The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Before Marek began to formally explain the precautions for partial sclerosis, Sigmund fled.

It wasn't that he wasn't interested in similar experiences, but that the way Marek gave an example completely pointed to another battlefield.

"We can only meet again next time when we come back."

Gildor has reached the end of the second rank, and has already started to prepare for promotion to the third rank.

The special strengthening direction is one aspect, and more importantly, the materials needed to make Melo weapons. He left this time because he got relevant clues.

And Sigmund came to the next reading room.

Many book covers here are entangled with fine iron chains, and Sigmund needs to use his own contract badge to undo the corresponding shackles.

He didn't leave the reading room for the next whole day, cramming a lot of supernatural information, and didn't leave here in a carriage until night fell.

Clang clang clang.

The bell tower in the distance was struck, and the whole city became quiet again.

At the same time, in a room filled with the smell of mechanical gears and engine oil, a figure flipped open the scroll in his hand by the afterglow of the moonlight.

"Dear Mr. Shu, I have completed all the plans according to your instructions. As you expected, the things in the White Seagull Manor did not attract the attention of the local transcendent."

"Through this incident, we have successfully tested Liam City's attention attitude and response speed to extraordinary events. If the incident is controlled under this intensity, it will not attract the attention of higher-level extraordinary people."

"Your wisdom is like a starry sky. Even ordinary people, under proper guidance, strong desires can change their state. Their extraordinary guidance is very successful."

"What's more valuable is that, driven by the desire for revenge, once they fulfill their wish, the suppressed evil thoughts will completely erupt, turning an extraordinary person into a beast."

"Thus completing self-destruction."

"There is another thing I would like to draw your attention to. My dolls have discovered a secret hidden by the Oracle Church. The third-order knight of the Law of the Church, Bennett Miller, was not long ago caused by the high chaos value. Had a nervous breakdown."

"He turned into a wild beast in the city hall, and was killed on the spot by the third-tier demon hunter Marek. I don't know the specific process, but after this incident, a great change occurred in the structure of the extraordinary forces in Liam City. Variety."

The Oracle Church temporarily lost control of the city, and now the demon hunters have gained part of the control of the city.

However, since the vast majority of demon hunters are on missions outside, the extraordinary power in the city is temporarily empty.

Please excuse my presumptuousness.

I think no matter what you plan to do, now is the best time to do it.

Finally, I implore you, please provide me with another guide potion, my condition is not very good, and continuing may affect your next plan.

In the room, there was only the staggered friction sound of gears rotating, and all other sounds were completely covered up. On the wall, a little boy in a dirty coat was crawling quickly.

He stopped from time to time, turning his head to observe the figure lying on the table.

Putting the pen back into the ink bottle, he scanned the writing on the scroll carefully. After hesitating again and again, the figure picked up the pen and wrote the last line on the scroll.

"Dear sir, and that thing, you promised me, that thing..."

After finishing all this, he closed the scroll again, then bent down and took out a strangely shaped candlestick from under the workbench.

Dark red candles in black candlesticks.

The shape of the candle looks like a figure melted by fire.

He lit a candle, and the red light illuminated half of the room. When the fire went out, there seemed to be strange shadows sliding across the room during the burning.

Recite a few words in a low voice, and light the scroll with a candle.

In the next second, a skeleton-like palm suddenly stretched out in the flames.

Boom!

The flame instantly wrapped the scroll.

It was burned to a mass of ashes in the blink of an eye.

After waiting quietly for a while, the ashes scattered on the table moved by themselves, and it didn't take long to form lines of words made of paper ash.

You did very well.

Go to Gwen Town, find the Lost Beach, find the relic of the First Empire, bring it to me.

As for guiding potions...

You don't need any more.

After all this is done, I will give you the freedom you want, and help you complete the final evolution.

"To Gwentown?"

The figure recited a few words in a low voice, and the next moment Ashes' handwriting was rearranged to form a simple map.

Silently writing down, the figure waved his hand, and the ashes recombined and finally formed a giant tree with strange growth.

The branches of the branches extend upwards.

It felt like embracing the entire starry sky.

…………

In the early morning of May 2nd, Sigmund completely got rid of the influence of the potion, but the whole day's torment made his footsteps weak and his face pale, like a protracted bed warrior.

But this is only on the surface, in fact, under his seemingly thin body, there is a beast-like power hidden.

If the current Sigmund and Luda fight, even if the opponent has the ability to harden, Sigmund believes that he can suppress the opponent without the power to fight back.

The strength has increased, but Sigmund still took Ashley on this trip, not because he wanted to have a romantic trip for two with the female assassin.

but because...

"You woke up, when?"

"It was like this after Ho Rebecca came back that day, after sleeping and waking up." Ashley concealed the excitement of carnival beer.

"What have you been through?"

"Hmm... Needless to say the specific details, how many days did it last, and how many times did you die?"

Sigmund was a little curious, especially about Ashley's special ability awakened after enlightenment.

"I met Jack, in London, in the tunnel of the tube station, and he killed me once, and I won the second time."

"As for how long, I have no memory. Anyway, I woke up after killing him."

All right……

Ashley really deserves to be an elite assassin.

But then again, how should someone like her measure talent?

Unlike the enlightenment of ordinary people, Ashley now has actually gone far beyond the limit of normal female training. To be honest, Sigmund is really curious about Ashley's performance after being promoted to Extraordinary.

Is it crazy to improve all the way, or to accumulate combat power far beyond the same level again?

It was for this reason that Sigmund decided to take the female assassin with him on this trip, and he was somewhat experienced.

If you want to go to Gwen Town, you need to take a carriage first. Sigmund originally planned to rent one alone, but when he was waiting on the side of the road, a carriage with a simple style stopped slowly in front of him.

"Mr. Skind, long time no see."

When the curtain was lifted, Sigmund was slightly taken aback by the face in the window.

"Dr. Ryan O'Reilly?!"

Sigmund turned his head and noticed the suitcase carried behind the carriage.

"Are you going away?" He asked kindly.

"Go on vacation, go to Girvan Town for vacation."

"And you, Mr. Skind?"