The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"He is the driver of the nightmare carriage, and he is also the one who killed the Emperor of the First Empire? So what is the relationship between the invisible one and Rokar?" Sigmund had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and at this time, the God Emperor Floating in mid-air, he turned a blind eye to the collapsed tower under his feet, and seemed not in a hurry to attack.

The restless energy in the surrounding space gradually receded, which meant that the Ancient God of Destroyer and the others had returned to their posts, but they still kept their eyes on this place.

"I didn't expect you to be the one who came to the end, Veramont." The emperor said, he was not wearing a robe specially made inside the church, but a set of tailored trousers and shirt, this image walked on the street From the outside, people who saw him would only regard him as an ordinary noble youth, not the Church God Emperor.

The God Emperor's figure is not tall, and his face is even a bit immature and delicate. The hem of the white shirt is inserted into the trousers, the neckline at the wrist is folded, revealing a section of the forearm, and a few buttons are undone between the neck , you can see a slightly thin collarbone.

Clean and refreshing, this is the first impression of the man in front of him.

But no one thought that it was such a person who stirred up the situation in the whole world. Every decision he made would affect the lives and deaths of hundreds of thousands of people.

"They're all dead." Villamont said after a moment of silence. Faces appeared in front of his eyes, including the Tomb King, the Deep Sea, the Blair Witch... and finally, Dawn crawling on the ground like maggots.

"They died to accomplish greater things." The Emperor said without changing his face.

"For your eternal life?" Villamont snorted coldly.

"You're too narrow-minded." The Emperor of God shook his head, as if he didn't want to explain too much, "Maybe you will understand, maybe you won't, but it doesn't matter, I don't need other people's understanding to do things." He said calmly, Then raise your left hand.

The surrounding space did not change, and everyone could not feel the surge of power, but inexplicably, everyone felt a huge sense of oppression. It seemed that an invisible force was about to invade their bodies and control everything.

Swish!

At the critical moment, Sigmund was the first to regain consciousness. He clenched the sickle in his hand, mustered all his strength, his eyes became confused, and then cut to a certain place in the void.

There seemed to be a strange connection that was cut off somewhere, and the God Emperor retracted his left hand. At some point, his palm was cut open, but from the ruptured wound, Sigmund did not see a trace of blood, and there was blood gushing out of it. What moves is golden streamer.

"Interesting." He gave Sigmund a serious look for the first time.

hum!

There are several gaps in the space around Veramont, through which you can see energy towers in different states.

"Destroy the remaining energy towers as much as possible, I'll hold him back!" Villamont said without looking back, his calm eyes filled with uncontrollable anger.

Sigmund, Maria, Ambrose and the others looked at each other, with a trace of hesitation flashing across their faces. Since his arrival, the God-Emperor has not shown much power, but the sense of calm oppression surpassed theirs. For any enemies he faced before, Villamont at this time could only be regarded as having stepped into the ninth level with half a foot, and it was obviously a bit reluctant to face the God Emperor alone.

"What are you still doing, don't worry about me, hurry up, don't forget our real purpose!" Villamont urged.

But at this moment, the God Emperor in the distance suddenly chuckled, "Poor Vera, have you changed into a new body, have you lost even your basic judgment?"

The smile on his face slowly faded, "What makes you think you can fight me alone?" The lines on the face gradually became stern, and there was a hint of contempt on the lips.

"I came to see you, just to put an end to all this with my own hands, and to bury you who represent the past!" He slowly clenched his fists as he spoke.

The wound on the palm closed, and the star gate opened by Villamont was closed at the same time. During this process, Sigmund could see Villamont's efforts to support him, but his efforts seemed to be ineffective in front of this man. too much meaning.

【Void turbulence】

The power on Veramont's body suddenly exploded, and the space around the Emperor's body shattered like a mirror, and the energy rioted in the void that was torn apart, and the turbulent flow formed rushed into this world.

But in the face of this terrifying attack capable of destroying everything, the God Emperor walked over with a blank face, and the turbulent flow of the broken space passed around his illusory body, but all this could not give him have any effect.

That feeling, it seems that all attacks are ineffective against him.

There was a shocking scene in front of him. The young man in the white shirt walked forward step by step. The broken space around his body was like a doomsday scene, but he just walked through it quietly and leisurely. Survive this devastating attack.

Then came to Villamont, stretched out the index finger of his right hand, and pressed it forward gently.

A simple action seems to shake the power of a planet.

At this moment, the sky above Veramont's head suddenly split open, and the endless starry sky expanded, covering the entire space almost instantly. In the circulating starry sky, bits and pieces of power poured into Veramont's body.

At this moment, Veramont's physical attributes were completely changed, and every muscle and cell in him seemed to correspond to the stars in the sky.

The muscles of the whole body were tense, and Veramont's figure did not change much, but at this moment, in Sigmund's eyes, Veramont seemed to have turned into an ancient beast over a hundred meters away.

The stars and the body.

Ancient and real.

At this moment, Veramont regained the power of the peak period. Finally, he let out a low growl, and the starlight swayed the space to vibrate. Carrying the anger of countless years of exile and persecution, and the resentment of those dead, Villamont played his own The strongest attack!

Tom!

The earth was sunken, and the terrifying energy spread out around the energy tower, and even the Ancient Destroyer God and the others had to withdraw their peeping gazes.

But in the face of all this, the Emperor of God just continued to press forward slowly and firmly.

"What's the point of this?" The Emperor laughed lightly, "You know the result, all your efforts are useless..."

The terrifying attack that was enough to destroy half of the city passed through the body of the God Emperor. Vilamont gritted his teeth and squeezed his strength desperately. He endured it for so many years and waited for so long. All he wanted was this day this moment.

But in the end...

puff!

Valamont's fist passed through the illusory body of the God Emperor, while the opponent's fingers pressed gently between his brows.

The next moment, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and the starry sky reversed.

At that moment, Sigmund seemed to see the disillusionment of countless stars in the starry sky!

one strike.

Villamont is dying!