The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Back at the Duke's Mansion, Sigmund saw the intact Montana. Although the battle was short, it was extremely thrilling. He himself was even seriously injured under the pressure of Norius. In addition, Shadow Master Uludia also suffered some minor injuries.

At this time, in addition to the other four CEOs and Charlotte, the arrival of another person surprised Sigmund a little.

The seventh-order giant spirit mentor Appleyard.

The contract of creation is not good at fighting, but Appleyard is a seventh-order after all. Even if he can't beat the glorious pope in a frontal battle, he can still do it by holding back a little and delaying the time when Duke Dressel returns.

"How are you?" After greeting several other people, Sigmund came to Montana.

"Belga is dead." Montana sighed, with a complicated expression on her face. She came from Liam City, so she naturally didn't like the perpetrator of the biggest tragedy in Liam City's history.

But the fate of the two people was intertwined by accident. They can be said to have achieved each other. Without Belgar, Montana might have died quietly in the previous rounds of tests.

And without Montana, it would be impossible for Belgar to have the opportunity to enter the secret world.

"Is she really dead?" Sigmund asked. He had seen Belgar's strange ability when he was at the cross street, so when he heard it at this time, he naturally instinctively refused to believe it.

"I'm sure." Montana nodded, "She is my maid. After she came out of the secret world, she was seriously injured. I tried to treat her, but she didn't want to accept it at all. , she told me it was the price."

"It should be some kind of contract." Mr. Appleyard said, "I heard Sigmund mention this Belgar thing. The last time she was able to escape, it should be an exchange with a certain old world god. contract."

Appleyard also knew about Sigmund's true identity.

"She brought this back to me." Montana looked depressed. Because of the special connection between the two, although Belgar's death did not cause serious damage to her body, she was still mentally depressed.

Concentrating, a ball of light floated out from between her eyebrows.

"This is what I said before, the missing part of the spirit. With this part, the church can no longer control me, that is to say..."

"I'm free." He exhaled a long breath. At this moment, Montana didn't feel the joy he had imagined, but a little emptiness.

"In addition, she also sorted out some experiences in the secret world, as well as memory fragments that she accidentally harvested." Montana reached out and touched the light ball, and a colorful sphere separated from it, followed by a slightly larger one. A ball returned to Montana's body.

Sigmund concentrated, and then reached out to touch the ball of light.

Swish!

Light and shadow rotated, and pictures flashed in front of his eyes. After a while, when he regained his spirit, a flash of clarity flashed in his eyes.

"It turns out that the glorious cathedral we saw is the surface layer of the secret world. They actually connected the secret world with reality. What's even more strange is that in the hidden deep secret world of the glorious church, there is another exactly the same A Betus!"

Sigmund was shocked, and through some scattered memories, he also figured out where Montana's missing spiritual body came from.

The portrait of "Lawrence," the fellow from the Old World, is not only a gatekeeper, but his painted world is an important ceremonial site.

It is very likely that the enhancement that Montana experienced before was done in a similar place, and it was also there that a part of her spiritual body was eaten.

"No wonder they didn't choose to fight just now." At this time, Duke Dressel and Appleld also read the memory in the colored light ball, "That weird guy calls himself the gatekeeper, and he should be responsible for opening the red door. Door."

"Behind that door, there must be terrible power hidden, more Pope-level extraordinary people?" Appleyard asked.

"No, it's very likely to be the eighth step!" The Duke's expression was serious.

"Recreated an Abetus. This secret world is very strange. It can completely copy all the buildings in reality. If the eighth level is really hidden behind the door, their purpose of doing this must be to completely transform this new city. , let this new city become a special area that can fully display the eighth-level combat power!"

Appleyard analyzed, and at the same time quickly glanced at Dressel, "Without the gatekeeper, they must plan to open the door by themselves next!"

"Eighth step!"

A simple word makes people feel a terrible sense of oppression, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly becomes tense.

"We can't let them open the door, we have to act now!" Sigmund said, "The situation is already obvious, there will be no more compromised peace, and we need to fight for the next 20 years of Elam !"

"War." Appleyard fell silent for a moment, "Elan is not ready yet." What they are going to do next is not a petty conflict, but a complete overturning of the table!

"We will never be able to prepare well, because this is not what we expected." Charlotte, who had been silent all this time, said suddenly, "But I always believe that fate should be in our own hands, do we have to wait until the Oracle Church takes the initiative to tear it apart?" Shameless, start a war?"

"That would make us too passive."

"What if our guess is wrong?" Ruben also hesitated, "If the door behind that door is not what we imagined, then this war..."

"We can't afford to gamble." Sigmund said in a deep voice, "An eighth-order appears in Abetus, even if he can only move around in this city, it is almost equivalent to a walking natural disaster, and if this eighth-order After the steps appear, you can use some methods to expand your walking range..."

"Spread to other surrounding provinces, spread to the whole of Elam, then it will be a real defeat!"

Some were firm, some hesitated, and finally all eyes fell on Duke Dressel.

"Teacher, what's your opinion?" Sigmund asked.

"My opinion?" Duke Dressel smiled and asked, "Didn't I already say it just now?"

"Just now?" Sigmund was taken aback for a moment, and soon a smile appeared on his face.

"If you want, then fight."

"That's right." The Duke nodded, "Let's make the next plan."

At this moment, Elvie, who had never had a sense of existence, suddenly opened her eyes. Now that Sigmund has been promoted to the director, she has become the only fifth-level executive among the four chief executives.

But Elvie's ability is not in combat, but in tracking and observation.

"Norius left the Radiant Cathedral with the four bishops."

"Go to the palace?"

"No, they returned to their respective parishes." Elvy replied, and Sigmund's face changed slightly when he heard the news. He was wronged but didn't look for psychological balance. This is not a bad idea for Sigmund. Good sign.

"What are they going to do?"