Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Somewhere in the continent occupied by the Breath of Withering.

The dark throne stands out like a tumor in the gray world.

"Don't worry, don't worry, my dear brother, it's almost done, everything is a foregone conclusion, no one can stop us."

The figure on the dark throne spoke as if to comfort him.

The giant beasts that occasionally appeared in the sky made low growls, as if responding to what it said.

"Okay, I get it. You're asking me why I didn't kill the biggest threat right away? Isn't it obvious? It's too powerful, far beyond my imagination. It's impossible to kill it with just my tentacles that penetrate deep into it. Now everything is going in the direction we want. There's no need to take risks. Even if I concentrate the power of those tentacles, I may not be its opponent."

At this time, the giant beast in the sky finally showed its head, which was a simple crying face expression, which was weird and made people instinctively sad.

Its mouth opened and closed, and it spoke with difficulty:

"I...my avatar...can help..."

"No, your avatar can't help me. If it was before the second trial was completed, there might still be a chance, but now, it's useless. When my tentacles fought against it, I could feel that it had more powerful means that it hadn't used yet. Perhaps it was waiting for us to officially descend before using them."

The figure on the throne shifted, and the deep-rooted tentacles beneath the throne also twisted.

"He...gives me...a bad feeling...I'm a little...scared of him..."

said the giant face in the sky.

"I understand your feelings, my dear brother. Outsiders also have strengths and weaknesses. Just like the two that the Supreme Court sent to fight against us, they were almost defeated. You could easily deal with them without me having to do anything. But this one, his second trial is almost catching up with the kitten. I can't imagine how invincible he will be after completing all the trials. But there is no need to worry. The stronger he is, the farther away the last trial will be. He can't wait for the last trial. Victory will belong to us in the end."

The figure on the throne raised his hand and shook it gently, his tone full of confidence.

"When... shall we... eat... that thing..."

The giant face in the sky tilted slightly, thought for a while, and suddenly spoke.

"The Supreme Court? Don't worry. That is the core of the rules of this world. If we eat it too early, it will only hurt us. We want to let everything wither. If it is destroyed directly, it is not withering. That is simply too boring. The withering of all things is the most beautiful. You should be more paranoid than me on this point."

When talking about withering, the eyes of the figure on the throne brightened a little.

"Withering is the best... Withering is the best... I like the name they gave me... Breath of Withering... I am the Breath of Withering..."

The giant face in the sky seemed to want to smile, but the corners of its mouth could not be raised no matter what.

The figure on the dark throne leaned slightly to the side, supported his cheek with his hand, and nodded, "This is indeed a beautiful name, but I wonder what name they will give me after seeing me?"

Then it chuckled again, "There's no chance. When they see me, it's the end of everything. To be honest, I still have a little regret."

At this moment, one of the tentacle under its throne trembled abnormally.

The dark figure's eyes flashed slightly, and a golden ring appeared in front of him.

A picture of another world appeared in the middle of the circle.

The evil god's evil appearance appeared in the picture, and he said respectfully to the figure on the throne:

"Great Shepherd, I have followed your will and planted pollution in the seven real coordinates of the universe. Those weak evil gods have all become your tentacles."

"The light of the microworms can also play a role at a critical moment. You have done a good job. Now proceed to the next step. Keep an eye on the Supreme Court, the center of the laws of the universe. They may lose control of the universe at any time. You must seize that opportunity."

"I will never let you down."

Evil thoughts are firmly believed.

It paused and said, "The werewolf named Glenn attacked all our contaminated points and caused considerable damage. Will this affect your plan?"

The figure on the throne waved his hand, "This is what I expected. Such a large target will definitely be attacked. It doesn't matter. That little bit of damage is not enough to cause any impact."

"I understand."

As the evil thought came out, the giant golden ring dissipated like sand.

"Do you still have your seeds?"

asked the giant face in the sky.

"Are you talking about the one planted in that kitten? It's gone. It was just an experiment. There's no need to feel sorry for it. Besides, Glenn should have noticed my trick."

The dark figure spoke as he casually condensed a strange man covered in smoke.

This was exactly the one of the pre-court incarnations that Glenn was asked by the Supreme Court to find.

At this moment, this strange man's eyes were dull and lifeless.

"If he wasn't there...you wouldn't have to do anything..."

The giant face said with regret.

"Yes." The figure on the throne blew away the smoke monster. "If Glenn didn't exist, or if Glenn wasn't that powerful, I wouldn't have to use my backup plan. I wouldn't have to spend so much money to lure those obsessed people on the continent to come here, and then let them go back to build a passage... But this is necessary to prevent this kind of situation. If Glenn successfully completes the three trials, the two of us together may not be his opponent."

"If... we succeed... can we return to our original world? I really want that place to become a withered world..."

Surprisingly, there was a hint of resentment in the tone of the giant face in the sky.

When the original world was mentioned, the figure on the throne was silent for a moment, and then he said in a cold voice:

"If I could go back, I would make them wither even more desperately!"

It relaxed again. "But this possibility is not great. Not to mention the solidity of the World Wall, even if we go back, we are no longer outsiders. We are indigenous people. Our strength will return to what it was before. Anyone can still bully us. On the contrary, the weak mortals here will become unrivaled gods after going to our place."

"This is... the injustice of fate..."

The giant face in the sky seemed even sadder.

"Don't think about the past unhappiness. This place belongs to us now. We control all the rules. Let's forget those damn memories and enjoy the present!"