The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Abetus.

"Is Sigmon not going to come back yet?" Charlotte asked worriedly in the palace. Although the news that came a few days ago was encouraging, she was still somewhat worried when Sigmon was alone.

"His Majesty the King of Dore seems to be frightened. According to the news from the front, many shipyards and arsenals in Dore have encountered fires of unknown causes, causing many shipyards across the country to be destroyed. Destroyed, judging from the current situation, even if the Oracle Church directly put the king on the stake, the entire country would not be able to assemble a full fleet."

"In order to protect himself, this old guy really tried his best." Malek mocked. "He was afraid of Sigmund, and he didn't want to offend the Church of Oracle, but he really came up with a solution to get the best of both worlds."

"The northern continent is not particularly important. If Sigmund can solve the high-level superhuman in Baghtia, then the war in the north will be over early, and the next is the main battlefield in the west." Appleard continued. .

"If it was a week ago, I might have expressed concern about the upcoming head-on war, but now...with Ms. Teresa's participation, almost every day, we can launch new research results, and give more In a little time, we have the confidence to conquer the entire Western Continent!" Appleard was in high spirits.

"Next, we'll see how long Sigmon can buy us." He spread out the map, found the northern continent, and swiped his finger across the map.

Baghtia.

Consisting primarily of rolling mountains rising from the frozen plains, long journeys require a arduous trek through areas teeming with ferocious brown bears and beasts adapted to the weather.

The buildings in Baghtia are rough. Although both here and Dore are in a relatively cold area, there is a huge gap between humanistic buildings. 50 years ago, this area was considered a real wild land.

Ancestral Mountains.

After crossing the barrier in front of him, Sigmon pushed into the hinterland of Baghtia. Baghtia was sparsely populated, and scattered cities were scattered across the vast land. important cities.

Just a day ago, he manipulated the dragon-hunting armor and defeated a force composed entirely of superhumans. After crossing the mountain, he came to the center of the Church of Oracle in the northern continent, the Cathedral of Anthem. .

The north wind blew through the mountains and brought the snow to the earth, and Sigmon walked alone, arriving at the Cathedral of Anthem at dusk, where a group of people had already been prepared.

To Sigmon's surprise, he saw a familiar face in the crowd.

Ferdinand.

"I didn't expect you to be alive." Sigmund glanced at Ferdinand, "If that's the case, then I'll kill you again."

Ferdinand's body was much taller than before, and he was covered in a wide white robe under his neck. Seeing Sigmon appear, a trace of unforgettable hatred flashed in Ferdinand's eyes.

"I'm still alive...hiss, just to tear you apart with my own hands!" Ferdinand roared, the body under the white robe swelled, tearing the thin fabric to shreds, revealing a twisted torso coiled like tree roots .

"You don't know what I've been through at all!" Ferdinand's body squeezed, his head sunk down, becoming a small part of the huge body, beside him, the other two seventh-order stood out at the same time .

"Three is not enough." Sigmon took a half step back and merged with the dragon hunting armor and the black knight.

The three forces superimposed, he clenched the big axe in his hand, and the pitch-black flame jumped, directly pushing the strength of his body to the limit.

"You have entered the seventh order?!" Ferdinand's voice was full of surprise, but then, above his head, three beams of light penetrated the sky and the earth, and then the figures of everyone disappeared in place.

The scene changed, the snow-capped mountains disappeared, Sigmon noticed the permeating poisonous gas, and then he saw a familiar figure.

"I'm Gregory, in this isolated secret world, no one can save you." The ferocious figure clenched his fists, "I will use the most savage way to tear you apart piece by piece!"

"It turns out that the three of Ferdinand are just bait." Sigmund looked around, as if looking for a way out.

"It's too late for you to know." Gregory sneered, "It's terrifying, it seems that you haven't entered the seventh rank. If you are promoted, you will become the second Dressel, and even stronger!"

"This is my hometown, and now it will be your grave."

"I thought I would send two Tier 8s." Sigmon looked relaxed.

"Kill you, one of me is enough!" Gregory seemed to be integrated with the entire space. In this space, his power was much stronger than when he was in Abetus.

If it is Sigmon before promotion, facing Gregory in a complete state, he can only hold on for a few rounds at most. Even now, his strength has been greatly improved, all Sigmon can do is to insist on himself. Longer, die more decently.

But in the face of the full-blown Gregory, Sigmund just snapped his fingers gently.

The next moment, the crisp horse's hooves broke through the void, and a dark carriage appeared out of nowhere, the door opened, Maria straightened the triangular hunter hat on top of her head, bounced her body into the air, and took the initiative to meet Gregory.

"Meet again." Maria's voice was cold, she raised her arms, and the blood-red knife light instantly filled the entire space.

"It's impossible! This is my world!" Gregory roared, staring.

Sigmund didn't answer Gregory's question. He quickly jumped on the carriage and pulled the reins, "I'll deal with those three outside." Then he raised his whip, and the nightmare carriage disappeared into Gregory's world.

After crossing the void, Sigmon had returned to the real world when he reappeared. Seeing his figure, Ferdinand and others were obviously stunned for a moment.

"you……"

One of the seventh-order only had time to spit out a word, and Sigmon patted the rest back.

"kill him!"

Ferdinand gave an order, endured unimaginable pain, and fused the power of the old era~www.readwn.com~ At this time, Ferdinand had faintly broken through the limit of the seventh order, and assisted him in attacking The two seventh-orders can also be compared to the former Hugo.

It can be said that Sigmon is facing the Oracle Church at this time, the strongest combat power that can be used below the eighth rank, but in the face of such a tyrannical combination of strength, he has not flinched.

"To be honest, I can now feel the feelings of some teachers."

Snapped!

Sigmon unleashed all the power accumulated in the body of the superior, and leveraged the animal nature accumulated in the body.

"This kind of power..." Ferdinand's twisted head widened his eyes, he suddenly remembered the period when he was suppressed by Dressel, and now, someone with the same power has appeared again.

This battle is destined to be remembered.

Because after this day, a new name will replace Dressel and become synonymous with invincibility below the eighth order.