The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Bogula opened his hands, he was so tall that he had to squat down in the narrow wooden house, scarlet energy overflowed from his fingertips, and then enveloped the girl lying on the wooden bed.

As time passed, the girl's breathing gradually became steady, and every time she exhaled, she could bring out a little bit of red powdery particles.

These particles converged and eventually condensed a drop of blood in mid-air.

"It's very pure, the concentration is higher, the quantity is more, and it's better than the potion that Bernard used." Bogula said.

"This blood has undergone special treatment. Fortunately, we arrived in time. If I see her tomorrow morning, even I can't extract this drop of blood from this girl's body."

Just as the two of them were talking, the blood beads floating in the air turned dim at an extremely fast speed, and it seemed that the energy contained in them was greatly declining.

"what happened?"

"I don't know, this blood is rapidly losing its activity." Bogula also looked strange, and after waiting for a while, the water vapor in the blood beads disappeared, and there was a tendency to coagulate.

At this moment, a mouse crawled across the corner of the room. Sigmon grabbed it casually, and the mouse lost consciousness. Immediately after, two globs of blood ejected and merged with the blood beads floating in the air.

Poof!

The blood beads that had dried up suddenly swelled, greedily sucking the rat's blood as if they had life, and then returned to normal within a few breaths.

No, it has become more crystal clear.

"This thing has its own consciousness?!" Sigmund frowned.

"Impossible. Although the purity is not bad, the energy contained in it is not much, and there is no way to carry any simple will." Bogula shook his head, "It's like what I extracted from the doctor's body just now. There was only a drop of blood, but it contained most of his energy."

"Because of this, that drop of blood can hide part of his memory. If I destroyed that drop of blood just now, the doctor would suffer irreparable damage."

"What if you strip away the complex emotions and leave only the purest one?" Sigmund said suddenly.

"What?" Bogula looked puzzled.

"I mean don't think about emotional sustenance, but inject some kind of purest desire into it, such as the desire for blood, the desire to eat, and the most primitive impulse of living things."

"This..." Bogula hesitated for a moment.

"Can it be done?" Sigmund asked again.

"It's theoretically possible, but what's the point of doing it?" Borgula replied.

"Of course it makes sense." Sigmund sighed and stood up, "This city can be turned into purgatory overnight."

"Let's go, let's go and have a look elsewhere." The figures of the two disappeared in the room, and in the ensuing investigation, Sigmund discovered another very shocking thing.

According to Bogula, after this kind of blood enters the body of ordinary people, it first absorbs a part of the energy, strengthens itself, and then feeds back to the host, making it extremely healthy within a certain period of time.

Then it will enter a long incubation period.

During this time period, the person who was mixed with blood could not see any abnormality at all, and as for the length of the incubation period and the specific reaction after the outbreak, Bogula had no way to guess.

The time is soon approaching midnight.

At the end of September, Abetus had begun to feel a little chilly. Sigmon changed back to his normal attire, and after returning to the nightmare carriage, he got into the carriage as soon as possible, and then his consciousness sank. People send out dream invitations.

After waiting too long, Charlotte and the others appeared one after another in the dream constructed by Sigmund.

Everyone was sitting around a long table. As soon as they were seated, Charlotte took the initiative to say, "This evening, I investigated the goods I collected, and I haven't found anything so far." She was somewhat disappointed.

"What about those commodities that were popular before?" Ruben asked.

"It's still collecting. It's strange. The difficulty of collecting is much greater than I thought. It seems that everyone has used up those things at the same time, which makes it a lot more difficult for me to collect." Charlotte finished speaking. Glancing at Ruben.

"Where are you?"

"The investigation has just started. It's been too long, and many clues have been broken. The process of the investigation is much slower than we thought." Ruben is a sage in the starry sky and has a natural advantage in moving quickly.

Before they set off, they all had hope for this operation, but they didn't expect that only a day had passed, but they all fell into sand.

"I will continue to investigate here, Charlotte, don't be discouraged, maybe the truth is hidden in those details that we haven't discovered." Ruben recalled the poem he got during the day and couldn't help but encouraged.

After all, it has just passed a day, even if the matter is urgent, but in terms of investigation, the level of combat power will not have a substantial impact, but disappointment is inevitable.

Tuk Tuk.

At this time, Sigmund tapped the table lightly, attracting everyone's attention.

"I've made a lot of progress here." As he spoke, he simulated in the dream, and soon, three light brown pills appeared among the three of them.

"What is this?" Alec and the three looked puzzled.

"It's like this..." Immediately afterwards, Sigmon carefully recounted what he had investigated during the day.

Listening to his retelling, the surprise on the faces of the three of them became stronger and stronger.

Unexpectedly, less than a day has passed, and there is no progress on my side, but on Sigmon's side, I found so much key information unknowingly, it seems that it is only one step away from the truth.

While they were surprised, they also shuddered at the huge and secret plan of the Oracle Church.

"What exactly do they want to do?"

"What's more important is ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ how many people are affected by them?" Charlotte frowned.

"Wait!" At this moment, Charlotte seemed to think of something.

"What you mean is that, in addition to the treatment programs launched by the church at the bottom, there are also a large number of medical university graduates who left Abetus directly after graduation, and these people, we can't find them at all. trace, right?"

"That's right." Sigmund nodded, "The two medical universities controlled by the church have big problems."

"What about other graduates? What about other students who have studied in medical universities?" Charlotte asked suddenly.

"What do you mean?" Sigmund frowned, he believed that Thomas' ability to do things would never be too much of a omission on the list.

"I'm not doubting the accuracy of that list, but as far as I know, there is a group of people who entered the medical university without passing the entrance exam, and they didn't leave Abetus after graduation."

"Instead, it went directly to Ellen's medical department."

Hearing this, Sigmund sat up straight.

"who?"

"Those sons of nobles," Charlotte replied, "No one knows the specific information. I think the answer can only be found in those two schools."

"Also..." Her face changed slightly, and she let out a long breath.

"My brother Philip, he also studied there."