The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Liam City.

Sigmund brought Marek to the streets of Liam City. Compared with when they left, the whole city has not changed much. Abetus has entered winter in November, but Liam City Located in the south, the temperature drop is not obvious, and the sea breeze is blowing, and the climate is pleasant.

On the streets, horses and horses are running, and cargo ships are flying around the port. The tension in the whole country has little impact on this small town on the edge.

"When all this is over, I will definitely buy a house here and enjoy the retirement life of a demon hunter." Marek couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"I thought you bought your own property when you were working here."

Marek smiled, and pretended to look through his pockets, and Sigmund immediately understood what he wanted to express.

The nightlife is too frequent, not only the body can't bear it, but the wallet is also squeezed out. In addition, Marek's previous situation does not seem to need to buy a house. Anyway, he is on Rose Street in the morning, and he may go to Cross Street in the afternoon. It will drill into the backyard of an unknown tavern.

The two were gossiping, compared to the ever-changing Abetus, half a year had changed too little in this small town, but this was an extremely precious experience. Everything he saw was familiar to him.

The coffee shop on the corner, the restaurant in the middle of the road, the teenagers selling newspapers leaning on the street lamps on both sides of the road, walking through the crowds, Sigmund also felt the long-lost peace. With redefinition.

It's not that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, it's just that I can't bear to see the people and things I'm familiar with being destroyed.

It hasn’t been too long since I came to the headquarters of the demon hunters in Liam City. Gildor is still working here. Steadily gain a firm foothold at the third level, and gradually move closer to the fourth level.

If there were no accidents, maybe before the summer of next year, he would have a chance to enter the fourth level. At that time, he would have to leave here, join the executioner squad, or be sent to other cities.

The arrival of Sigmund did not alarm the managers of Liam City, but for the entire demon hunter team, the identity of the newly promoted Duke and the Director of the Investigation Bureau made everyone admire for a while, and what made them even more proud was that , this legendary big man came from the city of Liam.

They walked out of the team they were in, which invisibly made the team of demon hunters in this border town a bit more legendary, especially the little fat Harris, he was just an ordinary investigator, and he didn't have any promotion channels. , but in the team, the wind is flourishing.

Because of his rich experience and the experience of working with Sigmon before, Fatty Harris faintly became the invisible core in the face of inquiries from the newcomers in the team.

Gildor's attitude towards Sigmund was somewhat subtle, on the one hand because he hadn't seen him for a long time, and on the other hand, Sigmund's rise was too fast, but with Marek joking aside, everyone quickly got to know each other. After chatting a few words to resolve the curiosity and admiration of other members of the demon hunter team, Sigmund quickly got to the point.

Gildo gave a brief introduction to Herman's situation, emphasizing the process of cutting up his flesh and blood. If Ruben hadn't given orders from above, they would most likely have ignored this matter.

But Gildo was very cautious, and did not attack immediately after checking the situation. Sigmund nodded, then put on his top hat, held a cane, and led the crowd straight to Herman's restaurant.

On the way to the restaurant, he flipped through his notes and summoned Bogula.

"If I hadn't gotten used to being lonely, I would have gone crazy if you shut me up for such a long time." Bogula complained.

"Don't worry, you will never lose control with me."

After hearing Sigmund's answer, Bogula curled his lips, but his eyes widened quickly. As the purest filthy contractor, Bogula's perception of spiritual power may not be excellent, but he can pass The specific condition of a person's body can be inferred from the perception of blood.

So at the first sight of Sigmund, he immediately noticed the abnormality.

"Your body..." Bogula couldn't help trembling when he spoke, "I can feel the aura in your body similar to that of the Mother Goddess, although it is very faint, but it is a difference in class, What exactly have you been through?"

It's been full of calculations, and it's only been a month or two since he was captured by Sigmund, but almost every time he meets Bogula, he can find a big leap in Sigmund's strength, and now he can't see through what is in front of him. of this man.

Without further explanation on this issue, Sigmon simply narrated Herman's matter, and then mentioned the name of the creator, Veramont.

"I've heard of this name before!" Bogula was shocked, "He should be a strong man born in the first few epochs, and it was recorded in Nosferatu's classics. A powerful life, it is said that he is the first creature born in the starry sky."

"I didn't expect that he could span several epochs and survive until now." Bogula said with emotion.

There was a crowd of people near Herman's restaurant. After approaching, Sigmund directly activated his ability, pulling everyone into an illusory dream. Erman is in control.

The difference in strength between the two was too great, and there was nothing special about the process. Grabbing Herman, Bogula immediately started checking. At the same time, Sigmund also entered the chaotic world. He wanted to try to solve the problem with his own method.

After a while, Sigmund opened his eyes, his face sank slightly, and Marek on one side cast a questioning gaze, and he shook his head slightly.

It's normal, Herman's mental state is extremely normal, but his body...

Bogula has roughly torn off all of Herman's clothes, exposing his cut and scarred body, his chest, thighs and arms, and many places exposed bones, but for the scars and pain on his body, Herman Man didn't seem to feel it at all.

If you don't take these into consideration, from a spiritual perspective, Herman is an ordinary person, optimistic and positive, with almost no negative emotions.

But it was such a guy who actually ate his wife, used it as nutrients to restore the flesh and blood on his body, and then cut it off for everyone to use.

Not long after, Bogula came to Sigmund with some doubts, "It's very strange, with a mutated body and a pure spirit, generally speaking, the extraordinary level of mutated is directly linked to the spirit, but this guy There is a clear separation between body and spirit.”

"That is to say..." Bogula frowned and organized his words, "This is not a supernatural mutation, but a disease, a disease that spreads based on blood. It was produced after the potion."

"Pharmaceuticals, diseases?!" Sigmund thought about it, and his eyes widened after a while.

"I see!"