The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"Young hunter, it's nice to meet you. I haven't seen a living person for many years." The tomb king said, "What about you, Veramont, how long has it been since we met?"

"You refuse to see anyone." There was an inexplicable emotion in Villamont's eyes, "There are not many people who can survive until now, and no one knows which meeting will become a farewell."

"Death is a doomed thing. I always believe in this, even the reborn mother is no exception, because even she will lose something after every rebirth." The Tomb King stood up from his chair.

"Come in and sit down, or visit my cemetery."

"The cemetery?" Sigmund looked towards the hillside in the distance.

"My strength comes from my cemetery. In the cemetery on the top of the mountain, many precious corpses are buried, including humans, animals, ancient gods, and those higher-level existences than me. Now they are all lying quietly. In the grave."

"Want to visit it, young friend?" the tomb king suggested.

Sigmund was curious for a while, but before he nodded in agreement, Villamont on the side said, "Damn it, Artois, who like you only likes to deal with dead people?"

"The environment here looks good. It's not like the place you used to live. It's always gloomy, but to be honest, I'd rather you keep the old style, so you don't have to visit the cemetery. I'm here to let you Please do me a favor."

"Okay." Tomb King sighed.

"Tell me where the Mother of Rebirth fell. We all know that she was killed by that guy once, but only you should know exactly where she died."

"What do you want, Villamont?"

"You should know, the original blood of the reborn mother, I need that thing." Villamont replied.

"Do you think that with the original blood, your body can be revitalized, and you can be recognized by this world?"

"I want to try it. I have put in a lot of hard work, and now I am only one step away. I am confident that when my body is completely transformed, I can re-instill the power of the starry sky in my body and get back the power I temporarily discarded. Then return to the peak." Villamont looked solemn.

"So you found a hunter." The Tomb King glanced at Sigmund, "He is very special, much stronger than ordinary sixth-order hunters. It can be seen that he should have read the book of contract."

"You also know the Book of Contract?" Sigmund interjected.

"Of course, that is the most correct path in the new world, but it is a pity that it is not open to us, and now, the paths we are pursuing are all modified according to the book of contract, you can think of it like this, similar to the path of hunters and creating contracts , is recognized by this new world."

"If we want to reach the limit in the new world, we must do things that comply with the rules." Tomb King explained.

"Then... do you know the Rocal script?"

"Rocal text, what is that?" Tomb King looked puzzled, and then glanced at Veramont, who also shook his head.

Sigmund's heart skipped a beat, and he asked tentatively, "I heard that the text written in those two contracts is called the Rocard text."

"Where did you hear this news? What is recorded in the book of contract is not words at all, but the essence of two extraordinary powers. It is not an exaggeration to say that a dog has read these two books. If it can bear the power , can also set foot on the extraordinary path.”

After hearing Veramont's explanation, instead of letting go of his doubts, Sigmund became nervous. He believed that what Louis said was not groundless. There are all indications that Rocard's text is real.

But neither the Tomb King nor Veramont knew the news inside, so the mystery hidden in it was intriguing, either it represented an older inheritance, or the secret of the new world was hidden in it.

"In this plan, how can I help?" Sigmund then asked.

"Purify the original blood." Veramont gave the answer.

"The original blood of the mother of rebirth is the most mysterious thing in this world. Every single part of it can evolve the origin of all creatures in the world, just like the beginning of everything, but because of this, this blood also contains the purest instinct."

"This power is difficult to separate unless..."

"Unless someone takes the initiative to absorb it." Sigmund suddenly realized, then among all people, there is no more suitable hunter contractor who can absorb animal nature after chasing chaos.

"The hunter's ability is also limited." Sigmund said.

"That's why I said that your strength is still a little weaker. If you can advance to the seventh level, you will be more confident." Villamont said with a smile, "In addition, treasures and dangers often coexist. This is an eternal truth."

"But I only see the risk I'm taking, what about you?"

"I have to bear much more than you, because what I do will completely anger that guy. If it succeeds, everything will be fine. If it fails, I will have to hide around for the rest of my life." Speaking of this , he glanced at Sigmund.

"I know the danger, but will you quit?"

Sigmund was silent. Villamont was right about one thing. He was really good at persuading people.

"Artois, tell me where the fallen mother of rebirth is. I guarantee that I will leave as soon as I get the news, and I will not disturb your life from now on. In addition, no matter what you need in the future, you can contact me at any time , you know, as long as you speak to the brightest star at night, I can hear you."

The Tomb King didn't answer, and looked at the two of Sigmund with dim eyes, "Okay, I'll give you the key." He seemed to have considered for a long time before making up his mind, then turned around and walked towards the wooden house behind him .

"wait me back."

He pushed open the creaking wooden door and walked into a dark room.

boom!

The door was closed.

Suddenly, Villamont breathed a sigh of relief, and he stepped forward to stand in front of Sigmund, "If...if the battle starts, you should try to stay as far away as possible."

"Fight?" Sigmund's muscles tensed.

"It depends on what Artois is going to do next." Villamont sighed, "I came to him because I wanted his help on two things. The most important thing is to get the location of the original blood. The second is to help you improve your strength and enter the seventh level."

"Atowa's cemetery has collected the corpses of many powerful people, and I am the best pharmacist, but now... there is no need for this."

"Why?"

"Because..." A sharp voice suddenly sounded, and the surrounding environment instantly became dim, in every crack of the wooden house. Endless darkness spread, and at the same time, the mountains in the distance shook, and the erected tombstones shattered one after another.

"Because there are no corpses in there anymore." Villamont continued, "Artois is about to die, and under the control of death fear, he will do anything."

"You're right!" A gloomy voice sounded, and a phantom jumped out, stabbing at Sigmund's face!

"I need new collectibles in my grave!"