The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Villamont had seen this thing before, this ugly, monstrous lump of iron that seemed to him to fly into the sky with something called a propeller.

What's the name of this thing?

The plane, yes, that’s the name. It was named by Sigmund. To be honest, although he didn’t understand the mechanical principles and structure, when he first saw an ordinary person without any power fly this machine time in the sky.

He, a powerful transcendent who has gone through several epochs and can reach all parts of the world in an instant, still couldn't hide his surprise. In just a short period of time, he felt more surprised in this city than in the past 100 years.

At this time, he began to understand why this ordinary human country would become the biggest resister of the Oracle Church besides the Mother of Rebirth.

He even had a hunch that if they were given some more time, it wouldn't take 100 years for ordinary people to have the ability to kill gods.

Seeing Veramont appear, Teresa walked over quickly, "There is a problem with the transformation of space power and runes, and I need your help for the specific details." Teresa said as she walked.

"I still remember the satellite we transformed before. I want to send it to a higher place. Our thinking was too narrow before, and we squeezed the space on the already complicated satellite to describe a new teleportation rune... "

"In fact, we don't need to do this at all. We can change our thinking and build a basic device for launching. We only need to deploy on this device to send the satellite to various altitudes we need. When the time comes, record the specific location. When repairs are needed, we can send people up directly.”

"In this way, the space saved can be used to describe some other runes, such as concealment. If this thing can be completely hidden in another space when it is not working, it can not only be used to detect and transmit information, but can even be used as a weapon. Come in handy." Teresa quickly explained her thoughts.

Veramont nodded frequently. He had to admit that the unconstrained imagination and thinking of these creators even helped him improve many combat skills.

"By the way, there are also fixed teleportation gates. I hope that stable teleportation devices can be set up in different urban areas, so that we can easily transfer our troops at any time... As for the conversion and supply of energy, I have also thought about it."

"I was inspired by Sigmund's reminder and found the law of conversion of electricity, spirit and space power. Unfortunately, the time is still short and everything is still in the process of groping." During the conversation between the two, people kept finding Teresa, Teresa's heart is divided, her head seems to be able to think about many problems at the same time.

He explained what he wanted Villamont to help with, and wrote with his left and right hands at the same time, converting the questions asked by others into words and recording them on paper, and then passing them on.

If Sigmund is here, he will definitely be amazed at Teresa's performance, because Teresa's performance at this time is like a humanoid computer.

Regarding the problem of space, Villamont is definitely the one who has the most say. He quickly helped Teresa solve the problem, and then Teresa took him to another place.

"You have the most right to speak about the transformation of flesh and blood, and my strength lies in the control of machinery. Combining our knowledge and ability, is it possible to create a humanoid weapon that can match the combat power of the seventh level?"

"It's impossible to surpass the 7th level, but it's still possible to barely reach it, but it needs to consume a lot of precious materials, which is really not worth the candle." Villamont replied.

"What if I happen to have a very special material?" Teresa looked mysterious, and then took Villamont into the ground, and came to a closed space, where Villamont saw a huge Roshan with metallic luster and weird power fluctuations.

"What is this?!" Seeing this indescribable mass, Villamont's face changed wildly, "This is the corpse of a superior, where did you get this thing from?" He quickly turned around and returned to the In situ.

"It's Sigmund, he gave it to me."

"The power inside is very primitive. I guess, the dead one may be the Prime who was in the same era as the Mother of Rebirth. It took an unknown number of years to be discovered by you. Apart from good luck, I can't think of other adjectives. It's gone." Villamont sighed.

In his cognition, such a Prime must have formed an independent space after death, and then was discovered by Sigmund after an unknown number of years.

But what he didn't know was that the first time this thing appeared was 20 years ago, and at that time, He was still alive.

"The texture of this thing is both metal and biological. We may be able to make it into a special piece of equipment..." Teresa put forward her own idea.

While he was speaking, a tall and pitch-black figure appeared out of nowhere, it was the ferocious dragon hunting armor.

"Sigmon's set of dragon-hunting armor gave me inspiration. I studied its structure carefully, but the power inside is very ancient, and some parts are completely beyond my comprehension. But if we interpret it together, we can understand the manufacturing process of this armor. Copy, and then..." Her eyes looked at Roshan, which exuded a metallic luster.

"Maybe we can create an order of dragon hunting knights!"

"The power comes entirely from this piece of equipment, and the requirements for the operator are greatly reduced. As long as the new equipment can reach level 6 combat effectiveness, then on the frontal battlefield, combined with fast-moving aircraft and satellites hidden in the sky, our The army will become unrivaled!"

"It's really a weird era..." Villamont seemed to see the future described by Teresa, "In this era, the soil for the survival of extraordinary people may gradually be lost, when ordinary people can do it with your creations. Who else would choose this dangerous path after seeing what many extraordinary people can do?"

"However... In my long life, this is a rare thing that I find interesting. I began to like this country and this era." He sighed.

"So, let's get started."

At the same time, Sigmund looked up at the pool of blood in the sky, and then he closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he had already left the chaotic world and returned to the nightmare carriage. He opened the door and got out of the carriage. During the cycle, the sea water oscillated, and the figures of Shen Hai, Blair and others were lost inside.

A bright red color appeared in the sea water, and then the scattered corpses were drawn into it, rotating and compressing, until finally, the sea water covering the sky disappeared.

The horseshoes were crisp, and the nightmare carriage automatically appeared beside him. Sigmund held the reins tightly and jumped into the lake of blood.