The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Marek just said it casually, and no one expected that Sigmund would really agree. As for Villamont, he felt that it was completely unnecessary, because he could see the radical changes in Sigmund during this meeting.

"Where are we going to show it?" Marek immediately became interested, and others were also a little curious. Everyone at the seventh level can understand it, but the promotion after that is completely beyond their imagination.

The recent practice experience has made everyone understand that under normal circumstances, the possibility of entering the seventh level by virtue of their own strength is very low. Even within the Oracle Church, some special methods are used.

Just like the current Marek, with the help of Sigmund's power and the dragon hunting armor, he can be regarded as the best of the seventh order at this time, even if he faces some weaker ancient gods. , You can also play back and forth.

In addition, Ashley is the one whose strength has improved the fastest among everyone except him.

After all, she obtained the Tomb King's Eye of the Secret Rune, which is almost equivalent to inheriting the entire power of this ancient god who has survived for several ages. Now Ashley has entered the seventh level, and as time goes by, when she is fully Integrating the power of the Eye of the Secret Rune, she is the most promising to enter the eighth level among all the people.

For the rest, Appleyard, his potential has been exhausted, and it is almost impossible to go further without a particularly big breakthrough and insight.

But Sigmund also discovered the great difference between the creation contract and the hunter contract. From his own situation, even if the number of practitioners doubles, the number of hunter contractors who can enter the high level must be very rare. Seven The first-order may be able to work hard, but the eighth-order and later stages.

Most likely... unique.

There is no reason, this is what Sigmund suddenly felt when he entered the eighth level, it was a restriction from this world.

But the creators of the contract are completely different. Their promotion does not depend on fighting and killing, but on the perception of ideas. The more people join, the richer the basic knowledge will be, and the more frequent the collisions between different technologies will be. This is a Constantly introduce new extraordinary professions.

"How about going to the world in the painting?" Someone suggested, "We have a lot of inconvenient combat experiments, and they are all carried out there."

"No." Sigmund shook his head, "I can't use my hands and feet there." He was telling the truth. If he broke out with all his strength now, he could definitely tear the world in the painting apart easily.

"I have a better place." Sigmund smiled with a mysterious expression on his face, "I will also help everyone improve their strength."

"Where?" Everyone looked curious.

"Everyone come with me." Without much explanation, Sigmund led everyone to the ruins of the Glorious Cathedral. The buildings there had long been demolished and replaced by a square commemorating Dressel. In the center, at the core, stands a bronze statue.

The arrival of the crowd did not alarm anyone. Sigmund signaled Apleiad to secretly open the entrance to the secret world. With a flash of light, a large block similar to Abetus appeared in front of everyone. At the end of their sight, It is a blocked door.

"Are you going to that place?" Appleyard looked surprised, he knew exactly what was sealed in the world behind the door.

"That's right." Sigmund nodded.

Regarding the world behind the door, he had only chatted with a few people, but he hadn't communicated in depth about the details, so everyone only knew that a group of primitive ancient gods were sealed in the world behind the door.

"It's time to solve this hidden danger." Sigmund said with emotion. After he left the death cycle space, he came to the depths of the world behind the door, and then learned part of the truth of the world through that gap.

The ruler of that world occupied the body of the Radiant Pope. Half coercing and half tempting, he reached a certain agreement with Sigmund. At that time, Sigmund had just entered the seventh level, and the main pressure came from the Oracle Church. .

He doesn't want to make another enemy at this critical moment. After all, the other party's world is hidden in Abetus, which is too dangerous for Sigmund, so for the sake of peace, even if he knows that the other party wants something else, he can only I can agree to it temporarily.

Later, he entered the Church of God, entered Nosferatu, and then continued to improve his strength, search for weapons, and save Maria. Only now did he have time to deal with the huge crisis hidden in Abetus.

"What do you want to do? Kill them all?" Villamont asked, "Although they are primitive, they were once the darlings of an era after all. In addition, there are too many people on the opposite side. If we really fight, I am very worried about the impact on the outside world." Influence……"

"Don't worry, I won't kill them all, because there are other uses for keeping them." Sigmund smiled, "As for the battle, it will only break out when one party's demands cannot be obtained at all. What matters is the strength gap between the two sides." He glanced at Villamont.

"And what I want to do is to make them feel desperate in terms of strength!"

"Come together." Sigmund walked to the door, "This is the best trial ground to test your own strength." He reached out and pressed on the illusory door, and then the dazzling light engulfed everyone's bodies.

At the same time, in a gap in the sealed world behind the door, countless forces entangled, forming a beating egg.

The meat egg is covered with thick blood vessels, and these blood vessels extend to the depths of the gap, where the original low growl echoes, and suddenly, the suspended meat egg expands rapidly, and shrinks sharply when it expands to a height of seven or eight meters.

Stab it!

A sharp palm tore apart the egg, and then a figure over three meters tall squeezed out from it. That man had a similar appearance to the Radiant Pope, but his overall temperament was completely different.

More evil, more primitive, more savage.

"Finally succeeded. This is our first step to go out. Next... I will complete the transformation of all the clansmen. At that time, we can change our form and go to the outside world to have a look."

"My lord..." The weird words echoed in the darkness, "When do you plan to break the seal and launch an attack on the outside city?"

"Don't worry, when that young human being has nowhere to go, he will take the initiative to come to me. At that time, no matter what request he asks, he will agree to us."

The leader of the ancient gods shook off the sticky blood stained on his body, his face changed into that of the Pope Guanghui when he was young, his body trembled slightly, and his whole body was covered by tiny scales.

As for clothes?

There was no such concept in the era when they were active, and naturally it will not exist now.

At this moment, there was a vibration from the gap above the head, and after a while, a strange voice reported: "Great leader, the young man you mentioned is here."

"Oh? It seems that he should have encountered some troubles. Let's go and meet him."

"My lord, he is not alone, there are many people accompanying him, but the strange thing is...the vast majority of them are weak bugs."

A trace of doubt flashed across the leader's face, he parted the darkness in front of him, and a light curtain appeared in front of him, showing Sigmund and others inside.

But at this moment, Sigmund in the picture suddenly turned his head, "As the host, shouldn't you personally welcome the guests?"