"Hurry up, Baggins. This place is really creepy."


    "All right, mate. This kid is just a poor fellow. There isn''t even a single copper coin on him. Damn it..."


    "I thought so..."


    ...


    Hiss...


    Why can''t I exert any strength? My whole body feels like it''s falling apart. It really hurts...


    What''s wrong with me? Could it be that I blacked out while practicing martial arts?


    Glenn vaguely heard a conversation. His consciousness cleared from the chaos, and when he felt the strangeness of his body, he couldn''t help but take a sharp breath.


    When he opened his eyes, what greeted him were the dark treetops and the semi-dark sky encircled by them.


    The people beside him were still chatting.


    "Since there''s nothing valuable on him, we''d better get out of here quickly. It''ll be a hassle if we run into some meddling person."


    "It''s a waste to leave him here. I might as well eat him."


    "Do as you please, but hurry up..."


    The voices were getting closer, yet Glenn was filled with doubts in his heart.


    Why is the language they''re speaking so odd? The sentence structures and grammar are similar to English, but it clearly isn''t English! How on earth can I understand it?


    Wait... Eat him? Me!?


    Glenn was shocked and had a bad premonition. He tried to endure his weakness and get up.


    However, just as he propped himself up with his hands and feet, a powerful blow landed on his abdomen.


    A searing, tearing pain spread throughout his body from his abdomen.


    Glenn was sent flying and rolled several times on the ground.


    His body was already weak, and now, even with Glenn''s strong willpower, he couldn''t stop his body from trembling in pain, and beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.


    But he endured it and didn''t utter a single cry of pain.


    "This kid actually didn''t die?" A strange male voice sounded.


    Glenn turned his head and saw a man with a thick beard, a hooked nose, and dressed in rough clothes, with a Western European appearance, grinning menacingly at him.


    Behind him, there was a thinner guy hidden in the shadows, and his face couldn''t be seen clearly. But judging from his figure, he should also be a Westerner.


    Am I kidnapped by foreigners? Impossible! With my martial arts skills and alertness, how could I have been abducted here without even realizing it?


    Glenn came from a family of martial artists and practiced deadly combat techniques. After graduating from high school, he joined the army and entered a special forces unit. He had carried out special missions overseas, used real guns, and taken lives. His alertness was beyond question. This scene in front of him really puzzled him.


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    He also noticed the Western medieval-style clothes worn by the Westerner approaching him, the revolver and dagger at his waist.


    Everything exuded a sense of incongruity, and even his own body felt very unfamiliar.


    Could it be that I... have traveled through time? No way... This absurd idea popped into his mind. He wanted to dismiss it, but it seemed that only this explanation was the most reasonable.


    Suddenly, a memory emerged in his mind, which alleviated some of the pain and further supported this speculation.


    This world... magic, dragons, elves, dwarves, steam, kingdoms... A series of Western fantasy words flashed through Glenn''s mind.


    The original owner''s name was Dylan Nibankru. He was born into a merchant family and liked to travel around relying on his family''s wealth. He occasionally engaged in some dissolute behavior.


    Perhaps it was retribution.


    His extremely wealthy father suddenly sent a letter saying that he had gone bankrupt, but secretly left a small amount of savings for his children, which was enough for them to squander for a while.


    At the end of the letter, he warned Dylan not to go home again.


    Upon receiving this news, the original owner was shocked as if struck by lightning. Despite his father''s warning, he resolutely returned home, only to learn the news of his parents'' death from his siblings.


    They told the original owner that their parents had been killed by their enemies and that the police had already closed the case.


    After attending the funeral, the siblings went their separate ways with the small amount of property they had received.


    The original owner wandered aimlessly outside for several months. When he came to his senses, he found that there wasn''t much money left in his pocket.


    So, he bought an extremely cheap civilian house in a remote area within the territory of the Zern Kingdom and settled down there.


    However, the place where he settled was very strange, and the original owner lived in fear all day long.


    This morning, on his way back after buying ingredients in the town, he suddenly felt a sharp pain and a dull thud behind his head and lost consciousness.


    Just now, Glenn''s consciousness awakened in this body...


    I''ve really traveled through time... It only took an instant to digest this information. Without time to think more, Glenn took a moment to steady his breathing, gritted his teeth again, stood up, and looked at the bearded man approaching.


