Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Glenn looked at the Demon Lord, who had been using the genius sword known as the Divine Sword.

I only heard it laugh a few times in the voice of an ordinary human boy and said:

"Mr. Glenn, under the current circumstances, there is no need to hide it from you. That thing is coming soon. I don't want to become a tool used by those selfish gods (oh, of course not including Lady Peace and Lady Flora) to delay the disaster, so..."

"I think it would be wise for you to flee immediately, rather than discuss it here."

Glenn couldn't help but interrupt, "Don't tell me you can't bear to see your demon people become victims of disaster."

"Hahaha... If I could leave, I would have left long ago. Those damn guys trapped me down there for so long! You would never imagine what they did on the continent. They locked my divine origin and the will of the earth together! Do you know what this means? It means that I am damn firmly entangled with this continent! Can't be separated! Damn it! Damn it!"

The demon lord laughed a few times at first, and then his face became hideous like a madman, with evil black lines like spider webs all over his face, and his eyes looked like a black hole that could captivate one's soul.

Glenn leaned back slightly to avoid the saliva that almost sprayed on his face. After he finished speaking, he added indifferently, "Congratulations, you will always be united with the will of the earth."

The Demon Lord was not annoyed by Glenn's words after his rage, and continued:

"So, powerful werewolf god, you didn't leave this continent. There must be a reason. As people who share the same suffering, we should live in peace and get rid of the threat of disaster together. Pointless fighting is meaningless to us, isn't it?"

Glenn glanced at the goddess of peace who was as still as a beautiful sculpture, then looked at the moody demon lord and said:

"I want peace, but I need to see your sincerity."

"Isn't it sincere enough for me to come here in person to negotiate with you?!" The Demon Lord climbed up onto the negotiation table as if he had been greatly insulted, and his face almost touched Glenn's.

The ultimate demonic power that was so close was enough to instantly transform any mortal creature into a higher-level demon.

But Glenn's eyes turned dangerous, and he said slowly:

"You think I won't do it easily?"

Suddenly, the kingdom of the Goddess of Peace began to tremble slightly. Something seemed to be born here. Once successful, it would be a battle that even the Goddess of Peace would find difficult to suppress.

However, the goddess of peace did not stop her. Sometimes peace requires a little violence.

Seeing that Glenn's face was about to burst with wolf hair, the Demon Lord suddenly put away all his momentum and returned to his seat with a pleasant face, saying with a smile:

"Haha, I was a little impulsive just now. We should all be civilized people. Why do we use violence at every turn? It's my fault, my fault."

As he said this, he slapped himself twice, the sound was extremely crisp. This of course did not cause any harm to the Demon Lord, it was just a statement of attitude.

Glenn also smiled. "I am a bellicosity person. I have long wanted to give the Demon Lord a try. Please don't provoke me, or I won't be able to control myself."

The Demon Lord also laughed, "I will. I just said I want sincerity. I wonder what kind of sincerity you want?"

"Shouldn't you be prepared for this?" Glenn asked back.

"That's right, hehe..." The Demon Lord said as he opened his mouth and inserted his hand directly into his mouth.

It seemed that he fumbled around its throat for a while, and after taking it out, the Demon Lord held out a small devil-style box and said:

"This is the authority of the Ans Forest in the lower realm. If you get it, you will have a bonus of realm power. Although it is insignificant for our level, it is enough to prove my sincerity."

Glenn looked at the box that was covered with saliva that looked like magma, frowned, and said:

"Forget it."

"Not satisfied? I have other powers and I can share some with you." The Demon Lord stuffed the thing back into his mouth and asked tentatively.

“I don’t need these things.”

Glenn continued to wave his hands.

As long as he completes the collection of his beliefs, according to the prediction mask's estimation, the quality of his soul will be elevated to a higher level, and then he should be able to go to the Supreme Court and try to save the Flower Goddess.

But the things given by the Demon Lord are too childish.

He hesitated for a moment and asked, "I heard that you want to establish a country on the mainland?"

"Yes." The Demon Lord looked puzzled.

"You sent letters to all the big countries on the continent and asked them to choose territories for you. Now the unlucky ones are the other small countries. They either give up their land or perish. You can open up a suitable territory at will, but you insist on doing this. Do you think it's fun?"

Glenn asked in a flat voice.

The Demon Lord touched his nose and explained, "You misunderstood. I was just letting the mainland know my friendliness. Isn't it the most respectful behavior to let the intelligent species of the mainland decide the land of my race?"

"I don't need you to give me anything. Just find a quiet place and do your thing. As long as you don't do anything that harms the mainland, I will try my best to not care. This will be considered as your sincerity."

Glenn said in a serious tone.

"Well..." The Demon Lord pretended to think for a moment before hesitating and saying:

"It's possible, but I've given my sincerity, so what about you? What sincerity can you give me?"

Glenn gave a sly smile, "When the disaster strikes, how about I bring back all those gods?"

The Demon Lord was stunned, his jaw almost dropped to the ground. After reacting, he looked at Glenn sideways, "Are you... serious? Or... can you do it?"

"Believe it or not, this is my sincerity."

Glenn shrugged.

At this time, the Goddess of Peace secretly glanced at Glenn with her peripheral vision. It was so covert that even Glenn didn't notice it. After all, he was just a "mortal" now.

The demon lord tapped the table with his fingers in a rapid rhythm, showing his inner restlessness. He sometimes lowered his head and frowned, sometimes looked at Glenn, and then looked at the goddess of peace.

"Ms. Peace, why are you so calm!?" It couldn't help but shout in dissatisfaction to the Goddess of Peace who was a witness.

However, the goddess of peace seemed to have not heard its words at all and stood still like a statue.

Finally, the Demon Lord rubbed his face vigorously and showed an extremely brilliant smile, "Mr. Glenn, Mr. Werewolf! We... have a pleasant cooperation."

It threw itself on the table, stretched its arms toward Glenn, its butt raised high, and its tail wagging.

Glenn looked at the hand that the other party stretched out, and remembered that he had just used these hands to take things out of his mouth, so he just pinched it between his thumb and index finger and moved it up and down.

"A peace agreement has been reached! Those who violate the agreement shall be judged by me, with the Supreme Court as a witness!"

The goddess of peace stood up, her voice was majestic and mighty, and a great power from the depths of the universe descended here.