The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

A new round of fighting has begun.

Sigmon's strength has steadily increased, and he can barely cope with the current situation, but Veramont's strength has declined, and his physical recovery has obviously been unable to keep up with the speed of the trauma. When the second cycle ended, he was exhausted. , What's worse, Veramont's spirit also began to appear abnormal.

"Has it been too long since you lived a comfortable life, so that you can't adapt to high-intensity battles?" Sigmon half-jokingly, after two consecutive melee battles, the two accumulated some friendship during the battle, and more importantly It was Sigmund who got Villamont's approval through his own strength.

At least in this environment, his seventh-order hunter is obviously stronger than Villamonte's eighth-order performance.

"It's not the battle, it's the environment here... the breath that pervades the entire space." After finally getting a breather, Veramont quickly recovered from his injuries without giving up his observation of the surrounding space.

"I have checked every inch of space here, believe me, among all people, there is no one who understands space better than me, even if I can't connect to the stars, but most of my abilities are still there, I'm sure, There is no place to hide in this space..."

"That is to say... the blood of the source is not here."

"I'm afraid so." Villamonte nodded.

"Then how do you explain the strange condition and death cycle of these people?" Sigmund demanded.

"I don't know." Villamonte stood up and took a breath before he recovered from his injuries, "Back to the topic just now, I said this is a trap, but the biggest problem is not with Blair and others, but It's this space that has an influence on me all the time."

"I now finally understand why they turned into that appearance. Even if there is no outside interference, after staying here for a long time, my spirit will be polluted, and this is what puzzles me."

"I can't find the blood of the source, but the influence exerted by that thing still exists. The battle is not enough to break my spirit, but if it drags on, one day, my spirit will be completely polluted. At that time, I will lose myself and be reborn here infinitely in a twisted state."

"It may be for this reason that Blair chose to commit suicide before he was completely contaminated. From their point of view, it was a kind of mercy to kill me."

As the two were talking, the tide of the horizon swept in, and the third round of death cycle was over.

"Let's see who can last longer!" Villamonte let out a breath and took the initiative to meet him, followed by Sigmund.

During the battle with the Tomb King, Villamonte was cursed before death, and has not recovered until now. Now, his power has been consuming, and he has been very strong until now.

As for Sigmund, he is a complete exception.

Fighting, fighting, in this environment, if there is no way to curb the chaos value, it is difficult for the spirit not to be affected, and after the end of the third cycle, the aura of Villamonte has declined very sharply. It is foreseeable that the most If he insisted on two more cycles, he would be unable to continue.

The sea water falling from the sky swept away everyone in the city, not even a trace of blood was left. Seeing this scene, Sigmon's heart moved, and an idea suddenly popped up.

"Is there a possibility... The blood of the source did not gather together, but was scattered in countless copies and stored in everyone's body? It is for this reason that all talents can be infinitely resurrected here, and every time At the end of the cycle, the blood of the corpse will be taken away."

Villamont's eyes lit up, "A good guess."

"So how can we extract everyone's blood?" While waiting, Sigmon fell into contemplation. At this moment, Sigmon felt that some kind of power hidden in his body had completely subsided. He understood that this meant that he was in complete control. The power of the seventh order.

Although he is also a beast, Dressel has struggled all the way, lost his best friend, lost some extremely precious memory, and struggled alone, so in the end, he became a sad beast.

Then Sigmund, while he completely mastered the seventh-order power, he also found the power with his own special attributes.

confusion.

After thinking about all this, a glimmer of enlightenment flashed in his mind, accompanied by the surging sea water in the sky, before the fourth cycle came, the nightmare carriage appeared out of thin air without Sigmon calling.

The horse's hooves were crisp, and when the dark and tall, smoky nightmare carriage appeared in front of Villamonte, the strong man who claimed to have mastered the power of space to the limit was completely speechless.

"What is this?" Of course he understood that what appeared in front of him was not a simple extraordinary item, and it was beyond his understanding that it could break through the power of the Mother of Rebirth.

"Who the **** are you?" He looked at Sigmon with an unfamiliar look.

"Veramont, you have to get out of here."

In the past, the Nightmare Carriage could only come, but not go, but now, when Sigmund has firmly established himself in the seventh order, the power of the Nightmare Carriage has also been enhanced.

"What did you say?"

"I can send you out of here. With your current state, you can't last two cycles."

"how about you?"

"I have to stay, I can't find the blood of the source, and Elan will die a lot."

"What are you going to do?"

"I already have a little idea." Sigism smiled, "Don't worry." He patted the carriage beside him, "I can still escape if I beat me, but I won't leave unless I have to."

Veramont's eyes were complicated.

"I owe you my life."

"Then help me protect that city before I go back."

"I promise you," Veramont promised.

At this time, the carriage of the nightmare carriage opened, and a figure jumped down, "What's going on?" Maria asked.

"Something happened." The tide hit, and the fourth cycle was about to come. Sigmon quickly explained, "You leave together, leave it to me here."

"I can stay and help you." Maria popped out the weapon in her hand.

"No, it's more convenient for me to do the next thing by myself."

Seeing that the sea water was about to fall, Sigmund quickly put Maria and Veramont on the carriage. He walked to the carriage, patted the head of the black horse, and then spit out a word.

"Abetus."

The next moment the carriage started, an illusory figure appeared on the steering seat~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Then the nightmare carriage stepped into the void and disappeared in front of Sigmon.

At this time, the sea fell, turning the world upside down.

I don't know how long it took, the scene in front of me changed, this time, he did not appear on the lively street, but appeared in the warm carriage of the nightmare carriage.

The two of Maria had been sent back to Abetus by him. The carriage of the nightmare carriage was warm and clean. Sigmon stretched tiredly and saw everything in the chaos outside through the car window.

But even though his carriage was parked on the side of the road, everyone in the city turned a blind eye to him.

He sat comfortably on the sofa, took out a bottle of treasured wine, took a big mouthful, hiccupped, lay down and fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, he had already entered his own chaotic world.

At this time, in his chaotic world, the entire city has undergone great changes.