The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"If we want to solve this problem once and for all, we need to completely control this secret world and control this door." Appleyard opened his hands, from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, his body was covered with metal.

And with his movements, the metal on the surface of his body was peeled off bit by bit and poured into the gate. He actually planned to use his body as the basis to recast the gate!

"You will die if you do this." Sigmund said in a deep voice.

"Drexel can give his life for this city, and as one of the two pillars of the kingdom, I can certainly do it." Appleyard didn't have any hesitation in his eyes, "I've lived long enough, and finally for this It pays for the city to make some contribution."

"You can't die yet." Sigmund stretched out his right hand and pressed Apleiad's shoulder, "If you die, we don't even have a 7th order. This city needs you to complete the reconstruction work after the disaster. The reason Elan is strong is not because of hunters like me and my teacher."

"It's the many creators who hide behind the scenes and work silently. You have changed this city and this country. If you give us enough time, you can even change the world!"

"We are not as important as you said." Appleyard shook his head, "The disaster is in sight, and I have to do it."

"No!" Sigmund exerted force with his right hand, "I have a better solution. After all, you are only at the seventh level. Use your body as a material to repair this door. Facing the things behind the door, this door can't hold on." For too long, to fully solve this problem, we need to build a stronger door."

"On one side is a door cast from the bones of an ancient god!"

And just as Sigmund was speaking, the void behind him cracked again, and a terrible attraction came from the gap, and Amidala struggled to be pulled into it bit by bit.

【Advent of the Ancient God】

This power did not originate from Sigmund itself. The blood of the ancient god in Amidala's arm bone activated the last power of the arm, and now this power is about to be exhausted, and the summoned ancient god will return to him world.

After this summoning is over, the potential of the arm bone will be completely exhausted, and the only thing remaining is its original strength.

"Then this should be the best material." Sigmund said as he walked past Appleyard, then raised his left arm and opened his palm.

The bones of the left arm twisted and deformed, and the next moment Sigmund felt as if he was in a long corridor, which seemed to be the secret place at the top of the Glorious Cathedral.

What appeared before him was an empty door.

That's where the gatekeepers guard, and that's where the Red Gate really is.

There was a roar in his throat, and Sigmund persisted with a face of pain. More and more bones poured into the gap in the red door, and his arms became thinner and thinner until Amidala's arm bones Completely leave his body and evenly fill the entire door!

"Mr. Appleyard, I did it, it's up to you next." Sigmund turned around and smiled palely. Behind him was a pale bone door.

"Don't worry!" Appleyard nodded vigorously, "I have found a way to transform this secret world. You have solved the most critical problem, and we will leave the rest to us."

At this moment, accompanied by heavy footsteps and the sound of steel gears turning, in the secret world, a scarred steel puppet slowly appeared.

The iron puppet's body was full of damage scars, with a sunken head and a deep hole in its cheek. It was the steel puppet that was attacked by Ertan not long ago, representing Dressel's identity.

"Drexel is an amazing guy. I hope he can be with us and this city forever." Under the control of Appleyard, the huge steel doll knelt in front of the red door, and then his body A blinding red light glowed on the surface.

The runes carved on the steel surface exerted their power, the shape of the doll changed, a part of the steel melted, and finally covered the entire red door, forming a special statue.

The sculpted one is Dressel in high spirits, with a smile on his face, looking into the distance of Abetus.

At this time, Newcomen and others also came to Apleiad's side one after another, the power gathered, the statue in front of everyone became flickering, and finally formed an independent space.

"There are three layers of space in the place where the Glory Cathedral is located, reality, shallow secret world, and deep secret world. The shallow secret world is connected to the outside world, but we all forget that the reality that originally belonged to the Radiance Cathedral, Where is that place connected to?" Appleyard explained with a tired face.

The space doesn't disappear, it's just hidden, as I do now. We will see an identical statue in the real world, but no one can enter this separate space unless you and I give permission.

"This place has been completely isolated." Appleyard was talking, and when he looked up, he realized that Sigmund, who was standing in front of him, had fallen asleep with his eyes open.

It was just a battle, but the pressure on Sigmund was extremely high, because he was facing an ancient god from another era. The oppression on the spiritual level almost defeated his will, which had just entered the sixth level , coupled with the energy consumed by manipulating Amidala, at this time the spirit was relaxed for a while, and he passed out completely.

"Sigmund!" Charlotte, Marek and others rushed forward.

"Let him take a break." Apleiad raised his head, the world in the secret world was dark, which indicated that Abetus outside was also gloomy. The crisis in front of him was resolved, but there was more to come. Bigger problems await them.

The bridge above the Su Ruiwen River broke, and an entire block in the upper city was torn into the cracks in the ground, and other nearby blocks were also affected to varying degrees.

Rescue and pensions after the disaster, explanations to the people, blood thirst that is still spreading in the city, Ferdinand and Ugo who fled, possible attacks in the near future.

A heavy burden rests on everyone.

But compared to all of this, what is even more unacceptable is Dressel's departure. People have become accustomed to this city and this country operates under his protection, no matter how scheming a politician or a treacherous noble businessman is. , but everyone recognizes Dressel's contribution to this country.

It is unimaginable to what extent Elan's morale will decline after learning the news.

"Darkness is approaching, but we have lost our lamp holder." Appleyard sighed, with a trace of sadness in his heart.