Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Chapter 628 The Lower Bound

"When Nighthowl appeared just now, her reaction was much stronger than Arya's, and the look in her eyes... was a little strange."

Glenn was silent for a moment, then said, "Maybe she is just curious about magic. After all, ordinary people rarely have the opportunity to come into contact with these things."

"I hope so." A Duo sighed, then picked up the teapot, "Let's go, don't keep them waiting too long."

The two returned to the living room and found Arya and Porphy sitting on the sofa, while Night Howl was lying by the window, taking a lazily nap.

Glenn poured everyone a cup of honey tea, which was rich in aroma and had a hint of sweetness.

"It's delicious!" Arya took a sip and couldn't help but exclaim.

"This is the honey I mixed myself, with some special spices added," Glenn said with a smile.

Porphy held the teacup, took a sip, then looked up at Glenn: "Mr. Glenn, are you really a magician?"

Glenn nodded: "I guess so, but my magic may not be what you think."

"Then can you teach us magic?" Arya asked excitedly.

Glenn smiled and said, "Magic is not something that can be learned casually. It requires talent and patience. Besides, magic also has its dangers."

"Oh..." Arya lowered her head in disappointment.

Porphy still stared at Glenn, with a trace of inquiry in his eyes: "Mr. Glenn, you just said that your magic is different from ordinary magic...what do you mean?"

Glenn was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Porphy to ask so directly.

He was thinking about how to answer, but Aduo said first: "Porphy, let's talk about magic later. You are here to visit Bayek today, why don't I take you around here?"

"Okay!" Arya stood up immediately, obviously curious about the mysterious atmosphere in the town.

Porphy glanced at Glenn, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just nodded: "Okay."

Aduo took the two girls out of the house, and Glenn stood at the door, watching them go away.

Night Howl stood up from the window, walked to Glenn, and whimpered softly, which roughly meant: "Master, that girl... is a little strange."

"You felt it too?" Glenn frowned. He actually noticed it, but it was very subtle, just like an ordinary person catching a common cold. Glenn didn't take it seriously at first.

Nighthowl whimpered again in a low and serious voice, expressing his desire to go back to playing.

Glenn waved his hand, and Nighthowl happily turned and left.

Looking at Yehou's departing back, Glenn suddenly thought of something and murmured, "Could it be... a witch?"

This possibility is very high. He turned his gaze in the direction of Aduo and the others. This time, he used his enhanced eyesight to see clearly the girl named Porphy.

"You are such a witch. Come to think of it, I almost forgot to help the witches solve this matter. I will do it when I come back from the underworld."

Glenn said, turning and heading towards the basement of the house.

The walls of the basement were covered in ancient runes, with a huge magic circle in the center.

Glenn stood in the center of the magic circle and whispered a few spells, then his figure gradually disappeared into the air.

When he opened his eyes again, he had arrived in the underworld.

The sky of the netherworld is a deep dark red, with magma pools or rivers everywhere. The earth is desolate and silent, and some strange creatures can be vaguely seen wandering in the distance.

Glenn stood in front of a tall black stone tower. A huge crystal was suspended on the top of the tower, emitting a faint blue light.

"You're finally here." A cold voice came from behind.

Glenn turned around and saw a female elf in a blue dress standing not far away.

Her long hair flows like waves and her eyes sparkle with a deep light.

"Hey, why did you change your clothes?" Glenn said jokingly.

"I am a great queen now! This outfit suits my temperament!" Song of the Sea raised her chin slightly, as if waiting for Glenn to make a comment.

"It does have that flavor." Glenn stroked his chin and nodded, "Also, the temperament is also right."

The corner of Ocean Song's mouth curled up, and then said: "As a god, you have very good taste."

Glenn just smiled. After all, he still had to work soon, so he didn't mind praising the other person more at this time.

"The messenger of death seems to have arrived, let's go over there." He turned and said.

Song of the Ocean nodded, then waved his hand, and a curtain of water appeared out of thin air.

The two passed through the water curtain and came to a barren plain. In the middle of the plain, a figure in a black robe was standing there, holding a huge sickle in his hand.

"Your master can come now." Glenn walked forward and whispered.

The man in black robe turned around, revealing a pale and empty face.

His eyes were like an abyss, as if they could swallow up all life.

"My Lord comes when He wishes," Death's voice was hoarse and low, "and it is not yet the appointed time."

"Okay, whatever." Glenn shrugged.

"The underworld, I haven't been here for a long time..." The voice of death suddenly rang out through the layers of space, and then a chaotic abyss between fantasy and reality appeared.

There are only two glowing balls of light on its body to tell where its gaze is.

Glenn looked back at the prepared venue and said, "The stage is ready. You two must work hard."

"Let's get started as soon as possible." Death nodded, "I haven't used my power for a long time. This is a good time to warm up."

Glenn glanced at the strange scenery of the underworld, his body began to swell, and powerful power gushed out from his body.

Level seven, level eight, level nine, level ten.

Glenn didn't stop until he transformed into his level 10 form.

There is no need to reach the eleventh level of godhood; this state is enough.

Looking at these three-headed, godlike creatures, Song of the Ocean and Death could not help but be shocked in their hearts.

Although he has not reached the level of a god, Glenn's body at this time is already full of divinity. This can only mean one thing, that is, Glenn's strength is probably far stronger than that of ordinary gods.

As the power stabilized, Glenn began the comprehensive transformation of the lower world without hesitation.

Countless tentacles made of curses spread out in all directions with Glenn as the center.

The tentacles penetrate deep into the ground and reach high into the sky, wrapping around everything they can touch and transforming them into what Glenn wants.

The entire netherworld was like being thrown into a giant blender, undergoing crazy transformation.

Perhaps it was because the underworld and the mainland were inextricably linked, that when Glenn was transforming it, countless spectacular scenes appeared on the mainland.

And this is accompanied by increasingly strong resistance.

Glenn's tentacles often encountered some space storms or magical turbulence hidden in the underworld, which prevented him from fully exerting his power.