The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

If it is the real world, with Sigmon's strength, he can only entangle with the God-Emperor for a while at most, but this is a dreamland. With the help of the nightmare carriage and the chaotic world, Sigmon can exert his strength to the limit, and then use the God-Emperor. of greed, pierced a gap in the sturdy defensive shell.

The angry God-Emperor raised his hand and patted Sigmon. Sigmon was driven into the ground. At this moment, the mountain in the distance cracked. At the same time, the real Nosferatu also swayed. stand up.

Sigmon felt that his body was almost collapsed, and he was exhausted by now. In the dimness, he could only feel the collision of two forces, the earth shook, and the noisy sound came into his ears. He wanted to. Standing up, he found that his body in the dream was torn apart.

At this moment, the familiar power from the earth poured into his body, and he heard a faint voice coming from his ear.

"Are you the young man Rocar said?"

"Mother of Rebirth?!" Sigmund fought hard.

"This is just a simple thought, my body is still sleeping." The warm voice continued to answer.

"How can I help you?"

"Unlike Rocar and the others, my strength is reflected in the body. Facing this kind of spiritual confinement, I can't break free by myself, so I need to... wait!"

Before the Reborn Mother could finish her words, her voice stopped abruptly, Sigmon struggled to climb out of the ground, and he looked up and saw a shocking sight.

The Emperor's body was floating in the air, and around him, darkness covered the entire sky, and in the lingering black smoke, Sigmund sensed an aura that was very familiar to him.

It was the breath of a nightmare carriage.

The God-Emperor used the power that belonged to Rocar, and was driven by the will of everyone in the entire city to suppress the thoughts of the Mother of Rebirth that were about to wake up.

"I have to do something." The body exerted strength, but with a crisp sound, the part below his knee shattered instantly, causing Sigmon to lose his balance and fall to the ground.

In the body of the **** emperor, the power belonging to Rocar poured out continuously, like the night, covering the whole mountain. As time passed, the surging red light gradually subsided, which means the power of the mother of rebirth. is being suppressed.

Suddenly, a familiar sigh sounded from his ears, "Leave here, now you are not his opponent..."

"Where are you? How can I help you?" Sigmund asked anxiously.

"You need more powerful strength. No one can break Rocar's dream, except himself, and now you are obviously not strong enough."

"Come on, let's take his final seal... If there is time, I may be able to give you one last bit of help."

Sigmon raised his head, the God Emperor in the sky was still strong, he stole a part of Rocar's power, and similar to himself, the God Emperor had control over the dream, but the two were obviously slightly different.

And just like the Mother of Rebirth said, his own strength is not reflected in the spirit. In this case, there is absolutely no way for him to break free from the blockade of the dream, and Sigmund...

Bowing his head, Sigmon saw his almost collapsed body. In the dream world, his spirit had reached its limit, but the God-Emperor on the opposite side was unscathed.

"I understand." Sigmon sighed, this operation ended in failure, but it was not completely fruitless, at least he understood the gap between himself and the emperor, and found a way to truly defeat the other party.

More importantly, he destroyed the stability of the entire dream world. Although the Mother of Rebirth couldn't wake up completely, her consciousness had begun to recover. During this process, the Emperor had to spend a lot of energy to restore everything. As always.

And time is the scarcest resource.

As soon as the thought in his heart moved, the nightmare carriage appeared out of thin air, as if he had noticed something, and the God Emperor floating in the sky glanced back distractedly, but at this time, the power of the Mother of Rebirth was released, and the God Emperor had to pay all his attention. Focus on the work at hand.

Sigmon climbed into the carriage, and the nightmare carriage broke through the void. He felt his consciousness rising rapidly, and when he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the dimly lit room.

On the bed, Epolos closed his eyes and breathed evenly. Sigmon felt a tingling pain in his mind. He barely supported him and walked to Epolos. He put his index finger between her eyebrows for a few seconds. After that, Apollos opened his eyes blankly.

"Why..." As soon as she spoke, she saw Sigmon's pale face.

"Go back and talk, let's get out of here first!"

Sigmon walked out of the room with the help of Epolos. The wind and snow filled the house, and the two of them felt the shaking of the ground.

"This is the breath of the mother goddess!"

Summoning the nightmare carriage again, Sigmon clenched the reins, and just as he was about to drive the carriage away, the rich red light in the void in front of him converged, and a blood bead condensed with golden light appeared in front of him.

"This is the blood of the source?!" Just being enveloped by the red light, Sigmon felt that the dark wounds on his body were repairing rapidly, and even his broken spirit showed signs of improvement, especially the little gold in the blood beads. of light.

"I can only help you so much." A faint voice came from my ear, "Leave here and find a way to advance to a higher level. Only in this way can you confront him head-on."

The voice of the Mother of Rebirth stopped abruptly, and the blood of the source sank into Sigmon's forehead. At the same time, the vibration of the entire city suddenly stopped. In the dark night sky, Sigmon saw a familiar figure appear.

"Let's go!" He started the carriage and glanced at the **** emperor in the distance. The darkness was shrouded in darkness. Before the nightmare carriage completely disappeared, he heard the angry roar of the **** emperor.

Da da da.

The horseshoe prints on the bluestone road, the speed of the car slows down, and seeing the familiar nameplate on Elm Street, Sigmon let out a sigh of relief.

"The mother goddess is awake, and I can feel her breath!" Apollos opened the car door and asked impatiently.

"No~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Sigmund shook his head, and then briefly recounted what happened, "Go back and rest. "Sigmon has never been more tired.

Recently, Abetus has been strictly enforcing a curfew, so not long after the Nightmare carriage appeared, it attracted the attention of the night watch demon hunters, and soon, everyone learned the news of Sigmon's return .

By this time, the tired Sigmund had already fallen asleep.

In his sleep, he felt that he was in a warm ocean, the blood-red light filled the air, and he heard a warm voice, "Absorb this power, it can help you become stronger, the most important thing is..."

In the psychedelia, Sigmon saw the golden light without any explanation. The moment he saw the light, he understood the power attribute contained in it.

That is part of the divinity that belongs to the Reborn Mother.

It is the key to promotion to the eighth rank!