The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"what have you found?"

Montana was extremely keen, and soon discovered the strangeness of Sigmund. The latter calmed down, handed the photo in his hand to the female monk, and at the same time expressed some of his guesses.

"That boy Nick should have died a few years ago. What we got was false news, but if that's the case...then what have I been in contact with these days?"

"Two dolls with sanity?"

"Impossible!" Montana shook her head firmly, as if she had thought of something but hesitated to speak.

"Gildo is in danger, we have to go down and help him!"

The unexpected discovery made both of them very uneasy.

A dead child, a puppet that looks like a real person, are there other people hiding in this manor?

At this time, Sigmund had reloaded the pistol, "Your body..."

"I'm not good at fighting head-on, but a sudden outbreak can still be contained. The most important thing is that we need to remind Gildo."

"Be careful not to arouse their suspicion."

Sigmund nodded, but he hesitated when he was about to leave, and turned to look at the gap not far away.

In the secret room on the top floor of the Leicester family, the hidden door in the wall is one end, and the other end of the passage...

It is very likely that it leads to Nick's room!

It's worth a try.

Following his gaze, Montana also understood Sigmund's thoughts.

"Let's act separately. I will try my best to distract Gildo. If the situation is urgent, I hope you can act decisively when needed."

"How do I determine the timing of the shot?" Sigmund asked.

Montana rubbed her swollen forehead, "I'll let you know." After speaking, she changed her expression and walked through the dilapidated wooden door into the corridor and rushed downstairs.

And Sigmund also took a deep breath and entered the passage behind the wall.

There was a faint light in the passage, and the narrow space made people feel depressed. He groped forward in the passage, which also made Sigmund understand why after Steve entered Nick's room, Bernardo chose to break in.

He quickly came to the next floor along the spiral staircase, and when he reached the end, he saw a faint light.

"It's a one-way looking glass."

Sigmund was familiar with the furnishings in Nick's room, and he glanced quickly to see the situation in the room clearly.

On the big bed facing the mirror, the delicate female doll was in messy clothes, not far away Nick was crying bitterly.

Even if he was prepared, looking from his own direction, Sigmund couldn't find the slightest flaw in Nick.

It was clearly a sad and gloomy little boy.

"Did I make a mistake?"

And at this moment, he approached the mirror, took a deep breath, and the breath in the room poured into his nostrils.

"Familiar taste!"

His complexion changed slightly. After awakening, in addition to gaining the ability to see, Sigmund's five senses have also been greatly improved.

Especially the sense of smell, he subconsciously focused, a force in his body quickly dissipated, and his sense of smell broke through the limit of normal people in a short time.

At this time, the sound of hurried footsteps came, and Montana broke in from the door.

"Brown, how's the matter going? Nick isn't hurt, is he?"

she asked seemingly casually.

Facing the crying boy, Gildo was at a loss, but when he heard Montana's words, his expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously glanced back at the female monk.

"This guy..." Sigmund couldn't help grinning.

Brown is Gildo's surname, and Sigmund has just learned from Montana that this simple inquiry is actually a secret signal between the two.

After saying Gildo's last name, Montana's subsequent name was a warning to the other party.

Nick has a problem.

But for Gildo, a reckless guy, his reaction was almost to remind the other party clearly.

"Sister, some villains hurt my sister..."

Nick had a sharp voice with a look of fear on his face, and rushed towards Gildo sadly.

Facing the gloomy and injured boy, Gildo's expression changed suddenly. Just when he didn't know how to react, Montana, who was standing not far behind him, let out a low snort.

【Calm】

The power of arousal was concentrated on Nick.

But in the next second, Montana's energy disappeared like a rock, and Nick, who was not affected at all, suddenly accelerated.

"careful!"

Montana roared, and at the same time Sigmund felt a slight tingle between his brows, and he suddenly realized that this should be the attack signal mentioned by the female monk.

cluck cluck.

But before Sigmund had time to move, a strange voice came from Nick's mouth. The voice was sharp and went straight into his mind, bearing the brunt of it. Montana's face turned pale, and she fell to the ground in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a short body bounced up and hit Gildo like a cannonball.

"Go away!"

Gildo puffed up his chest and crossed his hands in front of him to meet him. The moment the two collided, his body hardened instantly.

But at the next moment, accompanied by a crisp cracking sound, Gildo's hardened skin was cracked inch by inch, and Nick's thin body burst out with the power of a landslide and tsunami, breaking Gildo's defense in a single impact, and inserting his slender palm into the demon hunter. the chest of the victim!

"ah!"

Under the severe injury, Gildo let out a roar, his face was flushed with blood, and the muscles on his body swelled a lot, and his tangled arms pressed against Nick's body, blocking his next impact.

"What are you waiting for?!"

Montana, half paralyzed on the ground, let out a desperate cry.

Ping!

Sigmund broke through the mirror and jumped out of the dark room. He strode forward and rushed over the bed to the two people who were in a stalemate.

Gildo should have inspired a special ability, and Nick's defeat of his hardening also consumed a lot of energy. At this time, the addition of Sigmon became an important weight in the balance of victory and defeat.

On the other side, the gap left by Steve when he broke through the window still exists, the darkness outside the window is still there, and there seems to be the faint sound of horseshoes in the distance.

The wet and salty sea breeze raged in the room with the air-conditioning, and countless breaths poured into the nostrils.

The same rottenness as the room on the top floor, the despair emanating from Montana, the violence of Gildo, and the stalemate with him, in the small figure...

nothingness.

At this moment, Sigmund amplified one of his senses.

He was sure of one thing.

Nick really isn't human.

Instead...behind him...

On the body with the obvious characteristics of a doll, there is the breath of a corrupt person.

With a high degree of mental concentration, many subtle clues flashed through his mind.

It was close to the weight of two girls...the figure playing the piano...the breath of a living person...and the voice coming from the chest.

The surface is a doll, but what about the inside?

"Shoot! Shoot!"

Montana cried out at the top of her lungs.

The next moment, Sigmund, who was running, stopped suddenly. He turned around and rushed forward, and the gun in his hand was pressed against the ups and downs of the puppet's chest.

"Let me see what's inside of you?!"

The pungent smell of gunpowder permeated the entire room, and Sigmund frantically pulled the trigger. After firing two bullets in a row, he decisively threw away the pistol and pulled out the meat saw that he carried with him.

The gorgeous clothes were shattered, revealing the girl's fair chest, but unfortunately, the ammunition sprayed by Sigmund had already torn the girl's skin ruthlessly.

In the splashing sawdust, a big hole was opened in the doll's chest, and there was a twisted head.

The surroundings of the skull were filled with squirming chunks of flesh.

In the center, there is a music box entwined with blood threads.

On the front of the box, Sigmund saw a familiar font.

To my beloved baby.

Nicole.

Nick... Nicole...

She is the older sister of the boy who is rumored to be dead.

The clothes of the puppet sister are torn. I heard that there is a thing called a recommendation ticket that can help fill it up. Friends, please move your fingers to help.