Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

After receiving the words of salvation, the mother was so moved that she could not express in words. She just bowed her head deeply to show her respect.

All the believers are waiting for Glenn to demonstrate his divine power. They will not doubt that the god they believe in has the ability to revive the dead, because the Werewolf God has said before that he is omnipotent.

Glenn blew out a puff of black air, which was just a ball of black air in the eyes of others, but it was actually an extremely advanced curse.

This was not the first time he had woven a curse to save people, and he could succeed even without transforming into a very advanced state.

The black gas seemed to have life, wrapping around the lifeless child. His collapsed chest bulged visibly, and his gray skin turned red.

The mother, kneeling on the ground, had tears all over her face, her eyes unblinking. From darkness to abyss, and from abyss to light, she experienced all the true ups and downs of life in just one day.

The child slowly fell into his mother's arms. Feeling the warmth, he opened his eyes slightly and called out "Mom".

The mother no longer suppressed her crying and cried freely.

Glenn's loyal followers cheered excitedly and shouted words like "Miracle! This is a miracle!"

……

In the wilderness, a hunter's cabin sits on the side of a muddy road.

A figure wearing a cowhide hat dragged a dead cow-like animal to the hunter's house.

Red-haired jackal, this is the nickname given to this wanderer by others, no one knows his real name.

All we know is that this man often moves around in various wilderness environments. On the surface, he is just a hunter, but people with channels know that he is a famous killer. As long as someone offers a price, he can come with the target's head to claim the reward the next day.

Never failed once.

The Red Jackal, named after his iconic red beard, casually threw aside his cowhide hat, rummaged around the house for various cutting tools, and began to skin the cow.

"I'm so unlucky today. I met an annoying little devil who actually asked me for food. The white bull I've been tracking for a few days ran away. I was already in a bad mood, and the little devil came to annoy me. I kicked him and let him eat his fill. These beggars don't want to live if they can't. I'm saving them, haha..."

The red-haired jackal kept talking to himself as he worked.

This is a lifestyle habit he has developed in order to avoid losing his language ability due to long-term lack of communication with others.

"That kid's mother was crying so unpleasantly, if not... I would have taken that woman with me to deal with it..."

Having said that, he paused and showed a reminiscent look.

But he quickly shook his head, as if he felt that reminiscing was some kind of taboo.

The red-haired jackal was very skilled, and the hide of a giant cow weighing more than a ton was peeled off bit by bit so cleanly and neatly.

All that was left was the division, but before the red-haired jackal could make its move, the space on the side began to twist.

A sense of crisis instantly enveloped him!

As a skilled killer, the Red-Haired Jackal's reaction was extremely fast, but even with his timely reaction, he only had time to throw out a poisoned dagger.

The dagger sank into the distorted air and disappeared in an instant. The next moment, the entire body of the red-haired jackal was sucked into it like the dagger.

The moment he was sucked in, the red-haired jackal determined that this was a very sophisticated teleportation magic, and countless countermeasures flashed through his mind.

The view brightened up again, and what came into view was a vast sea of ​​people, among whom there were two familiar figures.

With just a brief recollection, the red-haired jackal remembered, weren't these the little kid and his mother who were stepped on to death by him today?

Thus, he already knew why he was brought here.

Wait! How did that child survive?! Oh, I understand. It turns out that the child was not simple at all. I don’t know what kind of monster pretended to be him. I was actually wrong... The Red Devil Jackal was still thinking when he suddenly felt a terrible breath coming from behind.

He turned around suddenly and found a huge dark monster standing with its back to the light, staring at him quietly with eyes like burning charcoal.

"See if this is the person you are looking for."

The werewolf's majestic voice sounded.

The red-haired jackal actually had the urge to kneel down and apologize immediately, which made his back wet.

"Yes! It's him! This devil! I would recognize him even if he turned into ashes!"

The woman holding the child stared at the red-haired jackal with resentful eyes, wishing she could eat its flesh alive, while her child buried his head deeply in his mother's chest, not daring to look at the villain who had killed him once.

Glenn nodded, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the criminal to be judged!

The red-haired jackal looked at the terrifying black claw and felt an irresistible pressure coming over him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

The claw was obviously moving very slowly, but he just couldn't avoid it.

"Wait! You are the God of Werewolves, right?! What use is that to the mother and daughter?! It won't do them any good if they become your followers! Let me go! I will be your most loyal follower! Believe me! I can help you gain more! Give me three days! No! Two days! I can double the number of your followers!"

After hearing what he said, Glenn hadn't said anything yet, but the mother and son became restless. The mother said anxiously, "The Werewolf God will not allow scum like you to become a believer! Give up! You deserve to die!"

"Shut up! What can you do for the great werewolf god?! And teach all living beings children to expand the church?! You can't do anything! You and your cubs are so weak that you can hardly even feed yourselves!"

The red-haired jackal, held in the giant claws, taunted loudly.

The mother was so angry that she couldn't speak and could only stand there anxiously.

The red-haired jackal said to Glenn again: "Great Werewolf God! I will be absolutely loyal! I promise! Please consider my proposal!"

However, Glenn had a cold expression on his face and did not seem moved at all.

This made the red-haired jackal's heart sink to the bottom.

At this moment, Glenn's eyes suddenly lit up, and a force that could penetrate the soul pierced into the eyes of the person in his hand.

In an instant, Glenn turned the whole life of this man nicknamed the Red Jackal upside down.

Theoretically, this move can be used on any being with a soul, but Glenn cannot use this move on special groups like the Death Messengers who have no souls.

The Red Jackal's real name was Spear. His life was full of ups and downs, the kind that could be used to write a good biography.

The fire in Glenn's eyes gradually dimmed, and after a brief moment of shock, Spear began to tremble with fear.

Now he was truly scared. Even when facing death, he had never been afraid before. But now that he realized that the first half of his life had been stripped naked, he regretted very much that he did not commit suicide immediately.