The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"In the last communication, before entering the Sea of ​​Chaos, you said that you had already controlled a legendary battleship, the Flyer. At that time, you also controlled three Tier 5s. Later, you asked for a reward list from us." Xia Xia Lott looked curious, "How many people do you have now?"

"I really don't know how many people there are." Sigmund said with a smile.

"But I can tell you that the five legendary battleships are all mine now, and they are the actual ownership, the kind that can dispose of the captain and first mate at will."

"Abyss, Bloody Earl, Flyer, Deep Diver, and Ghost." Charlotte counted one by one, while carefully observing the expression on Sigmund's face, as if recognizing what he just said The truth of the words.

"If I remember correctly, Demoro, the owner of the Abyss, is a level 6 storm warlock, right? What happened, did he die in the sea of ​​chaos?" Charlotte asked.

"He's not dead, he's just devoted to me now." Sigmund didn't know how to explain himself.

"What did you say?" Charlotte's eyes widened. "Demoro is the sixth level, and you are..."

"Still Tier 4." Sigmund interrupted.

"I know it's difficult for you to understand, and in fact I can't fully explain all of this, but please believe me, I have now mastered the most powerful sea power in the southern sea."

"The Transcendents that can be deployed directly include a 6th level, ten or so 5th level, and one, the betrayed saint I mentioned earlier, he is very likely to be promoted to the sixth level within the next month or two. "

"That's two 6th grades, ten 5th grades?!" Charlotte's voice was distorted.

"Almost, this is the sea power on the surface. De Moluo and the others have been operating in the southern waters for many years, and they also hide some dark power. These people are distributed in Knos, and they can influence this country secretly through their tentacles. the state of the country."

Speaking of this, the expression on Sigmund's face became extremely serious.

"So I said I'm not 'going' to be Pirate King."

"I already am." He emphasized again.

"But how did you do it? The gap in strength between you and Moro is too great, and this is not a problem that can be solved by combat power. Among the demon hunters, we can find someone who can kill De Moro, but I want him to succumb and hand over all the power I control..."

"It's impossible!" Charlotte shook her head. "I suspect that you were used by them. Those guys must be hiding a deeper conspiracy, just like Lieutenant General Pablo's betrayal."

"I have already investigated this point clearly." Sigmund continued, and then told all the information he got from De Moro, and finally said all the guesses he had concluded.

"All of this is a conspiracy by the church. Their purpose is to stir up class conflicts within the kingdom and trigger a chaos that has swept across the country." Sigmund finally concluded.

Duke Dressel couldn't stop nodding, his face full of appreciation, while Charlotte on the other side seemed to have thought of the terrible consequences of this incident, and his face was slightly gloomy.

"Tell me about your general experience in the chaotic sea." The Duke didn't get entangled in how Sigmund recovered De Moro and other legendary warships, but asked about other things.

Concealing the existence of the abyss and the instinct he had acquired, Sigmund briefly described the trip to the Chaos Sea, emphasizing the transformation of the three of them, One-Eyed Jack.

Especially the special ability to clear the chaos value of others.

Mentioning this, the Duke's expression changed suddenly, "You mean... you can even cure a superhuman who is close to losing control?"

"That's right." Sigmund nodded, "There is no problem below the 6th order. I have also conducted some other experiments. I can keep the experimenter in a state of high chaos for a long time without collapsing. You should know that in this In this state, the growth rate of spiritual power is extremely astonishing."

"One of the pirates under my command only entered the fourth level at the beginning, but now he has passed the middle stage. If he stays with me all the time, he can be promoted to the fifth level in at most three or two months!"

"Is this true?!" The shock was too much for a while, and Charlotte even began to doubt instinctively.

"It's true!"

"Teacher, if what Sigmund said is true, those people... will be saved!"

"Follow me." The Duke pulled the switch with a serious expression. With the sound of gears, the surrounding ground sank slowly, and then the three of them came to an empty hall surrounded by wooden doors.

It was a strange place, and he glanced quickly, especially staying for a moment on the golden door in the middle, but Sigmund didn't ask much.

Duke Dressel stood up, walked on heavy mechanical legs, and led the two of them to a dark wooden door. When the door was pushed open, a depressing and cold atmosphere rushed towards them, and the three of them went down the revolving stairs. .

The surrounding walls are brightly lit, but being in it, one can't help but feel chills in the bottom of the heart and chills all over the body.

"This is it." Below the stairs is a long passage, and on the left and right sides are tightly closed prison-like rooms.

"This is all the Transcendents who were on the verge of losing control since the formation of the Demon Hunter. They came here on their own initiative before they were close to losing control." The Duke's voice was lower than usual.

"This is just a very small part of them. Most of them lost control during the battle, and entering here does not guarantee that they will survive. As for regaining consciousness, the chance of going out again is even lower."

"If you can save them, Sigmund, I can promise you one thing." Duke Dressel solemnly promised.

What's the situation, why do the bosses like to make promises to me in the past few days, is it possible that I will face a big trouble next? Silently complained, Sigmund refused repeatedly.

"I am also a demon hunter, this is what I should do."

He walked to an iron gate and read out the name on it, "Josie Brooke, 31 years old, fourth grade..."

"Let me try it." He turned to look at the Duke.

With the sound of gears clicking, the room was opened, and then Sigmund saw a human-shaped sealed iron bucket, and opened the shackles of the head mask, and what appeared inside was a ferocious face that had begun to mutate.

Gently ringing the bell, Sigmund stretched out his fingers and pointed at the center of the man's forehead. He deliberately controlled the time, but even so, in the eyes of the two people outside the room, the changes in the demon hunter were extremely shocking. .

The ferocious animal hair and alienation on the face faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the man's eyes trembled, and then slowly opened.

"What's wrong with me?"

Hearing this hoarse and sober voice, Duke Dressel couldn't help clenching his fists.

"Wait for the mission to the west coast, let Marek lock up for a little more time, let's think of a way to save these out-of-control hunters."

Poor captain... Thinking of Sigmund in his heart, he nodded vigorously.

In his eyes, these out-of-control hunters are all experience!