Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

"Let's talk about the big things, my dear prince. Don't forget that we are not absolutely safe now. We have provoked the Demon Lord. It should have discovered that a demon leader is missing. To be honest, I don't have enough confidence that it will not find any clues."

The werewolf ancestor said seriously.

The fourth prince curled his lips. Although he was a little crazy now, he still knew the importance of right and wrong.

"What you really want to talk about is the Werewolf God, right? Humph, he is a guy who can overthrow the world, but he has to hide in such a small place and pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger. What a bad taste."

The six eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, "But it's good this way, it will make it easier for us to dig a trap for him."

"What are you going to do?"

"The Three Pillars gave me strength, and also gave me some... secrets that even many gods don't know, such as the borders of the continent."

The werewolf ancestor's pupils shrank. The border of the continent was a taboo that no life dared to touch.

Throughout the long history, there have been many gods who thought themselves powerful and wanted to take a glimpse of what was outside the borders of the continent, but they either returned seriously injured or disappeared forever. Gradually, no life dared to approach the border.

"Are you trying to lure him to the border? That guy doesn't seem like someone who would do something stupid."

The werewolf ancestor frowned.

"But Boundary can hurt him, right? That means the plan is feasible. We just need to use our brains. No one is invulnerable."

"Appreciate further details."

"A fellow like him who has subverted the world will always have one trait: arrogance. This will be our only chance to defeat him, so... we must first show weakness to the enemy..."

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The Black Cloud Cult is the latest rising star organization to emerge in the southern part of the continent. They are all worshippers of a black cloud, simply because they were all saved after encountering a black cloud.

The black cloud was naturally Glenn. The last time he went to the Endless Sea, he helped all the victims along the way. He didn't think too much about it at the time, but he didn't expect that he would have to come back now to collect the faith of the saved.

Since the various kingdoms today are suppressing heretical churches very severely, Glenn's admirers dare not regard themselves as a church and can only maintain themselves in the form of scattered organizations.

But it's okay now. If Glenn wants to last, he can't do it secretly, he has to do it openly.

At this moment, it was flying in the form of the largest black cloud in order to attract all the believers.

He had succeeded. After all, it was hard to ignore such a large and spectacular black cloud.

This made the members of the Black Cloud Cult extremely happy, as they finally met the magical black cloud again.

Glenn waited until the people he had sent down had gathered to a certain size before he descended, and transformed into a werewolf in front of everyone.

"Werewolf! It turns out that Black Cloud is a werewolf in disguise!"

"Werewolf, but would a werewolf really do something like that? Could he be pretending?"

"How is this possible!? I won't admit my mistake!"

Glenn looked at the gathered crowd, which was buzzing with discussion, many of which were questioning.

In response to this, he simply suddenly released the unique sense of oppression of high-level life, and in an instant, the vast sea of ​​people fell silent.

This powerful momentum highlights the insignificance of ordinary people and makes all doubts disappear.

Glenn's letter certainly wasn't the only one among those gathered.

The spies from various countries along the way, some secluded wild magicians or wanderers, they all have their own thoughts, but Glenn doesn't care. As long as it doesn't affect his business, then everything is fine.

"Mortals who have received the grace of God, I am the source of all curses, the almighty Werewolf God. I have seen your pious hearts and now I appear. Then, through your faith, let me protect you!"

Although it is a bit embarrassing, this is the simplest and most direct way, and people in this world buy into it.

Wow!

Most of the people knelt down immediately, almost trembling, and began to recite the words of praise they had composed.

Some people knelt down hesitantly. They were either not pious or were still skeptical about Glenn's identity.

Glenn's lamp-like eyes lit up slightly, and he was already taking in the performance and every move of everyone in the audience.

It seems that there are quite a lot of people joining in the fun... He laughed secretly in his heart, and suddenly shouted loudly:

"Everyone who is not involved, leave here immediately! The secret book of the Werewolf God is not to be passed on to outsiders!"

This voice was infused with power. The faces of those so-called irrelevant people changed drastically, and they left the scene without hesitation with various emotions such as unwillingness and disobedience.

Among them were quite a few level 4 or 5 characters who claimed to be high-ranking figures. They had already had doubts about the so-called Werewolf God and were waiting for the right opportunity to expose him.

But now, they were almost frightened to the point of incontinence, and they were thankful that they did not make a fool of themselves in public. How could they dare to complain and disappear as quickly as possible?

After removing the impurities, what remained were the true believers that Glenn really needed. Looking at these people with clear and determined eyes, Glenn seemed to have seen the scene where he would save the beautiful flower goddess from the so-called eternal dungeon after another breakthrough.

Gathering his wandering thoughts a little, Glenn began his formal preaching in the most solemn voice.

The secret code he established was written with reference to the laws of the previous life, and would certainly be deleted and modified according to the circumstances, but that kind of work would be the job of future church bishops, and he didn't have the leisure time for that.

the other side.

The spies sent by the kingdoms returned and told the leaders of their respective kingdoms what they had seen and heard.

The reactions varied, but the most special one came from a medium-sized kingdom.

This is because this kingdom is the only one that is certain that the man who claims to be the Werewolf God is very powerful and still has evil intentions.

In the overly luxuriously decorated Kingdom Council Hall, King Venides, who was as fat as a ball, was lying on a soft silk cushion while eating the fruit brought by the beautiful maid beside him, sneering vaguely:

"Werewolf God? This is simply the funniest joke I have ever heard. Anyone who knows history knows that the Supreme Court has long forbidden gods from appearing in front of mortals. This Werewolf God should be the level eight werewolf that appeared in the Kingdom of Zen. He is so bold that he even dares to impersonate a god."

The spy reporting from below said with lingering fear: "But I feel that the aura is not just level eight, Your Majesty, we..."

Before the spy could finish, the king interrupted him in dissatisfaction: "Don't use your shallow knowledge to question your wise king. You are just an insignificant pawn!"

"Yes, Your Majesty." The spy lowered his head deeply and dared not say anything more.