The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Normally speaking, when ordinary hunters are promoted to the fourth level, they choose to absorb the abilities of their rhythmic weapons, so as to enrich their own combat effectiveness.

In addition, after being promoted to the fourth level, you can also obtain suitable abilities from other extraordinary people through execution, which will greatly increase the diversity of your own combat effectiveness.

On the surface, it can make the demon hunter adapt to more combat situations, but likewise, this large and comprehensive approach will gradually lose its own characteristics.

It is not as clear as other extraordinary contracts, and the difference may not be visible in a short period of time, but when it reaches the 6th or even 7th level, the advantage of the demon hunter in the early stage is not so obvious.

But at this time Sigmund has embarked on another path.

Have you experienced the mystery of chaos, perish in chaos, or create order in chaos?

[Edge of Chaos]: In the state of high chaos value, the combat power is greatly enhanced, and the perception of chaos value and a small amount of control are initially obtained.

[Ignite]: Ignite the chaotic value of the target character to cause mental trauma, and ignite the chaotic value of oneself to pollute the surrounding targets to form mental suppression.

"not bad."

Although there are only two abilities, I don't know if they will be awakened with the improvement of strength in the future, but at present, these two abilities are very powerful.

The first ability is equivalent to a resident buff for Sigmund. After all, the state of high chaos does not put any pressure on him, but his strength can be increased by 20-30% for nothing.

This is equivalent to making him stronger than many seniors when he first entered the fourth level, and for Sigmund, these strengths are only a small part of his total strength.

The most important thing is the arm of Amidala and the staff waiting to grow.

After inquiring in detail, Duke Dressel was also very satisfied, "Put on the clothes, and the rest is to construct the memory palace."

Sigmund nodded, this was also the biggest reason why he was anxious to enter the fourth level.

"This step should be fairly simple for you. You just need to remember one thing, strengthen your beliefs and pursue the answers deep in your heart, and follow your feelings for the rest."

Follow your feelings, why does it sound so unreliable?

While listening to the precautions reminded by the Duke, Sigmund put on his clothes again, his head was bald, and he was not used to it for a while.

It seems that he will be inseparable from his hat for a long time to come.

To calm down, Sigmund closed his eyes, concentrated his consciousness to one point, and then spread and contracted it in his imagination, repeating this three times.

For the last time, imagine your consciousness collapsing downwards into...

At this time, Sigmund couldn't feel his own body, and was surrounded by whirlpools of grotesque shapes. He was not used to this feeling of emptiness.

Maybe for a long time, maybe for a moment, he seemed to hear the familiar sound of horseshoes, and the next second the nightmare carriage suddenly appeared, imagining in his heart that his body recondensed and appeared on the carriage.

Pulling the reins, just when Sigmund thought he was about to enter the vortex of memories, the carriage soared into the air, and the light in front of him was torn apart.

The wheels hit the ground, kicking up a patch of dirt and turf.

Standing in front of the car, Sigmund couldn't help but widen his eyes.

His vision was drawn to a familiar building standing on the lawn.

"When did I obviously do nothing?"

His memory palace has been completed at some point.

Red bricks and gray tiles are not the so-called palaces, but the old houses he is most familiar with.

The moment he saw this building, Sigmund had mixed feelings, and all kinds of things since time travel flooded his heart. At this moment, it seemed that the so-called extraordinary world was not attractive anymore.

That familiar courtyard, ordinary relatives, stable life...

As if everything here was just a dream, and the yard in front of him was the real life, he actually had a feeling of being extraordinary and unworthy.

"Don't be immersed in the memories of the past." Suddenly awakened in his heart, he jumped out of the carriage and walked towards the familiar courtyard.

Every brick, tile, plant, and tree completely coincides with the courtyard in memory, and even the atmosphere in the room seems to have been lived here not long ago.

Seeing the familiar group photo, he put down the photo frame with a guilty conscience. Everything in the room can evoke Sigmund's deepest memories when he touches it.

He was still Zhuang Zhe at that time.

Entering my own bedroom, a familiar device that would never appear in this era appeared before my eyes.

computer.

Skillfully boot, the mouse shakes, and the hottest game wallpaper is on the desktop.

Games, photo albums, videos.

Everything in the memory was put away in different categories. At this time, Sigmund finally knew the reason why his memory palace was not as huge as others.

This computer is the key to storing all his memories.

"It's really personal." Everyone's memory palace style is completely different, and the methods of storing memories are also very different.

Double-click to open a game, the familiar cutscenes, and the words Assassin's Creed Syndicate are displayed on the screen.

Moving his fingers, Sigmund manipulated the characters in the game to climb over the wall and climb the tree. Although only a few months have passed, these memories seem to have been asleep for a long, long time.

So long that he thought it belonged to someone else.

"There's no going back for anything."

Sighing, he turned off the computer and stood up. This simple action took several times to complete.

Walking out of the room, Sigmund couldn't help but wonder who helped me build the memory palace, which contained all of Zhuang Zhe's memories.

"And the part that belongs to Sigmund?"

Suddenly, a line of writing flashed in my mind.

combustion……

"Is it now?"

He sighed to relax his mind, and the next second his consciousness returned to his body. When he opened his eyes, he saw the Duke's concerned eyes.

"all the best!"

"Very good, go back and rest, you just got promoted, you need to stabilize."

Leaving the Duke's Mansion and jumping into the carriage, Sigmund hurried back to Elm Street. After thinking about it, he didn't enter the house, but took an iron basin and got into the carriage.

After closing the door, the scene changed drastically, and the nightmare carriage returned to its full form. Find the sheepskin, take a deep breath, put Sigmund into the basin, and ignite it.

The orange flame devoured the sheepskin.

There is no pungent burnt smell, the flame rises, a vague symbol flashes away, and then the flame goes out, leaving a cloud of fine ash in the iron basin.

"it's over?"

Dazed, Sigmund closed his eyes and re-entered his memory palace.

But this time, the moment he opened his eyes, he was speechless in astonishment.

Next to the Chinese-style courtyard with red bricks and gray tiles, there is a huge ancient tree, every leaf on the tree is shining brightly, on the trunk as thick as a house, there is a wooden door, carved with the words "West of the West" on the door. The weird symbol that Germon saw when he burned the sheepskin just now.

The palm touched the wooden door, and the strange traction pulled Sigmund. When he regained consciousness again, he saw the burning sky, and strange ravings came from his ears.

In the next second, his eyes shifted, and a pair of small hands were scribbling on the beach.

"Sigmon." A voice came from behind.

"Want to hear my story?"

"Or... our story."

"What do you want to say, Louis?" The small body turned his head, and under the setting sun, a tall figure walked towards him.

There should be another chapter, but I got stuck, I will try my best to write it out for everyone today.