The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

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Normally, when ordinary hunters are promoted to Tier 4, they choose to absorb the abilities of their own metric weapons to enrich their combat effectiveness.

In addition, after being promoted to Tier 4, you can also obtain suitable abilities from other extraordinary people through execution, which will greatly increase the diversity of your combat power.

On the surface, it can make the witcher adapt to more combat situations, but at the same time, this kind of large and comprehensive approach will gradually lose its own characteristics.

It is not as distinct as other extraordinary contracts, and the difference may not be seen in a short period of time, but when it reaches the 6th or even 7th level, the advantage of the Demon Hunter in the early stage is not so obvious.

But at this time Sigmund had already embarked on a different path.

Did you experience the mystery of chaos, perish in chaos, or create order in chaos?

: In the state of high chaos value, the combat power is greatly enhanced, and the perception of chaos value and a small amount of control are initially obtained.

: Ignite the chaos value of the target person to cause mental trauma, and ignite the chaos value of the target person to pollute the surrounding targets to form mental suppression.

"not bad."

Although there are only two abilities, I don't know that they will not awaken with the improvement of strength in the future, but at present, these two abilities are very powerful.

The first ability is equivalent to a resident buff for Sigmon. After all, the high chaos state has no pressure on him, but his strength can be improved by two or three percent.

This is equivalent to making him stronger than many seniors when he first entered the fourth rank, and for Sigmon, these strengths are only a small part of his total strength.

The most important thing is the arm of Amidala and the cane waiting to grow.

After inquiring in detail, Duke Dressel was also very satisfied, "Put on your clothes, and the rest is to construct the memory palace."

Sigmon nodded, which was also the biggest reason why he was anxious to enter Tier 4.

"This step should be fairly simple for you. You only need to remember one point, strengthen your beliefs and pursue the answer in your heart, and follow your feelings for the rest."

Go with the feeling, why does it sound so unreliable?

While listening to the precautions reminded by the duke, Sigmund put on his clothes again, his head was bare, and he was not used to it for a while.

It seems that for a long time to come, he will be inseparable from his hat.

To calm down, Sigmund closed his eyes, concentrated his consciousness to one point, and then spread and contracted it in his imagination, repeating this three times.

For the last time, imagine your consciousness collapsing down into…

At this time, Sigmon couldn't feel his body, and he was surrounded by bizarre whirlpools. This kind of empty feeling made him very uncomfortable.

Maybe it was a long time, maybe it was an instant, he seemed to hear the familiar sound of hooves, and the next second the nightmare carriage appeared suddenly, imagining in his heart that his body re-condensed and appeared on the carriage.

Pulling the reins, just when Sigmon thought he was about to enter the whirlpool of memories, the carriage rose into the air, and the light in front of him was torn apart.

The wheels hit the ground, rolling up a patch of dirt and turf.

Standing in front of the car, Sigmon couldn't help but widen his eyes.

His vision was drawn to a familiar building standing on the lawn.

"When did I obviously do nothing?"

His memory palace was completed at some point in time.

The red bricks and grey tiles are not the so-called palace, but the old house he is most familiar with.

The moment he saw this building, Sigmund had mixed feelings, and all the things he had experienced since he passed through came to his mind. At this moment, it seemed that the so-called extraordinary world was no longer attractive.

That familiar courtyard, ordinary relatives, stable life...

As if everything here is just a dream, the yard in front of him is the real life, and he has a feeling of being extraordinary and unworthy.

"Don't be immersed in the memories of the past." Suddenly awakened in his heart, he jumped out of the carriage and walked towards the familiar courtyard.

Every brick, tile, grass and tree completely overlapped with the yard in my memory, and even the breath in the room seemed to be someone who lived here not long ago.

Seeing the familiar group photo, he put down the frame in a guilty conscience. Every thing in the room can evoke the deepest memories of Sigmund when he touches it.

At that time he was still Zhuang Zhe.

Entering one's bedroom, a familiar device that will never appear in this era appears in front of you.

computer.

Skilled boot, mouse shaking, the desktop is the hottest game wallpaper.

Games, photo albums, videos.

Everything in the memory was sorted into categories, and at this time Sigmund finally knew the reason why his memory palace was not as huge as others.

This computer is the key to storing all his memories.

"It's really personal." Everyone's memory palace style is completely different, and different methods of storing memories are also very different.

Double-click to open a game, the familiar cutscenes, and the words Assassin's Creed Heroes are displayed on the screen.

Fingers moved, Sigmon manipulated the game characters to climb over the wall and climb the tree, obviously only a few months have passed, but these memories seem to have slept for a long, long time.

So long that he thought it belonged to someone else.

"There is no going back."

With a sigh, he turned off the computer and stood up, but this simple action took several attempts to complete.

Walking out of the door, Sigmon couldn't help but wondered who helped me build the memory palace, which contained all of Zhuang Zhe's memories.

"And what about the part that belongs to Sigmund?"

Suddenly, a line of writing flashed in my mind.

combustion…

"Is it now?"

He sighed to relax, and the next second his consciousness returned to his body. When he opened his eyes, he saw the Duke's concerned eyes.

"all the best!"

"Very good, go back to rest, just finished the promotion, you need to stabilize."

Leaving the Duke's Mansion and jumping into the carriage, Sigmon couldn't wait to rush back to Elm Street. After thinking about it, he did not enter the house, but took an iron basin and got into the carriage.

After closing the door, the scene changed drastically, and the nightmare carriage returned to its full form. He found the sheepskin, took a deep breath, and put Sigmund in the basin and set it on fire.

Orange flames devoured the sheepskin.

There was no pungent burnt smell, the flames rose, a vague symbol flashed away, and then the flames went out, leaving a cloud of fine ashes in the iron basin.

"ended?"

Bewildered, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Sigmon closed his eyes and re-entered his memory palace.

And this time, the moment he opened his eyes, he was speechless in astonishment.

Next to the Chinese-style courtyard with red bricks and gray tiles, there is a huge ancient tree. Every leaf on the tree is shining brightly. On the trunk of a tree as thick as a house, there is a wooden door. The weird symbol that Germon saw when he burned the sheepskin just now.

His palm touched the wooden door, and Sigmon, who was pulled by strange traction, saw the burning sky when he regained consciousness, and strange babble came from his ears.

In the next second, his eyes shifted, and a pair of small hands scribbled on the beach.

"Sigmon." A voice came from behind.

"Want to hear my story?"

"Or... our story."

"What do you want to say, Louis?" The small body turned his head, and under the setting sun, a tall figure came towards him.