The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Saying goodbye to the past, Maria obviously couldn't live on the top floor of the Star Clock Tower, so Sigmon asked Thomas to find a suitable small manor for her in Abetus. The style is retro and solemn but not luxurious, which is very suitable for Mary Sub weekday aesthetic.

Although Maria has awakened, she has not fully recovered. It will take some time to integrate the new power. After completely controlling this power, she should become stronger.

Leaving the clothing store, Sigmund came directly to the palace. In the council hall of the palace, everyone was discussing something. It was only now that Sigmund knew that he had left for more than a month. This is why the entire Abetus The streets are filled with the joy of the upcoming festival.

1777 is coming to an end, and this country will usher in a brand new beginning, because people like Apleiad and Teresa have kept the war out of the country, so for ordinary people, although the war in the distance is still going on , but did not completely overturn their lives.

The only thing that had a profound impact on the whole country was the blood disease that broke out not long ago. However, after a period of treatment, the whole country has rarely heard of similar diseases. , the mood of the citizens naturally became high.

At this time, due to the war, the trade with the Western Continent was almost suspended, but there were still sporadic news coming in through the Northern Continent and the Southern Sea. Compared with the Western Continent, Elam is really a rare peace and stability. up.

Ordinary people just thought it was the impact of the war, but in fact, the Emperor's plan had been fully implemented.

In the conference hall, everyone looked solemn.

"The flight team that went to the west to investigate the news was completely annihilated." Marek flipped through the information in his hand, "but they brought back some news before they were destroyed."

"Strange diseases have broken out in the Kingdom of the Church and the neighboring religious countries. There are almost no pedestrians on the streets, and the red fog is shrouded everywhere."

"Should we send another flying team to investigate?" Someone suggested.

Marek shook his head, "That's a waste of life, all flyers will be affected when they are close to the area shrouded in red mist, and then they will completely lose contact."

"What if we send a high-level transcendent? Tier 6 or above?"

Marek didn't speak, but looked at Ruben and the others. Among them, only a few of them were more suitable.

"I don't recommend you to do this." A voice came suddenly, a spot of light in the room suddenly expanded, and then turned into a starry sky gate, and Villamont stepped into the room.

"If I'm not mistaken, the God Emperor has already begun to invade reality. They have initially mastered the Mother of Rebirth and used her to launch their real plan."

"what's the plan?"

Villamont shook his head, "I don't know either."

"That's why we need to send someone to investigate."

"It's useless, so what if we find out? We can't do anything."

"Just wait? When? Wait until disaster strikes?"

"That's right, this is the reality." Veramont smiled wryly, "If Sigmund can't come back in time, we can only wait here to die, because you haven't really experienced it, and you can't imagine how powerful the God Emperor is."

"Everything you are doing now, the so-called investigation and arrangement, is meaningless in the face of absolute power." Villamont sighed.

"How big is the gap between us and him?" Teresa suddenly said at this time, "If I have a way to gather everyone's strength..." She asked seriously, although her own strength did not improve much, but she He and a group of creators created a few powerful weapons.

"It's useless. If you can't master the rules, even if you have a weapon that can destroy Abetus in an instant, it's useless. What we can do now is to try to maintain the stability of the situation before Sigmund returns. Don't do it." A senseless sacrifice." Villamont glanced at the crowd.

"Because even I can only resist one round under the opponent's attack."

Everyone took a breath and looked at Veramont, feeling the power of the God Emperor for the first time. In the previous introduction, Sigmund only briefly described the problems and situations they faced, and did not describe the God Emperor too much. powerful.

Because for most people, an enemy that is too powerful will make people feel hopeless.

"How long do we have to wait?" someone asked.

"I don't know." Villamont couldn't answer, "Maybe one day, maybe 10 days, maybe..." He smiled and said half-jokingly:

"Maybe in... the next second." But as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly found that everyone was looking at something behind him. With a heartbeat, Veramont turned around suddenly, and then saw Sigmund who didn't know when appeared behind him.

"Sorry for keeping everyone waiting." Sigmund had a peaceful smile on his face. Seeing his appearance, for some reason, everyone felt at ease.

"You..." Villamont hesitated for a moment, he felt a lot of strange breath in Sigmund, "Have you achieved your goal?"

"Almost." Sigmund nodded, "We found the weapon, our strength has improved, and Maria has regained consciousness, but I need a little time."

Although the long killing greatly enhanced Sigmund's strength, it also affected his spirit. He needed to make serious adjustments, and then meet the ultimate challenge in the fullest state.

"How sure are you?" Villamont stared into Sigmund's eyes and asked expectantly.

Sigmund didn't answer, just held out an index finger.

"10%?!" Villamont's heart sank to the bottom.

"No, only one move is needed."

"Impossible!" Villamont's voice was weird, "No one can kill him with one blow!"

"You don't understand." Sigmund smiled, "In the battle between us, it only takes one round to decide the winner, and the winner must be me."

"You should be very clear... how powerful that guy is." Villamont's expression was not relaxed. He could see that Sigmund was a little tired at this time, and he was worried that he would make a wrong judgment due to his mental state .

"Don't worry." Sigmund looked relaxed, "In this world, there is no stronger destroyer than me, because the eighth level of the hunter contract, especially the eighth level that has been enhanced after hunting countless gods , what it represents...is the limit."

"The me now is that limit."

When he said this, Sigmund's tone was calm, as if he was explaining an established fact. For some reason, even Veramont couldn't think of any refutation.

"Let's see it!" Marek suddenly said in the crowd.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they looked at Sigmund expectantly.

"Then come on." Sigmund smiled indifferently.