The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

The original Nightmare carriage was pitch black, full of mystery and solemnity.

But the shape of the nightmare carriage can be changed according to Sigmund's needs, and the carriage he is driving at this time can be said to be as majestic and luxurious as imagined.

The horse's hooves made clouds, and a silky white mist shrouded the carriage. The bell on the roof was crisp, and Sigmund released a little bit of the bell's ability.

Not to drag everyone around into the dream space, but to beautify himself and Charlotte as much as possible, infinitely close to the limit of a person's liking.

"Look! It's Princess Charlotte!"

"She's so beautiful." It was a woman who made the voice.

"Charlotte is everything I've ever imagined a princess could be, and the knights around her, oh my god, they're such a perfect match!"

Every step forward, Sigmund's carriage will attract cheers from mountains and tsunami, and correspondingly, Prince Philip will be left in the cold.

Regardless of whether you are surrounded by chants or paved with flowers, Sigmund perfectly controls the nightmare carriage, keeps the same speed as Philip's carriage, and floats smoothly in mid-air, making Philip's carriage always in the shadow of the nightmare carriage.

Soon the ensuing parade became interesting. Philip, who was shrouded in shadow, seemed to be ignored, and everyone chanted Charlotte's name, as if this celebration was completely prepared for her.

"Where's Bishop Norius? Where's the Pope?" Philip tried to keep a smile on his face and asked Montana quietly.

"The bishops are on the defensive."

"Preparing for what?" Philip asked back.

"Did you forget what happened on the day of canonization?" Although he knew that the probability was extremely small, Norius was really afraid that there would be some weird pictures in the sky again. Because of this reason, they didn't have the energy to take care of Philip's campaign. up.

In this way, two strange carriages set off from the palace, circled the upper city, crossed the bridge and entered the lower city, then circled again, and returned to the bridge before noon.

This time, when approaching the statue, the speed of the carriage gradually slowed down, and then two figures descended from the sky and landed on top of the statue.

Seeing the appearance of those two figures clearly, in an instant, the whole bridge and the surrounding streets erupted into cheers like a tsunami.

"It's Duke Dressel!"

"It's Mr. Appleyard!"

Kingdom Twin Columns.

Dressel glanced at Sigmund and didn't speak, but Appleyard floated up out of thin air, he opened his hands, and the complicated spiritual path loop passed away in a flash.

next second.

The ground shook and the mountains shook. Accompanied by loud rumbling noises, the two statues standing on the Su Ruiwen Bridge moved in full view of everyone!

Click!

The stone texture on the surface of the statue peeled off, exposing large chunks of metal.

"It moved, they actually moved!"

"These two statues are alive!!"

Amidst the cheers, facing the two behemoths, every resident of Abetus had a happy and proud smile on his face.

Because they knew that these two huge statues representing the twin pillars of the kingdom were the guardians of Abetus.

"Long live Duke Dressel!"

"Long live Mr. Appleyard!"

Amid the cheers of the crowd, all the stone materials on the surface of the two statues fell off, revealing a majestic body made of steel.

At this moment, Sigmund remembered what Newcomen had said.

"It's amazing!" he couldn't help but exclaim.

"Thanks to your internal combustion engine, without your help, I can't make these two big guys really move." Apraiad's voice came from my ear, and Sigmund raised his head and saw the old man's kind words smiley.

"Get ready to enter the transmission channel."

Dressel and Appleyard led the two carriages back to the palace, and then entered the tower built on the top of the mountain.

The spiritual path cycle was activated, and after a period of trance, Sigmund found himself in the cloud-shrouded sky.

Iron Dome.

A semi-open secret world transformed by the Royal Academy of Engineering.

"Let's go in together."

Duke Dressel and Apprayald walked ahead, and in front of them was a towering steel palace.

In the vast hall, all the nobles and clergy who participated in the ceremony had arrived. Sigmund raised his head and saw the figure sitting on the throne.

King Fred.

It was a majestic man like a lion, at least from the outside, Sigmund couldn't see any flaws.

The music is played and the celebration officially begins.

According to tradition, only princes and princesses who have reached the age of 20 can have complete inheritance rights, and the celebration ceremony celebrates their coronation.

According to age, Sigmund accompanied Charlotte into the center of the hall first, but at this moment, a tall and thin man in the crowd blocked Sigmund's way.

"Wait a minute, I want to challenge the guardian knight!"

Seeing this man appear, it was not Sigmund who changed his mood first, but Dario who had been preparing for a long time.

"According to Elan's tradition, as a guardian knight, you have to prove your bravery, so you can't refuse my challenge." The man's words were addressed to Sigmund, but his eyes turned to everyone in the field.

"This is Elam's tradition and must be obeyed." A nobleman echoed.

"Indeed, it must be Elam's strongest warrior who protects the princess."

"Please accept my challenge, Mr. Henrik." The man said, but Sigmund didn't even look at him. He looked past the tall and thin man and looked at Dario standing in the crowd.

"Come on, Dario." Sigmon beckoned, "Hurry up and get rid of you, don't waste the princess's time."

"I think so too." Dario grinned.

At this moment, the floor of the hall where the two were located sank downwards, and then the surrounding scenery changed rapidly. The transparent energy shield enveloped the area where the two were, completely isolating the two in a separate space.

Seeing this scene, Norius in the crowd quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but Skalid, who was standing on the other side, showed a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

"The challenge begins!"

After the voice fell, Sigmund raised his right hand and snapped his fingers lightly. A little spark bloomed from his fingertips, and then spread to his entire arm.

Snapped!

The two palms clapped together, and the flame from the right hand was transmitted to the left hand in an instant. The next second, Sigmund's palms were separated, and a large bow made of flames appeared on his left hand.

laugh!

He held the bow in his left hand, pulled the string with his right hand, and nailed his feet to the ground separately, injecting surging spiritual power into the flames.

collapse!

Not far away, Dario saw only a flash of fire, and then a sharp pain came from his chest!

puff!

He opened his mouth, spat out a big mouthful of blood, his body was lifted high by a terrifying force, and then hit the shield behind him like a shell.

At this time, Sigmund put down the big flaming bow with a relaxed expression.

Opposite him, a big hole was opened in his chest, and Dario, who was like a dead dog, knelt down on the ground.