Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

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What's going on? ... Glenn stopped and looked around.

The uncomfortable feeling made it impossible for him to concentrate.

However, after checking the spot for a long time, I still couldn't find the source of this strange feeling.

He could only blame it on the weirdness of the world inside the Breath of Withering.

Glenn was much more careful on the journey afterwards, fearing that he would be discovered and noticed.

Just as he crossed a large rift, an abnormal light caught his attention.

After rolling on the ground to relieve the force and observing that there were no aperture monsters patrolling around, he carefully moved towards the direction of the strange light.

Before he saw what it was, a loud noise reached his ears.

There were rustling sounds and roars.

Glenn lay in a depression above the Great Rift Valley and looked towards the place where the sound came from. The scene he saw made him open his eyes wide.

There were densely packed aperture monsters of various shapes and forms. They gathered together, lying on a huge skeleton and gnawing at it like maggots.

The huge skeleton was obviously that of a feline. Glenn judged based on the characteristics of the skull that it was very similar to the skull of a domestic cat, except that it had a long horn on the forehead.

No one knew how long the aperture monsters had been gnawing here, and part of the giant cat skeleton was still covered with flesh that had already dried and turned black.

The light that Glenn noticed when he crossed the Great Rift Valley was the eyes of the giant cat. There were two sparkling gems in its empty black eye sockets, which were extremely dazzling in this gray world.

Could this be... Glenn roughly guessed whose skeleton these were, and couldn't help feeling a little sad.

Looking at those dazzling eyes, it seemed as if they were staring at him silently.

Glenn lowered his eyebrows and was about to turn around and leave.

There's nothing to be done here except wasting time on sentimentality.

However, at this moment, a piece of text appeared before his eyes.

Glenn took a closer look and found that it seemed to be an ancient script, which meant: "Help my child..."

"Hmm?" Glenn rubbed his eyes, but the text was still there.

He looked at the giant cat's corpse again with an incredible look, but he didn't expect that the cat was still alive! ?

The words in front of him changed again: "Please... help my child... please..."

Glenn closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said softly, "I'll try my best."

After saying that, he turned and left.

This was the best he could do. He already had a difficult mission to accomplish, and it was still slim whether this clone could leave here, so how could he help others?

Although I don’t know why this “predecessor” and his child didn’t die, I think they are similar to the guy who survived here in the Supreme Court.

They walked for who knows how many days. There was no distinction between day and night here, and Glenn could only tell how long he had been walking here through occasional contact with his original body.

After running for more than a month, Glenn finally arrived at his first destination.

This is the ruins of an ancient civilization. There are rock buildings that are not affected by gravity floating in the sky, black matter flowing underneath, and the corpses of some unknown races can be seen everywhere.

Glenn jumped into the ruins and began searching. If the target was really here, he believed it would be easy to find with his abilities.

However, traces of living creatures were indeed found here, but they were all from a long time ago, which means that the living creatures here either died outside or moved away.

Whatever the case, it is not here.

Glenn began to look for new traces in disappointment. The little things he brought with him that could indicate the general direction of the target were no longer effective. They had been broken since the uncomfortable feeling of oppression came.

……

Somewhere in the continent, on the shore of the Endless Sea.

Several pirates laughed and ran towards the large ship parked on the beach, carrying the looted goods and slaves.

"You bunch of lunatics! The Endless Sea is a place that even gods fear! You can't go there!"

A woman being carried by the pirates shouted.

"It's because no one dares to go that we can live so happily! Hahahaha..."

The pirate slapped the woman's butt with his big hand and said arrogantly.

"A bunch of lunatics!"

The woman would only use those few words to curse back and forth, which was of no use to these pirates who had tasted so much sweetness.

However, for some reason, the pirates' smiles became smaller and smaller, and the pirate in the front gradually stopped.

The pirates behind bumped into the ones in front and immediately yelled, "Damn it! Did you step on dog shit?! What are you stopping for!?"

However, no pirate responded to the complaints of the pirates behind.

Out of curiosity, the pirate at the back leaned over to look forward, and suddenly fell silent.

Just below the pirate ship where they were anchored, there was a tall and thin white figure standing. Although it had arms and legs, its head was a strange tetrahedron, and there was a white halo on its chest that was not very bright, but made the world dim.

"What kind of monster are you!? How dare you appear before me, Lord Bruce!?"

The pirate captain wearing a cocked hat plucked up his courage, drew the rapier from his waist and spoke loudly.

The white weirdo had his back to them. He seemed to have just reacted. He turned around and made an electronically synthesized, emotionless voice: "You said I'm a monster?"

Somehow, the pirates' bodies went limp, as if they were about to explode.

"I'm talking about you! Monster! I'm a powerful level 3 warrior! The king of this sea! If you know what's good for you, leave immediately! I can show mercy and let you go!"

The pirate captain raised his voice even louder, as if this could give himself courage.

The white weirdo let out a strange laugh: "No one here can match me. Now I give you two choices. One is to submit to me and complete my plan, and the other is to die!"

"Playing tricks!" Pirate Captain Bruce picked up a pirate next to him and used him as a cannonball and threw him!

The unlucky pirate screamed like a pig being slaughtered in the air, and was split into two at the moment when he was about to hit the white monster. His body turned into gray smoke and dissipated before it hit the ground.

The white monster retracted its arm that had turned into spikes and was about to say something when a fist came towards it and hit it right on the head.

Unexpectedly, the white monster was hit and staggered.

The pirate captain who had successfully carried out the sneak attack looked at his fist and just smiled, but the smile froze on his face the next second.

Looking down at the white spikes piercing his body, the pirate captain disappeared unwillingly, both his body and soul no longer existing.

The white weirdo touched his face that was hit, and said in an unhappy voice: "I hate sneak attacks the most..."

The other pirates saw that their powerful captain was killed so easily, and they immediately lost their courage and turned to flee, but they heard the threatening words of the white monster from behind:

"If you dare to leave, you will all die."