The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

【Arm of Amidala】

The arm of the ancient god Amidala. Strictly speaking, the arm of Amidala is not a trick weapon, but some madmen will use it as a stick.

Originally a large blunt instrument composed of bones, the hand shakes and trembles when extended, as if it is still alive.

Extremely hard and indestructible.

The ancient gods thirst for blood, and the powerful and strange blood can awaken and activate it.

The three forms are not activated, but even in a dormant state, the destructive power of this weapon is far beyond imagination.

Please be careful when using it, the breath of the ancient gods is a burden to mortals.

With a sinking hand, this strange and powerful weapon has appeared in the carriage. Even measured by Sigmund's strength at this time, the weight of this weapon is beyond the scope of normal use.

To be honest, this rough thing doesn't look like a well-polished weapon at all. It's primitive, rough, strong, and strangely shrouded in dry bones.

The red mist was lingering, and Sigmund seemed to be able to feel some breath of this terrifying creature.

"Ancient God."

The hairs all over his body stood on end, and Sigmund felt that the temperature in the carriage had dropped a lot, and he couldn't use it at all in the carriage. He decided to find a quiet place outside the city and simply test the power of this weapon.

Sigmund couldn't figure it out either. It was a combination of several consecutive draws, and finally his character broke out to produce such a terrifying weapon.

Under normal circumstances, even if he was promoted to level 6, he might not be able to obtain such a treasure through the carriage.

"It's a big profit, but this thing is very weird and needs blood to drive it. Be careful when using it."

Thinking in his heart, he opened the item list again, and there was the last item.

[Passport Pass]: Intermediate level. After using it, you can enter the deep dream of the target person. It can be used on transcendents above level 4. The deep dream touches the true memory of the target person.

And there is a very small probability of finding the entrance to the nightmare space.

The method of using this pass is exactly the same as the one obtained by Sigmund last time, but it is much more powerful in function, and not only can it be used against Transcendents above Tier 4.

More importantly, the superficial dream is relatively illusory, which is a kind of unconscious transformation, while the deep dream is more real, and naturally contains more information.

Sigmund has experienced the effect of this thing, and is very satisfied with this brand new pass.

Generally speaking, although there are not many items obtained this time, each one is very precious, coupled with the explosive spiritual power and the physical fitness that breaks through the limit.

It won't be long before Sigmund can start preparing to enter the third level.

Controlling the carriage, he ran all the way outside the city, found a secluded place, and took out the arm of Amidala.

Holding the brutal weapon in his hand, just as Sigmund was planning to carry out the experiment, two figures suddenly appeared in the river outside the city.

"Someone?!"

Sigmund subconsciously wanted to take back the weapon, but he carefully looked at the opponent's eyes, but his movements froze slightly, and he recognized the opponent's identity.

Albert, and his slightly mutilated puppet.

At the same time that Sigmund found the other party, Albert raised his head and saw Sigmund standing beside the carriage.

"It's you?!"

"You are framing me!"

"You have calculated everything, and you are still waiting for me here!!"

The cheek muscles squirmed, and the sudden appearance of Sigmund stimulated Albert. At this time, Albert was extremely embarrassed. It seemed that he should have drilled out of the river that discharged the sewage.

His body stinks, and there are obvious scars on his body. It is obvious that he has experienced a battle during the escape process. The most important thing is that his mental state at this time seems to be on the verge of collapse at any time.

"If I just happened to pass by." Sigmund sighed and raised his head.

What the hell, there's no moon, what excuse do I have for this?

"Uh... It's all a misunderstanding, I really just came out for a while, and then you got out."

"Ah... it's all you!"

"Go to hell, go to hell for me!"

The nails of Albert's hands sank into the skin of his face, and he scratched desperately, as if something was wriggling under his skin, and the next second he let out a beast-like roar.

Whoosh!

The spirit puppet beside him suddenly started, and rushed towards Sigmund standing beside the carriage like thunder.

"I'm going to eat you!"

The night wind blows away the dark clouds, and a ray of moonlight shines on the wasteland outside the city. Under the moonlight, Albert's body becomes swollen. Sigmund is very clear about this process.

Albert was out of control.

Clenching the heavy Amidala's arm, Sigmund showed no tension on his face.

"Okay, I'll use you to test the power of this weapon!"

…………

Time goes back to not so long ago.

Barry, a level 5 alchemist, returned to his place of residence with a gloomy face. A person of his status would not feel wronged even if he travels outside.

Sinbad was just a small town, and the hotels in the city couldn't meet his requirements at all, so before coming here, Albert prepared a separate mansion for Barry.

Outside the door, Albert's face was pale. He knew that after this incident, his image in teacher Barry's heart would plummet.

He wanted to explain a few words, but the closed door dispelled all his thoughts.

Wait until the teacher's anger subsides a little.

Albert comforted himself in this way, and with a depressed mood, he returned to his room.

"Level 4! He has actually been promoted to Tier 4!"

Thinking of Savery's success, Albert felt more and more like a clown in what he was doing. It was like finding out that his wife had won 50 million after a divorce.

If he hadn't given up halfway, he would have had his share of all the honors Savery enjoys today.

And now...

It won't be long before he's the biggest joke of all who created the Contractor.

And with the birth of the first precision puppet in history, his name will be handed down forever, from generation to generation, ridiculed by countless creators, and forever nailed to the pillar of shame in history.

Thinking of this scene, Albert trembled all over, his eyes were bloodshot, the veins on his forehead throbbed, and there seemed to be living things like worms wriggling under his skin.

But at this time, Albert, who was in a low and angry mood, didn't notice the changes in himself at all.

"Damn old thing, he must have made a lot of progress when I left, but he just said nothing, he was watching my jokes..."

"He's waiting for me to come back, he's already planned this day!"

"Son of a bitch!"

In the frenzy, Savery's figure seemed to appear in front of him, he shook his head, the illusion in front of him disappeared, and with a sudden shock in his heart, Albert realized that there was something wrong with his spirit.

The incident is still fermenting, and the most terrifying abuse and condemnation is still to come. When I think of the picture of being accused by others no matter where I go.

Ebert felt a colic in his heart, and he was a little out of breath for a while.

"No, I can't stay here anymore." A thought suddenly popped up in my heart.

"Barry won't let me go. For the sake of the psionic sect's face, they will definitely treat me as a living target to attract firepower. Yes, they will give up on me, definitely!"

His eyes gradually became firm, and Albert stood up and decided to leave secretly.

At this moment, the bearded Bart and his companions returned to the mansion where Barry lived in a panic.

"Mr. Barry must be informed that Albert has a problem!"