The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"He is the driver of the nightmare carriage and the one who killed the first emperor of the empire? So what is the relationship between the Invisible One and Rokar?" Floating in mid-air, turning a blind eye to the collapsed tower under his feet, he didn't seem to be in a hurry to launch an attack.

The restless energy in the surrounding space gradually subsided, which means that the ancient **** of destruction and others returned to their posts, but they always set their sights here.

"I didn't expect it to be you at the end, Villamonte." The Emperor said, he was not wearing a robe specially made inside the church, but a tailored trousers and shirt. This image is walking on the street. On, people who see him will only regard him as an ordinary noble young man, not a church **** emperor.

The emperor's figure is not tall, and his face is even a bit immature and delicate. The hem of the white shirt is inserted into the trousers, the neckline at the wrist is turned over, revealing a section of the forearm, and a few buttons are loosened between the neck. , you can see the slightly thin collarbone.

Clean and fresh, this is the first impression the man in front of him gives.

But no one thought that it was such a person who stirred up the situation in the whole world, and every decision he made would affect the life and death of hundreds of thousands of people.

"They're all dead." Villamonte was silent for a moment, then opened his mouth. Faces appeared in front of him, Tomb King, Deep Sea, Witch Blair... and finally, Dawn, who was crawling on the ground like maggots.

"Their deaths are to accomplish greater things." The God Emperor said without changing his face.

"For your immortality?" Villamonte snorted coldly.

"You are too narrow-minded." The Emperor shook his head, and seemed unwilling to explain too much, "Maybe you will understand, maybe not, but it doesn't matter, I don't need other people's understanding to do things." He said calmly, Then raise your left hand.

The surrounding space did not change, and everyone could not perceive the surge of power, but inexplicably, everyone felt a huge sense of oppression, and it seemed that there was an invisible power that was about to invade their bodies and control everything.

Swish!

At the critical moment, Sigmon was the first to regain consciousness. He clenched the scythe in his hand, summoned all his strength, his eyes became confused, and then he cut to a place in the void.

It seems that some strange connection has been cut off, and the emperor withdrew his left hand. I don't know when, his palm was cut open, but from the ruptured wound, Sigmon did not see a trace of blood, and there was a gushing inside. Moving is a golden streamer.

"Interesting." He glanced at Sigmon for the first time with a solemn look.

hum!

The space around Veramont was cracked with several gaps, and through these gaps, towers of energy in different states could be seen.

"Destroy the remaining energy towers as much as possible, I'll drag him!" Villamonte said without looking back, uncontrollable anger surging in his calm eyes.

Sigmon, Maria, Epolo and the others looked at each other with a hint of hesitation on their faces. Since his arrival, the Emperor has not shown much power, but the sense of calm and oppression surpassed them. Any enemy he had faced before, at this time, Villamonte could only be regarded as half a foot into the ninth order, and it was obviously a bit reluctant to face the emperor alone.

"What are you still doing, don't mind me, hurry up, don't forget our real purpose!" Veramont urged.

But at this moment, the **** emperor in the distance suddenly laughed softly, "Poor Vera, you have a new body, have you lost your basic judgment?"

The smile on his face slowly subsided, "What makes you think you can fight against me alone?" The lines on his face gradually became cold, and there was a hint of contempt on his lips.

"I came to see you, just want to put an end to all this with my own hands, and bury you who represent the past!" He said while slowly clenching his fists.

The wound on the palm was closed, and at the same time the gate of the stars opened by Veramont was closed. In the process, Sigmon could see the support of Veramont's efforts, but his efforts seemed to be ineffective in front of this man. too much meaning.

【Void turbulence】

The power on Villamonte suddenly exploded, and the space around the God Emperor's body shattered like a mirror. The energy in the torn void rioted, and the turbulent flow formed rushed into this world.

But in the face of this terrifying attack that was enough to destroy everything, the **** emperor walked in the air with a blank face, and the turbulent flow of the cracked space passed around his illusory body, but all this could not be given to him. any impact.

That feeling, it seems that all attacks are ineffective against him.

There was a shocking scene in front of him. The young man in a white shirt walked forward step by step. The broken space around his body was like an apocalyptic scene, but he wore it quietly and unhurriedly. over this devastating attack.

Then he came to Villamonte, stretched out the index finger of his right hand, and pressed it forward gently.

A simple action that seems to mobilize the power of a planet.

At this moment, the sky above Veramont's head suddenly cracked, and the endless starry sky expanded, covering the entire space almost instantly. In the flowing starry sky, the power of the stars was injected into Veramont's body.

At this moment, Veramont's physical attributes were completely changed, and every muscle and cell of his seemed to correspond to the stars in the sky.

The muscles of the whole body were tense, and Veramont's body did not change much, but at this moment, in Sigmund's eyes, Veramont seemed to have turned into an ancient beast over a hundred meters.

The stars and the body.

Ancient and real.

At this moment, Veramont regained the power of the peak period, and finally he roared, the starlight shook the space, carrying the anger of countless years of exile and persecution, carrying the resentment of the dead, Veramont played his own The strongest attack!

tom!

The earth was sunken, and the terrifying energy escaped from the energy tower as the center, and even the ancient **** of destruction and others had to withdraw their peeping eyes.

But in the face of all this, the Emperor of God just continued to press forward slowly and firmly~www.wuxiamtl.com~ What's the point of this? "God Emperor chuckled, "You know the result, all your efforts are useless..."

The terrifying attack that was enough to destroy half of the city passed through the body of the emperor. Veramont gritted his teeth and desperately squeezed his strength. He had endured for so many years and waited so long. this moment.

But in the end...

puff!

Veramont's fist passed through the illusory body of the Emperor, while the opponent's fingers were lightly pressed between his eyebrows.

In the next moment, the sky collapsed and the sky turned upside down.

At that moment, Sigmon seemed to see the disillusionment of countless stars in the starry sky!

one strike.

Villamonte is dying!