The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"Demoro, what are you going to do, fight me here?" Although he knew that the mistake was on his own, the ghost captain Victor still raised his head and glared at Demoro who had landed on the deck.

"Look at what you've done?! Idiot, idiot!"

"Do you know what I lost in order to save you?" De Moluo's face was grim.

"Put away your arrogance, you are a powerful lightning warlock, the only rank 6 among the pirates, but I am also the captain of the Ghost, and I also have my own dignity, I don't need your rescue."

"Also, I hate you talking to me in that tone. Do you want me to remind you that there are no enemies below the seventh level that the dead can't really kill?" Ghost Captain Victor's words aroused the unanimous agreement of the other people on the ship. support.

A man with a black beard stood up beside him. He was the chief mate on the Ghost, and he was also a fifth rank.

"You caused us to almost die there." De Molo's face was gloomy.

"I don't think so." Captain Ghost was still unwilling to admit his mistakes.

"Shit!" The attitude of the ghost captain Victor completely angered De Moluo. He roared, and in the next second a pitch-black trident with a length of more than three meters appeared out of thin air.

Sweeping forward angrily, De Moluo's face was full of killing intent.

"This is my ship, if you want to defeat me on the Ghost, even if you are a Tier 6, you are too arrogant..."

Ghost Captain Victor sneered, but in the next moment, his smile froze on his face, and a power that did not belong to this world emerged from the pitch-black trident.

Dark and deep.

His body blurred instantly, but in the face of this abyss-like force, Victor's blurred state didn't last long, and then he was swept away together with his first officer screaming.

"What's this……?"

The body flickered, switching back and forth between virtual and real, and the crown on Victor's head was stained with rust. It was obvious that his chaos value was also rising sharply while being impacted.

"Stop it, Captain Demores." Bartoli's voice came from a distance, "Sorry, our recklessness ruined your plan, and we will try our best to cooperate with you."

De Moro snorted coldly, waved his hand, and the pitch-black trident disappeared. Seeing this scene, Sigmund, who was far away, hid his gaze.

"Terrible weapon." Sigmund could feel that the power of the weapon did not belong to Demoro, which made him vigilant.

"This guy is a bit difficult to deal with. It looks like he needs to be added." He thought silently.

The team set off again. This time, the Ghost and the Bloody Earl just followed closely around the Abyss. After all, they had just been beaten like dogs, and they couldn't wait to run up to tie the chain.

Such behavior is a bit too ugly.

Everyone else had their own thoughts, only the Ares was enjoying themselves. After a short period of experience just now, Sigmund's soaring chaos value was comparable to his accumulation in the past few months.

During this process, he always keeps all the hourglasses filled, because in this state the chaos value increases his own strength the most.

The excess part was transformed by him into the spiritual power needed for promotion.

After the enhancement of spiritual power, all the supernatural abilities he currently possesses have been improved to varying degrees. Ignition is more stimulating to the target, and the intensity and duration of hardening have also increased.

In silence, he continued to drive forward for a certain distance. During this period, he experienced several sudden battles. There were groups of people and birds, and a strange fish the size of an ordinary two-masted sailing ship. After fighting that fish, Sigmund decided to completely eliminate fish from his menu from now on.

The strange fish has a flat body, its head protrudes upwards, and there are dense balls stacked between its two eyes. It feels like fish eggs growing on its face.

After several consecutive battles, everyone's emotions eased a little, and at this time they also came to the so-called second checkpoint.

"By crossing this barrier, we will no longer be disturbed by the increase in chaos value..." De Moluo explained.

But at this moment, Sigmund felt a burning sensation in his left hand. As time passed, the feeling became stronger and stronger, as if something was approaching here quickly.

"What's that?" Bartoli yelled.

Everyone raised their heads, and the waves rolled in the distant sky, and a giant whale as huge as an island jumped out of the sky.

"That's the hurdle we need to jump over," DeMolo replied.

"Do you want to kill it?" Even Viktor was astonished. After all, the creature in front of him was too huge. Think about how long it would take to destroy a creature as large as an island. defense?

"It's not necessary, we just need to stay away from it. It's not a real creature, but its swimming will bring terrible disasters. In this process, we must exert the full capabilities of the legendary battleship, so that it is possible to escape from the warship. It goes around and enters deeper into the Chaos Sea."

"Next, I will tell everyone what to do." De Moro explained seriously, but at this time, Sigmund just raised his head and looked at the giant whale churning in the sky seriously.

"What Lieutenant General Pablo said turned out to be true! An island disappeared out of thin air, turned into a giant whale and swam to the Chaotic Sea, the island, the fishing village, and the gift left by Louis."

The burning in the palm became more intense, and Sigmund knew it was a call from afar.

"Be vigilant, if the situation is wrong, just turn your face and fight." Sigmund called Solal and Robert, and then told Vincent that he had made a similar plan before he set off. Hearing what he said, everyone knew He is leaving for a while.

Fortunately, the chaos value in the next area will not continue to increase, and Sigmund's departure will not affect others.

"Captain, I'll go with you," Solar said.

Sigmund just shook his head, without much explanation, summoned the nightmare carriage, and his body disappeared out of thin air.

Pulling the reins, the horse stepped into the void and galloped towards the direction of the giant whale in the sky. As for De Moluo and others, he had no time to pay attention to it.

As the distance drew closer, he could actually hear the sound of waves in the sky strangely. At this moment, the giant whale turned its body, and its huge head faced Sigmund far away.

From the air hole above its body, illusory water spewed out. Sigmund opened his left hand, and the lines embedded in the bones became brighter and brighter. At the same time, the terrifying attraction enveloped him and the carriage.

The sky lost its color, and the surrounding scenery became distorted under the pull of a powerful force. This feeling even reminded him of the experience when he entered the memory palace for the first time.

"You're here, Sigmund. It's neither early nor late. The time is just right." A familiar voice came from beside the ear, and it was a somewhat excited Louis.

"I promise you will love what I have for you."

"Will!"

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