The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Sigmund stood on the edge of the abyss. Beside him was an abyss lord who was over two meters tall. He was a middle-aged man with an ordinary face and extremely pale skin. His eyes were half-opened, and the black pupils were empty.

In the center of the forehead a thread-like imprint flashed away.

"It finally worked."

Not long ago, Sigmund walked out of the abyss and tried to use instinct to directly control the body of the abyss lord. This feeling was not as smooth as controlling the remnant body of the god, as if there was a gap between them.

After trial and error several times, he gradually found the point of manipulation, at least it would not affect normal actions.

And now Sigmund started a new attempt. He summoned the nightmare carriage, opened the door, and then split his mind, controlled the abyss lord, and got into the carriage.

With a light snap of his fingers, the nightmare carriage disappeared immediately.

"It's done!"

"The attributes of the corpse should be similar to those of the items, but I don't know if it's put in a living person... Forget it, let's try again." Quickly dispelling this idea, Sigmund controlled the carriage to disappear and appear. Later, for convenience, He simply put the abyss lord directly on the front of the car and manipulated the reins, so that there was no need to open and close the door every time.

"It's a pity, if you are too far away from the abyss, your strength will start to decline. If you put that indescribable thing under the abyss into the carriage..."

"No, no, this is terrible!" Sigmund immediately dismissed this idea just as he came up.

The nightmare carriage is the foundation of all his abilities. Although the indescribable mass under the abyss has been greatly weakened, it still represents the oldest and most mysterious power in the void.

Still don't try it lightly.

It's just a bit of a pity, if the nightmare carriage can be indirectly connected with the abyss, then the abyss lord driving the carriage will become the strongest coachman in the world.

The kind that kills people but kills them.

Right now, even if it can only be used in a certain area of ​​the sea, if it is used well, the significance of a seventh-order is extraordinary. After all, other people don't know the specific situation of the abyss lord.

Looking down, the darkness cut off everything, but Sigmund could still instinctively sense the wriggling at the bottom of the abyss. In fact, it could no longer be called a living thing, but a lump of flesh that moved by instinct .

But such a lump of meat can also catalyze an ordinary extraordinary person into a seventh-level person in more than ten years.

It's really scary to think about it.

It's a pity that because of the instinct of the group of high-ranking people, when facing that indescribable object, the hourglass in the consciousness can't get any feedback.

This is actually very easy to understand. After all, for Sigmund who possesses instinct, the indescribable object seems to be just a part of his body. How can he produce any stimulation by himself?

Otherwise, the energy he can increase must be far beyond the past.

And the reward obtained by this must also exceed the arm of Amidala. Although it was a pity, Sigmund could only feel relieved, and then he jumped from the edge of the abyss.

After falling a distance of more than ten meters, he came to the cave opened by the abyss lord. For more than ten years, the abyss lord has quietly accumulated a lot of wealth. In the cave.

In addition, Sigmund also saw a lot of precious materials in it, but ordinary extraordinary items were extremely rare.

It's easy to understand when you think about it, the cave is covered by the abyss, and the power of the remnant body is too strong, which severely squeezes the living space of other energies.

After a brief scan, there was no treasure that caught Sigmund's eyes here. Every supernatural item he uses from head to toe is extremely precious, and ordinary things are already somewhat despised.

If this is a normal seventh-level treasure house, then the accumulated treasures must be more than the ones in front of you, but it is a pity that the abyss lord is a drug addict. Sadly, I found that I couldn't leave here.

He can only collect various materials through indirect influence and supporting agents, and the limited rarity of the collection is understandable.

However, Sigmund still found something that surprised him, which was a book page sealed in a golden box.

"It's the book of the contract! The remnant page of accepting the contract to advance to level 6!" Sigmund looked surprised.

According to the Oracle Church, their power comes from the Goddess of Dawn, and the God Emperor of the church is the only 9th-level person in the world. This will make people subconsciously think that the goddess is an existence beyond the 9th level.

The Oracle Church has always had a unique inheritance system, but seeing this page in his hand, Sigmund suddenly felt that the church's contract seemed to be no different from them.

This even made him doubt whether the Goddess of Dawn really existed.

"Good thing, I don't know where the abyss lord got it from. It's understandable if he robbed a certain ship of the church, but if he got it from other means... then it is worthwhile to talk about the church of the oracle and the so-called goddess." It's fun."

And at this moment, a black spot the size of a fist suddenly appeared in mid-air at the edge of the crack, and the black spot expanded rapidly, and then Demoro fell out of it with a miserable face.

Activated the final life-saving skills in the siege, and De Moluo escaped to the vicinity of the abyss with difficulty, and this energy had exhausted all his energy.

Enduring the injuries on his body, he raised his head and saw a tall figure standing on the edge of the abyss.

"My lord!" Demoro fell to the ground with a sad face, "I... I failed!"

"I have failed your trust, that Vincent, the captain of the Flyer, actually hid six fifth-orders on board!"

Outrageous and shameless!

"I am not his opponent, even the weapon you gave me is lost, and now they may leave there at any time, respected lord, I pray that you will give me stronger strength..."

Seeing that the figure in the distance did not respond, Demoro's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and Sigmund, who was in the cave at this time, also discovered the abnormality above.

"You really let me down." He controlled the abyss lord and said, hearing his words, Demoro lowered his body even lower.

"I helped you build a fleet and gave you great power, but now you can't even do this little thing well..." The abyss lord sighed. At this moment, Sigmund divided his mind into two tasks and controlled the The remnants at the bottom of the abyss released part of their power.

The darkness surged, and a heavy, indescribable force that made people feel hopeless burst out from the abyss!

Sigmund controlled the abyss lord and bent down fiercely, "The ruler above all wills, your humble servant offers his confession, please forgive my incompetence!"

As if unable to bear the terrible pressure, the abyss lord slowly knelt down on the ground.

"No, it's all my fault, my lord!" Seeing his respected abyss lord under such terrible pressure, De Moluo was inexplicably sad, and his growth experience all the way flashed before his eyes.

It was his incompetence that made the lord bear the current blame.

"Shut up, Demoro!" The abyss lord snorted coldly.

"You don't even have the qualifications to bear the wrath of the ruler."

At this moment, the dark throne in the abyss slowly rose, and Sigmund sat on the throne, looking indifferently at the abyss lord who was kneeling on the ground.

On the ground not far away, De Moluo's liver and gallbladder were torn apart, and there was only one thought left in his mind.

who is he? Or……

who is he !