The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Saying goodbye to the past, Maria obviously cannot live on the top floor of the Star Clock Tower, so Sigmund asked Thomas to find a suitable small manor for her in Abetus. The style is retro and solemn but not luxurious, which is in line with Mary Yaping Aesthetics.

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

After leaving the clothing store, Sigmon went directly to the palace. In the parliamentary hall of the palace, everyone was discussing something. It was only now that Sigmon knew that he had been away for more than a month, which is why the entire Abetus The streets are filled with the joy of the upcoming festival.

The year 1777 is coming to an end, and this country will usher in a new beginning, because Appleard and Teresa have always kept the war outside the country, so for ordinary people, the war in the distance is still going on. , but did not completely upend their lives.

The only thing that had a profound impact on the whole country was the blood epidemic that broke out not long ago, but after a period of governance, the whole country has rarely heard of similar diseases, and the haze on people's hearts has been swept away. In addition, the New Year is approaching. , the public's mood naturally became high.

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

Ordinary people just thought it was the impact of the war, but in fact, the God Emperor's plan has been fully rolled out.

In the conference hall, everyone looked solemn.

"The flight team that went to the West to investigate the news was wiped out." Malek looked at the information in his hand, "but they brought back some news before they were destroyed."

"The kingdom of the church and the neighboring religious countries have all broken out strange diseases. There are hardly any pedestrians on the streets, and the red mist is shrouded everywhere."

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

Malek shook his head, "That's a waste of life. All pilots will be affected near the area covered by the red fog, and then they will lose contact completely."

"What if a high-level superhuman is dispatched? Tier 6 or above?"

Malek did not speak, but looked at Ruben and the others, only a few of them were more suitable.

"I don't recommend you do this." A voice came suddenly, a light spot in the room suddenly expanded, and then transformed into a starry door, and Veramont stepped into the room.

"If I'm not mistaken, the Emperor of God has already begun to invade reality. They have initially mastered the Mother of Rebirth and use her to start 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, what if we find out? We can't do anything."

"Just waiting? When? When disaster strikes?"

"That's right, this is the reality." Villamonte smiled bitterly. "If Sigmund can't come back in time, we'll have to wait here to die, because you can't imagine how powerful God Emperor is without having really experienced it."

"Everything you are doing now, the so-called investigation and arrangement, is meaningless in the face of absolute power." Villamonte 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, she And a group of creators have come up with several powerful weapons.

"It's useless. If you can't master the rules, even if you have a weapon that can instantly destroy Abetus, it's useless. What we can do now is to try to maintain the stability of the situation until Sigmon returns. Don't do it. A senseless sacrifice." Villamonte's eyes swept across the crowd.

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

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

Because for the vast majority of people, an overly powerful enemy will make people feel hopeless.

"How long are we going to wait?" someone asked.

"I don't know." Veramont 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 a place behind him. With a move in his heart, Veramont turned around abruptly, and then saw I do not know when Sigmund appeared behind him.

"Sorry for making everyone wait for a long time." Sigmon's face was filled with a peaceful smile. Seeing his appearance, for some reason, everyone felt a sense of peace of mind.

"You..." Veramont hesitated for a moment, he felt a lot of unfamiliar aura on Sigmon, "Have you achieved your purpose?"

"Almost." Sigmon nodded. "The weapon has been found, the strength has improved, and Maria has regained consciousness. It's just that I need a little time."

Although the long slaughter greatly enhanced Sigmon's strength, it also affected his spirit. He needs to adjust carefully before facing the ultimate challenge in the fullest state.

"How sure are you?" Veramont asked with some anticipation, staring at Sigmon's eyes.

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

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

"No, just one move."

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

"You don't understand." Sigmund smiled~www.readwn.com~ The battle between us only needs one round to decide the winner, and the winner will definitely be me. "

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

"Don't worry." Sigmon looked relaxed, "In this world, there is no stronger destroyer than me, because the eighth-order hunter contract, especially the enhanced eighth-order after hunting countless gods , which represents... is the limit."

"The current me is that limit."

When he said this, Sigismon's tone was calm, as if he was stating a given fact, and for some reason, even Veramont couldn't have any idea of ​​refutation.

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

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

"Come on then." Sigmund smiled indifferently.