The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

The woman looked at the two of Sigmund with scrutiny. He just glanced at Sigmund, but when she saw Veramont, she couldn't help flashing a trace of doubt in her eyes, "You are..."

These two people know each other? Was it some relationship in Villamont's long life? A ridiculous thought flashed in Sigmund's mind. Comparing the figures of the two, Veramont, who is considered tall among ordinary people, probably needs to step on a chair to get this extremely tall woman.

"You are not from here..." The woman's words made the situation in the field tense immediately, but soon, she seemed to think of something, and a trace of shock flashed in her eyes.

"It's you?!"

"Villamont." Both voices sounded at the same time.

Hearing Veramont's name, the other people around were all in a daze, only Ambrose showed a hint of joy, and the few people standing beside her were puzzled and curious, they hadn't been here for a long time. The leader saw such a big mood swing.

"You may not remember me, Lord Veramont!" Ambrose's attitude immediately became respectful.

"My lord?!" Everyone gasped and looked at Veramont in surprise.

"I've been away for so long, I didn't expect anyone to recognize me." Villamont said with emotion.

"Master Veramont, you are the most powerful follower of the Mother Goddess. I only saw you once from afar when I was attending the ceremony many years ago." Showing a trace of nostalgia, "I was still a child at that time, and that was really an unforgettable time."

"But now..." Ambrose sighed, her chest heaving, "Are you here to save us and help wake up the Mother God?"

"What the hell is going on here?" Villamont asked.

"Wait a minute, Lord Ambrose, you mean...he is the legendary son of the universe, Veramont? But how is this possible, he may be disguised by someone else, or..." The speaker lowered his head.

"He's already turned to those guys."

"Shut up!" Ambrose snorted coldly, and a powerful force erupted, covering the entire room. Facing such doubts and accusations, Veramont just stood there quietly without any answer.

Because there is no need.

When he was active, among these people, only Abros was qualified to look up at him from a distance, as for the others, they were not even qualified to see his true face.

The world has changed, and in this new era, in order to adapt to the new rules, he has made too many compromises, and even disappeared for a long time, so that too many people have forgotten his existence, but even if his strength declines, he Still retaining the last pride.

Even now, his strength is no better than the peak, but he is far stronger than everyone else.

"Sorry, Lord Veramont." Ambrose hurriedly expressed her apology, "Too many changes have happened in Nosferatu, and now, this city is shrouded in darkness forever, and there has been no light for many years. .”

"The current Nosferatu is an out-and-out City of Eternal Night." Ambrose sighed.

"You should have seen that the oracle church has taken control of this place, the entire city has been plunged into darkness, and everyone has been dragged into an endless dream. These people are called sleepers by us, and like us, they can escape Under the control of the Oracle Church, those who maintain a certain degree of sobriety are called resuscitators."

"Those guys wandering outside are night watchmen?" Sigmund interrupted suddenly.

Ambrose frowned slightly, and she just glanced lightly, as a response to Sigmund's doubts. In her view, this was a dialogue between two strong men, and no one else spoke Qualifications.

Well, ignored.

Sigmund couldn't help but feel amused, these old guys still have a chain of contempt, and at this time he also saw a smiling look from Veramont.

As a strong man who has been active for several eras, Villamont has always had his own pride, but he is not the kind of simple arrogant guy, which can be compared with what he did when he first appeared to cooperate with Sigmund I can see it.

Sigmon represented the new era, while Villamont represented the old world. This once brilliant and powerful transcendent had his own pride, but these prides were slowly shattered in contact with Sigmon.

The meeting with the Tomb King was a little better, but after entering the death cycle space, Sigmund's fighting power made Veramont have to let go of his sense of superiority, so that later, if there was no Sigmund's rescue, he would definitely Will die there, become the same thing as those walking dead.

Waiting for the next meeting, at that time Sigmund had already been promoted to level 7, absorbed the energy of the entire city, and his fighting power even surpassed that of Dressel. Facing the attack of the Oracle Church, he chose the most difficult path The road to counterattack ┄ directly hit the Church of God.

And with the help of many forces, the Kingdom of God was split, the body of the Sun Judge was chopped into pieces, and the imprisoned Goddess of Dawn was released. What happened afterwards made Veramont lose a trace of pride when facing Sigmund.

Until now, he returned to Nosferatu and was recognized by the leader of the rebels, which allowed Veramont to find a little glory in the past.

This is not unreasonable vanity, but when Veramont faced Sigmund, who was able to sit on an equal footing with him, because of being treated preferentially, he had a little thought. It was more like a small joke among friends, so he felt that When it was interesting, he did not specifically introduce Sigmund at this time, but continued to ask:

"The people who have slept the entire city, what is their purpose?"

Ambrose took a deep breath and gave an answer that made Sigmund's heart skip a beat: "Weave a dream."

"Then use this dream... to imprison the Mother Goddess!"

It turns out that the Oracle Church sealed the Mother of Rebirth in this way. After getting the answer, Sigmund felt heavy. He walked all the way amid the praise and applause of everyone. In the eyes of everyone, he was the best hunter and the most talented creator in history, but only Sigmund Keep yourself clear.

Aside from his own efforts and the help from Dressel and others, the most important thing that has played the most important role in being able to get to where he is today is the Nightmare Carriage.

Nightmares, dreams, this is the core of his power.

But at this moment, he smelled something unusual in the huge plan of the Oracle Church.

"I hope I'm thinking too much." He comforted himself in this way.

At this moment, Villamont was also shocked by the answer given by Ambrose. Now that the identities of the two parties have been confirmed, it is naturally inconvenient to have a detailed discussion here. The two of Germon went to the core area.

Xinowei on the one side looked very excited. She felt that she had done a great thing today. Out of curiosity, she subconsciously walked to Sigmund, "Sir, what should I call you?" From the girl's point of view, to be able to walk with the Son of the Universe, the identity of the other party should also be very remarkable.

"My name is Sigmund, Sigmund Skinde." Sigmund replied absent-mindedly, all his thoughts at this time were on thinking about the dream.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly hit, and his vision was filled with two surging giants, and then, a hurried voice came from his ear.

"What did you say?!" Sigmund was lifted up by the excited Ambrose.

At this time, the cautious voice of the young girl Sinovi came from beside her: "He, Sigmund?"

"The savior?!"