Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Chapter 690 Leaving

Chapter 690 Leaving

Its body began to tremble violently, and the light of the aperture flickered, as if it was struggling to resist the corrosive force.

"Hurry up! I can't hold on anymore!" The monster's voice was filled with obvious pain. Its body had begun to twist and deform, as if it was being pulled by some invisible force and could collapse at any time.

Glenn gritted his teeth and increased his output of strength.

Red and black particles formed a vortex around his wolf claws, madly devouring the breath of decay in the monster's body.

The monster's body gradually became transparent, and finally dissipated completely with a shrill roar, turning into ashes.

The weirdo collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, and the changes in his body gradually faded.

It raised its head and looked at Glenn with a hint of complicated emotions in its eyes.

"Thank you... If it weren't for you, I might have been completely controlled by it." The weirdo's voice was weak, but there was a hint of sincerity in his tone.

Glenn did not relax his vigilance, still maintaining his werewolf form, looking at it coldly: "The problem with you has not been solved yet. The power of these light circles obviously has side effects. You can no longer rely on them."

The weirdo smiled bitterly, looked down at the light ring in his hand, and said slowly: "I know... but I have no choice. In this lost continent, no power means death. I can only keep looking for new light rings to maintain my life."

Glenn frowned and was about to say something else when he heard a slight noise behind him.

He turned around suddenly and found that the little kitten was staggering towards them, its eyes were still confused, but seemed to be a little more awake.

"Mom...where is Mom?" The kitten's voice was weak and a little helpless.

Glenn's heart trembled slightly. He squatted down and gently touched the kitten's head: "Your mother...is not here for the time being, but she hopes that you can live strong."

The kitten raised its head and stared into Glen's eyes, as if trying to comprehend what he was saying.

After a moment, it nodded slightly. Although it was still confused, it seemed to have a little more trust.

The weirdo looked at this scene and suddenly said, "Maybe... I can help it."

Glenn turned his head and looked at it in confusion: "Can you help it? How?"

The weirdo was silent for a moment, as if he was weighing something. Finally, he said with determination: "I can give it my aperture. Although this will cause me to suffer for a while, but... maybe this is the only way I can atone for my sins."

Glenn rolled his eyes and said, "There's obviously something wrong with this thing. Even if it can help, there might be some side effects. Let's just forget it."

The weirdo nodded and said calmly, "So what are you going to do? This little guy has been here for too long. I don't know how much power of the Breath of Withering has accumulated in his body. It can be said that there is no solution. What can you do?"

Glenn was silent for a moment, then shook his head, his tone lacking much emotion: "Nothing is absolute. After I completely transform, maybe there will be a way."

The weirdo slowly stood up, walked to the kitten, reached out and gently stroked the kitten's head, while the latter had a puzzled look on his face.

The weirdo felt around for a while, then slowly put the aperture behind his head, and the aperture soon disappeared.

Glenn walked forward, stretched out his hand, and touched the top of the kitten's head. The red and black particles merged into the kitten's body.

This can temporarily sober the kitten up, but it is only a temporary solution.

The kitten's eyes gradually became clear, and the feeling of weakness quickly subsided.

"Thank you..." the kitten said softly, with a hint of gratitude in his voice.

The weirdo smiled and walked aside to sit down.

It looked at Glenn and finally said, "Take good care of it... and, I hope you can defeat it, but still be careful, its power is far stronger than you think."

Glenn turned around and asked curiously, "You're not coming with me? If I can take it out, then it shouldn't be a problem to bring you along."

Before he finished speaking, the weirdo quickly waved his hands, "No, no, no! I am now a super virus infection source, you don't want me to bring the power of Breath of Withering to the main universe, right?"

"That's true." Glenn shrugged. "Then we can go."

"Goodbye."

The man and the cat came out of their hiding place and soon disappeared into the grayness.

The kitten was agile and flexible, and could easily keep up with Glenn's pace.

"Are we really going to leave it here? It will be very lonely," the kitten asked.

Glenn stood outside the stone forest, silent for a moment, then looked down at the kitten: "Come out with me first, we will come back to save it."

"We will come back! I want to avenge my mother!" The kitten looked ferocious.

Glenn was slightly startled. It seemed that the kitten had guessed it.

"Let's go," Glenn said simply.

The kitten nodded. Although he was still a little weak, his mental state was obviously much better.

It followed Glenn and headed in the direction Glenn came from.

While on the road, Glenn kept recalling what happened to the weirdo, and it was obviously not simple.

The weirdo didn't know how he didn't die, and then he happened to obtain the weaknesses of the aperture monster, and continued to use these weaknesses to prolong his life.

There had been no problems for such a long time, but it broke out when Glenn came.

Perhaps this is the conspiracy of Breath of Withering?

But shouldn't the other party's main consciousness be busy chasing the main universe? Why would he still have the mind to arrange such a move?

Could the other party predict that someone like him would break in here in the future to look for the smoke monster?

All these unusual things made Glenn very uneasy. He always felt that he was in the open and the enemy was in the dark.

……

No court.

Glenn's real body opened his eyes and said to the several incarnations of the Supreme Court beside him: "It has been successful. Now we are getting as close to the exit as possible. I want to bring a survivor out. You must be prepared."

Several figures nodded but did not ask in a hurry.

Glenn then closed his eyes again and concentrated on operating the clone.

"Survivor? Could it be that guy?" The book leader communicated with his colleagues through telepathy.

"It shouldn't be. If it were, Glenn would have just called us colleagues."

The calm voice of the mechanical woman sounded in the audio channel.

"Who could that be? This makes me a little excited and expectant. Is this what it feels like to open a blind box?"

"Whoever it is, he must be helpful to us. Glenn will not take risks and bring unrelated people into the main universe."

"That's right. I miss that guy quite a bit. I still remember his stiff appearance. I don't know if he is doing well in there."

"It brought such a disaster, it deserves such a punishment, and none of us feel sorry for it, and neither do you."