Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Chapter 609: Crocodile Transformation

Glenn quickly rushed out of the cave, and the scene before him made his heart sink.

The originally peaceful desert was now illuminated by countless dazzling circles of light. Those circles of light were like eyes suspended in the air, staring at the earth coldly and mercilessly.

And below the aperture, dozens of tall monsters were slowly approaching.

They are larger than the previous monsters, and their skin has a metallic texture. Every time they take a step, the ground shakes slightly.

"These guys...are much stronger than before." Glenn narrowed his eyes and quickly assessed the situation.

He could feel the oppressive feeling emanating from these monsters; they were obviously not characters that could be easily dealt with.

While he was thinking, the monsters had already discovered his presence. The leading monster growled, then raised its arm, and a blazing beam of light shot out from its palm, heading straight for Glenn!

Glenn dodged the beam with ease.

However, the beam hit the rock behind him, instantly evaporating the rock into nothingness.

Glenn's heart sank; the attack power of these monsters far exceeded his expectations.

But if it is only this strong point, it is still too weak.

Glenn's body suddenly expanded and turned into a six-meter-tall black werewolf. The metal claws and flaming fangs on his arms exuded a cold chill.

These monsters stirred up the gray fog around them, allowing Glenn to see part of the scenery in the distance. In an instant, he had guessed the location and roughly determined the location of the target.

After solving these problems, he would go directly to Qiao Yasu's Magic Well. It wasn't far away anyway... Thinking this in his mind, his body, which was as small as an ant compared to the aperture monster, shot out like a cannonball!

Glenn's figure was like a flash of black lightning, rushing into the group of monsters in an instant.

He was so fast that he had already arrived in front of the leading monster before the monsters could react.

The metal claws of the Flame Fang drew a cold light in the air and went straight for the monster's throat.

With a light "hiss", the monster's head fell off. The hot beam of light fell into the sand along with its body before it completely dissipated from its palm.

Glenn didn't stop, he turned around and rushed towards the next target.

Although those aperture monsters were huge in size and amazingly powerful, they seemed clumsy and powerless in front of Glenn's speed and strength.

Their attacks were unable to reach Glenn at all, and instead they accidentally injured their companions in the chaos.

Glenn moved among the monsters like a ghost, and every time he attacked, a monster fell.

In just a few minutes, most of the dozens of aperture monsters had fallen.

The remaining monsters seemed to realize the danger and began to retreat, trying to distance themselves from Glenn.

However, Glenn didn't give them any chance.

His figure accelerated again, like a black whirlwind, instantly killing all the remaining monsters.

The desert returned to peace again, leaving only Glenn standing among the monster wreckage on the ground, slowly putting away his werewolf form.

His breathing was steady, as if the fight just now was just a warm-up.

The Breath of Withering probably didn't take me seriously. I wonder who was the owner of that look when I first came in? ... Glenn thought to himself.

Glancing over the remains of the monsters, he did not feel any threat from them, not even a hint of challenge.

However, he didn't care about that.

I should quickly complete the mission of the Supreme Court. I don’t know if my split body can cope with possible changes.

"The Qiaoyasu Magic Well... should not be far away." Glenn whispered, then took a step and walked towards the depths of the gray desert.

The grayish-white sand made a slight friction sound under his feet, as if the whole world was whispering.

Glenn's figure gradually disappeared at the end of the desert, leaving only the remains of the monster and the gradually dimming light circles, witnessing this short and fierce battle.

……

No court.

"Look! There! It must be the werewolf causing the noise! ​​But... why is he there?"

The book-headed man pointed in a direction and said loudly.

"Maybe we analyzed the wrong point..." the old black cat analyzed.

"Let's not worry about that for now. Are you sure Breath of Withering won't take him seriously?"

The mechanical woman said worriedly.

"Don't worry at all. The other party has been trying to swallow up the rest of the universe. Even if the Breath of Withering is powerful and terrifying, we can't do multiple things at once."

The hunchbacked black cat spoke in an extremely confident voice.

"Speaking of which, there seems to be something wrong with the mainland recently."

The mechanical woman suddenly brought up something else.

"It's the crocodile man who was possessed by the six disasters. It seems to have recovered some of its power and started to spread its seeds on the continent."

"Is this the trajectory of the long river of destiny?"

"With the Breath of Withering and the Werewolf God appearing at the same time, the River of Destiny has long been in chaos. How can it be used as a reference?"

"Then let Crazy Bear and the others keep an eye on it. I hope nothing unexpected happens."

……

Kingdom of Zen, Battersea Main Town.

With an unwilling roar, another monster that crawled out of the huge pit fell to the ground.

The knights lay or sat exhausted around the battlefield.

The main force in this battle, the fourth-level knight Durek threw the knight's sword with a rolled blade aside and looked around.

Several days of continuous high-intensity fighting had taken a toll on even its strong physique.

"What on earth created these huge pits? Is it a demon? It must be! Only in the demon kingdom do these huge pits that spit out monsters do not appear!"

A knight said loudly.

"It's hard to say whether it's the Demon Kingdom, but at least we're not the worst off. Look at the Warsong Kingdom. Not only are there monsters jumping out of giant pits, but there are also ancient sirens from the polluted land. I heard that the Knight King hasn't rested for a few days."

The person who spoke this time was a magician, and only a magician would address the Knight King in such a teasing tone.

"This is what the strongest kingdom on the continent should bear... eh? Ah!..."

There was also a knight who was speaking when he suddenly let out a shrill scream!

Many eyes looked over and saw a knight covered in the purple blood of the monster. His body twisted, and then his skin turned yellow-green, his scales bulged, and finally he turned into a crocodile man!

After the transformation, the knight seemed to have lost all his sanity, and pounced on the nearest knight with red eyes.

But he was soon restrained and stopped by the fourth-level knight and magician.

"What's going on!? What happened to him?!"

The knight who was nearly hit asked in horror.

"Everyone else! Wash the blood off your bodies!" a magician suddenly reminded loudly.

But it was too late, several knights covered in purple blood turned into irrational crocodile men in the same way.

Chaos arose again, and the exhausted knights had to continue fighting despite their tired bodies.

Such scenes are also happening all over the continent, except in the Demon Kingdom.