Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Chapter 643 Filona

But he quickly regained his composure and shouted loudly: "Werewolf God! The Earth God has no intention of offending us. We just want to take back this land. Please... please don't interfere!"

His final tone was weak.

Glenn ignored him and slowly raised his hand, condensing a ball of black energy in his palm.

That energy seemed to be able to devour everything, even the surrounding light was distorted.

"Go ask the Will of the Earth and see if he will turn against me for a piece of land." Glenn said casually.

He waved his hand lightly, and the black energy instantly turned into three huge black lightning bolts, heading straight for the three stone giants.

The stone giants tried to resist, but their defenses were like paper in front of the black lightning and were instantly pierced through.

"boom--!"

Amidst a deafening explosion, the three stone giants fell to the ground and turned into a pile of rubble.

The bishop of the Earth God Capital turned pale and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"This...!" he muttered to himself, his eyes filled with fear.

Glenn turned his gaze to Angras and said coldly: "Your ambition ends here."

Angras looked up at Glenn with dazed eyes, his eyes filled with a sense of broken faith.

He was thinking, with such a monster behind the forest elves and the night elves, wasn't his ambition a joke?

The bishop wanted to say something else, but Glenn no longer gave him the chance.

He waved his hand lightly, and the bishop's body was instantly bound by an invisible force, then thrown far away and disappeared into the sky.

When the earth elf warriors saw this scene, they completely lost the will to fight.

They dropped their weapons, knelt on the ground, and begged for Glenn's forgiveness.

Angras's face turned extremely ugly. He knew that he had completely failed.

He gritted his teeth and finally gave the order to retreat.

"Let's go!" There was reluctance and anger in his voice.

Glenn did not stop it. In this battle, only the earth elves suffered casualties. His followers were all cursed with undeadness, and those dead elves of small tribes were resurrected by him easily, so there was no loss and naturally no need to create bloodshed.

As the judge who created Hell, he can see the sins of all living things. These reclusive earth elves basically have no sins worthy of the death penalty.

The earth elves' army retreated like a tide, leaving only the forest elves and night elf warriors on the battlefield.

They stood in front of the altar, looking up at Glenn's figure, their hearts filled with awe and gratitude.

"Glenn, thank you." Gotaya walked forward and said respectfully.

Glenn nodded slightly, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes: "You have done a good job. Antashar is your holy land. I will always protect it."

The high priest stepped forward and bowed deeply: "Mr. Glenn, your power makes us feel extremely reassured. We are willing to follow you forever and protect this land."

Glenn's eyes swept over every elf present, and he said slowly: "I am pleased with your courage and faith. Remember, true strength comes from unity and faith. As long as you stick to your original aspirations, nothing can defeat you."

Gotaya and Lena looked at each other, their eyes full of determination.

They know that although the battle is over, the road ahead is still long, and they will continue to protect Antashar and the glory of their ancestors.

Glenn's figure gradually disappeared into the air, but his power remained on this land forever.

The warriors of the forest elves and night elves began to clean up the battlefield, and peace returned to the area around the altar.

……

The hiding place of the Holy Spirit Family.

After the unremitting efforts of the Holy Spirit Family, the dragon was finally awakened.

However, their rational clearing plan encountered difficulties at the beginning.

Because the awakened dragon refused any power implantation, this caused a headache for the researchers of the Holy Spirit Family.

Logically speaking, the newly awakened dragon should be very hungry and should be eager to carry out its revenge plan.

However, no, if the dragon does not accept the power they implanted, it will not be possible to make the dragon lose its mind, and then it will not be possible to cause destruction on the continent and confront Glenn.

"Have you forgotten what the gods have done to you? Are you going to remain a mindless stone forever?"

The Holy Spirit Patriarch stood on the edge of a fenced platform and roared at the huge dragon figure in front of him, which was in chaos and beyond estimation.

The dragon closed its eyes and was falling asleep again.

It's obvious at a glance that these people want to take advantage of it.

The fire of revenge burning in the eyes of these humans is the same as his own before. They must have their own purpose in awakening it. No matter what it is, it is definitely not what he wants.

As for its own revenge, it believed that with Glenn's ability, he would help it achieve it one day, so there was no need to rush.

The Holy Spirit Chieftain became even angrier when she saw that the dragon completely ignored her. She cursed at him like a shrew.

It doesn't work.

The Holy Spirit Family had lost contact with the mainland for a long time and did not know that the Demon Dragon and Glenn actually had a good relationship. If they knew, they would reconsider their plan.

"Chief, do we still want to try? The dragon has no intention of fighting, so we have no way to start..."

A researcher behind the Holy Spirit Patriarch asked in a low voice.

"Of course we have to continue!" The Holy Spirit Patriarch turned around and roared.

"But the dragon..."

"It doesn't matter. We in the Holy Spirit Family still have plenty of time. We will find a way to control it without its consent..."

……

Bayek.

Glenn was at home discussing some problems with the Hell system with Death through the magic telephone when there was a knock on the door.

He interrupted his conversation with Death and opened the door to find a handsome man dressed in Warsong Kingdom clothing.

"Good morning, Mr. Glenn. Let me introduce myself. I am Grand Duke Filnan of the Warsong Kingdom. Now, on behalf of our King, I salute the most talented artist in the Kingdom of Zen and the great werewolf god."

The man took off his hat, bent down and saluted respectfully.

Glenn didn't seem too surprised. With the noise he made, if the big powers were capable enough they would be able to discover his identity.

"So you are the envoy of the Warsong Kingdom?" Glenn asked, standing at the door.

"You can say that, of course if you want, I can also be just an ordinary person who came from afar to visit Mr. Glenn, a great artist and entrepreneur."

Filónan's smile makes people feel like a spring breeze, and the first impression is not offensive. Perhaps this is why the War Song Kingdom sent him.

As a duke, the highest nobleman besides the king, coupled with his outstanding social skills, he is indeed the perfect choice.

"So you came here just to expose my identity as the Werewolf God?" Glenn asked with a smile.