The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

On the item list of the nightmare carriage, a sickle with a strange shape was quietly placed.

The blade of the sickle is dark and curved as a whole, reflecting a faint blue light at the sharp edge. From the extension of the handle, it is pale white, like a bony handle. When this weapon appeared in Sigmund's hand , the corresponding information is also displayed at the same time.

funeral blade

The strange weapon held by the first hunter, this masterpiece is the king of all weapons, the blade is cast with the legendary blue quartz in the sky, killing is an art, and hunting is a farewell elegy. The prey killed by this weapon can find eternal rest.

【Cutting off】: What can be cut off is not only life and death, but also fetters.

[Funeral]: The dead rest in peace, the living live forever.

This is a giant sickle with an overall length of more than two meters. The handle seems to be cast from the bones of an unknown animal. Clenching both hands will produce a strange sense of connection.

Click!

Shaking his arm slightly, the handle of the sickle began to bend from the middle, and then transformed into a weird melee weapon. There are not many introductions to this weapon, and it only has two attributes, but Sigmund's vision has long since changed. In the past, when he held this weapon, he felt unprecedentedly powerful.

That's not an illusion, but the amplification hidden in the weapon, especially when the animal nature accumulated in his body is activated, he can keenly feel the trembling of the blade, as if these weapons come alive instantly, thirsting for blood and killing.

Severing and mourning are the only two abilities. The introduction is somewhat vague, but Sigmund can somewhat guess the tendency of these two abilities. The next moment, he pushed the carriage and appeared in the driving position of the carriage.

At this time, the changes in the outside world have come to an end.

The deserted courtyard disappeared, and he felt as if he was in the lake. The blood-red energy gathered in one place, forming a blood spar the size of a thumb in midair.

The extreme red makes people dare not look directly at it.

He beckoned, and the original blood containing pure energy fell into his hands. At the same time, a strong greed suddenly rose in his heart. As long as he could swallow this original blood, Sigmund felt that he could even swallow it. Pass the final stage of the seventh step and push open the door of the eighth step.

But taking a deep breath, his eyes became clear, and he quickly threw this greed out of his mind, not to mention the agreement with Veramont, and more importantly, Elan's blood plague can only be solved by the original blood .

Putting this original blood in the nightmare carriage, it is a pity that Sigmund could not see any illusions during this process, and at this time, the surrounding environment began to change, and he felt his body being pulled, It seems to be pulled into another world.

Crash!

The water was rippling, and Sigmund's body soared into the sky. He turned over and landed on the shore, and then he saw the desolate land. The plants that appeared in front of him were extremely tall, but they were obviously destroyed by human beings. The sky seems to have been torn open.

But before Sigmund could thoroughly check the surrounding environment, the strong wind hit behind him, he turned around quickly, and then saw a huge insect-like monster.

The length of that thing was more than 20 meters, its forefoot was as sharp as a knife, and its whole body exuded the madness unique to predators, and what was even more frightening was the aura emanating from this strange creature.

This is a primitive ancient god!

But at this time, Sigmund was no longer what it used to be. He swung his right hand slightly, and the folded funeral blade bounced off. He took half a step forward, and his center of gravity sank slightly. Draw an arc in the middle, and then block the path cut down by the monster.

laugh!

There was no collision sound as imagined. The moment the scythe collided with the monster's sharp forefoot, Sigmund felt a strange force burst out, and then the monster's sharp armor blade instantly disintegrated under Sigmund's block .

He obviously just made a simple block, but when the collision was over, the monster's forefoot had been completely cut off!

"What a sharp weapon!" Sigmund secretly frightened.

He had watched the battle between Maria and the primitive ancient gods before, so he knew something about the defense of this creature. However, from the corner of his eye, he quickly realized that the funeral blade showed more than just sharp.

This is cut off!

Hiss!

The primitive ancient god roared, not because of the pain, but because along with the dropped forefoot, a certain part of its body seemed to have completely disappeared.

Rumble!

The ground shook and the mountains shook, a furry head protruded from the top of the hill in the distance, the other side of the lake was surging, and a huge monster jumped out of the water, just a few breaths, and several strange-looking creatures surrounded Sigmund. surrounded.

The battle is imminent.

The environment in front of him made Sigmund faintly guess something. These primitive ancient gods looked terrifying, but after experiencing the fierce battle in the death cycle space, this situation was already regarded as a horrific situation for Sigmund. Nothing.

Although it was the first time to use this weapon, it was extremely handy. It seemed to be able to perceive Sigmund's thoughts, and cooperated with his every attacking posture like a living creature.

But at this moment, a silver light flashed in the distant sky, and then a familiar figure appeared in front of Sigmund. Seeing the appearance of the Radiant Pope, Sigmund knew that his guess was correct...

He is right now behind the sealed red door.

But what is going on here, why is the world behind the door connected to the circulation space where the original blood is stored?

When the Radiant Pope appeared, the roaring monsters stopped and gathered around the Radiant Pope. At this time, the Radiant Pope's eyes were completely black, and behind him was dragging a nearly three-meter-long Thin tail, the clothes on his body are in tatters, and the bulge on the spine can be seen vaguely.

It felt like his tail had swallowed his entire spine and stuck it in the back of his head.

"You... are the person outside the door, why did you come out from there?" Pope Radiance opened his mouth, and he didn't speak particularly fluently at the beginning, but after finishing the whole sentence, he completely mastered the tone.

"Who are you?" Sigmund asked, and then he heard a series of weird and awkward syllables, and then the controlled Radiant Pope seemed to realize something, and then transformed it into a common language.

"According to your language, you can call me Patis."

"Where is this place, and why are you here?" Sigmund asked without worrying about the other party's name.

"This is the remnant of the last epoch. It is our last hometown." Pattis controlled the Radiant Pope and looked at Sigmund. "You took the original blood of the Reborn Mother?"

"Do you want to take it back?" Sigmund clenched the weapon in his hand.

"No, of course not, that's confinement. It's too late for me to thank you for taking that thing away."

"Can you tell me exactly what's going on?" Sigmund didn't relax, "Also, what happened to the destruction of the last world?"

This is the biggest doubt in his heart.