    With his current physical condition, it was almost impossible to defeat these two adults head-on.


    But for Glenn, who had traveled through time, there was still a chance.


    Having carried out assassination missions more than once, he could quickly analyze the situation in front of him. He had to defeat the enemy with one move!


    His eyes shifted as he scanned the whole bodies of the two men in front of him, calculating something in his mind.


    "Why aren''t you speaking? Are you scared silly? Lie down obediently!"


    The bearded man shouted arrogantly and stretched out a thick arm to push Glenn down.


    The moment the arm was about to touch Glenn''s body, his gaze suddenly froze!


    The knuckles of his right palm bent forward, and like a striking viper, it stabbed towards the bearded man''s neck!


    The two men completely didn''t see the weak and vulnerable Glenn as a threat, and they didn''t expect this sudden change at all.


    Feeling the huge pressure on his neck, the bearded man suddenly lowered his head, and his tongue involuntarily stuck out as if he wanted to vomit.


    Glenn quickly withdrew his right hand, and his left hand had already grabbed the dagger hidden at the bearded man''s waist. Smoothly, he slit the bearded man''s throat.


    The other man hidden in the shadows had already reacted, but everything was already a foregone conclusion.


    Glenn withdrew his right hand, pulled out the bearded man''s revolver, used the man''s body as a shield, cocked the gun, aimed, and pulled the trigger.


    Bang!


    A gunshot rang out in the silent forest, startling a flock of birds.


    The man hidden in the shadows was shot in the head and fell backward heavily.


    Everything was so smooth and natural, as if it had been rehearsed.


    Glenn pushed the bearded man away. The man was still covering his neck, making gurgling sounds.


    Feeling a tearing pain in his abdomen, he opened his shirt and took a look.


    There were two wounds on his stomach that had just healed, and one of them had already opened again, and blood was gushing out.


    These two bastards must have done this... Frowning, Glenn tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes to cover the wound.


    Suddenly, he noticed that the fallen bearded man was still alive and making sounds.


    Looking down, Glenn''s eyes suddenly widened.


    The bearded man''s face had changed a lot at this moment.


    First, his mouth protruded obviously outward and was still continuing to do so, and thick black hair grew on his cheeks, covering more of his skin like wild grass.


    This guy is actually a werewolf! Glenn instantly understood the situation at this moment through his memory.


    Without hesitation, he raised his hand and pointed the revolver at the bearded man''s forehead.


    The other guy still needed time to fully transform, and Glenn naturally wouldn''t give him the chance.


    He pulled the trigger, and there was a click. The expected gunshot didn''t ring out.


    What''s going on? Glenn repeatedly cocked the gun and pulled the trigger, but there was still no gunshot.


    He opened the cylinder and took a look.


    There are no bullets left!?


    He casually threw the revolver aside, took the dagger from his left hand with his right hand, and immediately pressed down on the bearded man''s head, stabbing the dagger directly into the still-healing wound on the man''s neck!


    Perhaps because his life was under threat, and also because the other party had a werewolf physique and was very strong, even with the advantage of his own weight, Glenn had great difficulty suppressing him.


    His left hand couldn''t hold on due to lack of strength.


    The half-transformed werewolf head opened its mouth with white fangs and bit down hard on Glenn''s wrist.


    A sharp pain shot through him, but Glenn didn''t dare to stop the movement of his right hand and continued to cut the flesh and blood on the other guy''s neck.


    At this moment, he was grateful that the other party couldn''t use his full strength, otherwise his left hand might not have been saved.


    Finally, Glenn separated the bearded man''s head from his body. The struggle stopped, and his left hand also felt the pressure disappear.


    Pulling out his bloody and battered left wrist, Glenn didn''t dare to stop. Panting heavily, he rushed towards the other man.


    The guy hidden in the shadows didn''t show any abnormal signs, but Glenn didn''t dare to be careless and also cut off his head.


    After finishing, he collapsed to the side and rested while gasping for breath.


    It''s so thrilling right from the start. I almost died... Glenn felt his pounding heart and tried to ease his tense nerves.


    The wound was still bleeding. After resting for a while, he dealt with it briefly.


    Then he stood up, gritted his teeth, and staggered in the direction of his residence.


    He didn''t notice that the nails at the tips of his fingers had just turned into black sharp claws and then returned to normal...