his hand, with a ball of golden light appearing on his palm.

The light gradually enveloped the bottle, and the bottle began to vibrate violently, followed by a shrill scream.

As the light shrank, the bottle gradually disintegrated and eventually turned into dust, which was dissipated into the air by the wind.

Glenn stood there, looking quietly at the dust in his hands.

He turned back to the tree, sat back in his chair, picked up the soda and took a sip.