Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

The frozen world stretches for thousands of miles, and countless snowflakes containing pure extreme cold elements maintain the scenery here.

In a special place that looks like a basin, the countless spider-web-like cracks in the middle of the ground are known as the Death Web.

The remains of countless warriors from the Kingdom of Winter are buried here.

They were all brave pioneers who once fought against the monsters from under the ice cracks, but they all failed to achieve their goals and were buried here forever.

Everyone in the Kingdom of Winter knows that this is where the monsters crawl out, and they want to seal these cracks forever at all times.

But this place is protected by a powerful force, and even if the kingdom sends out several level seven magicians, they will not be able to succeed.

There is even a legend that the eighth-level supreme magician of the kingdom had tried this hundreds of years ago, but it was still useless.

This may be the eternal curse of the ice and snow world that cannot be resisted by human power.

A figure wearing heavy blue armor strolled in this white world.

It has a pair of asymmetrical horns on its head, which are extremely exaggerated in size relative to its body size. If the horns are removed, its head looks like a human skull, but with intricate black patterns on the white skull.

"You children of the Ice Queen are a bunch of disgusting parasites. You are lowly people who tried to prevent my Lord from returning. You are so ugly. Your God has abandoned you. You are so pitiful. No one remembers what you have done for it. Only the wind and snow here remember."

The humanoid monster walked and talked to the corpses around him.

"Think about it. We don't have much power here anymore. When the great King of the Arctic arrives, the entire continent will become our colony, and your people will be imprisoned down there by us to taste the pain we once experienced. Oh, stop screaming and listen to me."

As it walked, the humanoid monster stopped and made a downward motion towards the corpses around it, as if signaling the audience to be silent.

"This time we can send out a stronger army and more powerful weapons. The only outcome for your so-called Winter Kingdom is destruction. Don't even mention the Supreme Magician. We already have the means to deal with it."

As he spoke, a huge flesh-winged creature suddenly flew over from the distance, causing the figure who was chatting with the corpses to stop talking.

With a dull sound of landing, a monster made entirely of blue ice landed in front of the humanoid monster. Both of them were of the same race and were members of a big family under the ice crack.

"Lord Leomo, I have received some unpleasant news."

The person who came had a big, round head, with eight spider-like eyes embedded in the upper and lower jaws, and he did not open his mouth when he spoke.

"Speaking directly, junior soldier, why are you learning those bad habits of humans?"

Said the humanoid monster named Leomo.

"I learned from the memory of a lowly noble that the Kingdom of Winter seems to be planning to unite with other countries on the continent to deal with us. This is not good..."

Hearing the words of the lower-ranking warrior, Leomo was silent for a moment, and then laughed loudly like the friction between steel plates:

“Hahahahaha… What a bunch of ridiculous and stupid creatures! They say they are not afraid of us, but they still seek help from others. How hypocritical! But by doing this, they are only dragging more people to die. The return of our Lord is unstoppable!”

Seeing their master laughing so hard that he was out of breath, the lower-level soldiers also let out a few dry laughs.

But after a moment, Leomo stopped laughing, turned around, and said lightly:

"Have a few generals ready to take their troops to where they should go."

"Yes."

The low-level warrior lowered his head and watched Leomo disappear into a square void gate that appeared in front of him.

……

After two days of sailing to Tanks, the ship finally saw the port.

Although Glenn doesn't know how to drive a boat, fortunately he has an experienced slime as an encyclopedia, so the trip goes smoothly.

Before getting off the ship, the red slime also told Glenn about the gangster forces that would be waiting at the port to pick up the goods.

He suggested: "They are all executioners with blood on their hands. If you want, you can kill them."

"After all, they are my former partners. You are really ruthless." Glenn said jokingly as he watched the boat gradually approach the shore.

"We are all using each other. Death is the best destination." Slime said respectfully.

At this time, a sailor shouted outside: "Captain, you will need to meet the port staff in a while, please remember to bring your ID."

"understood."

Glenn called back.

These sailors seemed to have gotten used to changing captains. Anyway, the slime just changed back to its original appearance and said something to them, and the other party accepted it naturally.

Glenn looked at Slime again, "This ship will be private from now on, so it will no longer be used as a passenger ship. You should find a way to handle the related work."

"I'll be done soon," Slime promised.

Glenn then walked out of the captain's room and handed over the control of the ship to Slime.

He was not afraid that the other party would run away, because he believed that this slime knew that it was impossible to escape from a strong man of his level.

There was a din of people.

Glenn let a crew member lead the way, got off the ship through an exclusive passage, and came to a work hall that looked like the port management hall.

After some conversation with the staff, the two entered a studio.

Sitting at the desk inside was a middle-aged woman holding a monocle, flipping through pages of a pile of documents and writing.

Seeing the two people coming in, the middle-aged woman looked up, then continued to work, saying:

"The Giant Fish has a new captain?"

"Yes, Lady Iona."

Said the crew member who brought Glenn in.

"As usual, just show your ID and sign it."

The middle-aged woman pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from behind her and said.

This job is too casual? ... Glenn was speechless.

However, his hands were not slow, and after completing the task as required, he stepped aside and said, "Okay."

"You can go now." The middle-aged woman said as she returned the messy documents to Glenn and put the signed paper on the pile of documents beside her.

"Let's go, Captain." The crew member shouted as he walked to the door.

Glenn glanced at the letter-like document he had just signed and left with some doubts in his mind.

The document seemed to be talking about the whereabouts of the Wolf King, saying that demonized werewolves appeared in various places, that the Wolf King frequently appeared near the training grounds of the Kingdom Knights, and some speculations about these phenomena.

Glenn was puzzled as to how the wolf king had managed to evade the demons' pursuit and had not been caught yet.

This wolf king should refer to the current king of the werewolves, who is said to be level five. With such little strength, he was able to escape the pursuit of such a powerful demon clan. He must have something good on him...

Glenn thought with some emotion in his heart.