The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Late at night in the Xiacheng District, the Su Ruiwen River flows quietly, and a bright full moon hangs in the sky.

Clap clap clap!

One after another silhouettes swept across the beach and splashed across the water. They were wearing black trench coats and triangular hunter hats. Their faces were hidden by their raised collars, revealing only a pair of sharp pupils.

"Just in front, stop him." The man at the head whispered a few words, and soon there was the sound of fierce fighting next to the house in the distance, mixed with the roar of wild beasts.

Tom!

Under the moonlight, a woman wearing a coarse linen robe jumped high, her limbs were highly alienated, tufts of long hair grew on her bare skin, her eyes were red, her mouth was wide open, and her body was covered in blood.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, the brass bullet hit the woman's left chest, and several figures jumped out of the darkness. With the sound of fierce fighting, blood splashed, and it was quiet after a long time.

"How is it?" the leading man asked.

"It's resolved, Captain." Someone replied.

"As usual, clean up the blood and take the corpse back to burn." The leader instructed, and then glanced at the full moon hanging in the sky.

"Others come with me and go to the next place."

In the dark, the same scene played out in every corner of Abetus.

After Ornella's prophecy, a period of time has passed. Under Sigmon's serious investigation, the first bloodthirsty one appeared, then the second and the third.

These people are mainly concentrated in the lower class of Abetus, that is, the fringes of the lower city and the outskirts of the city. As the situation deteriorated, they had to block parts of the streets of Abetus at night, and the bloodthirsty people were carried out. Focus on hunting.

But even so, the situation became more and more serious, rumors spread in the city, and everyone began to speculate on the cause, and even some nobles were ready to leave Abetus.

Normally, after the spring of each year, most of the nobles would leave the seat of their family and come to Abetus. Traditionally, they would live and work in Abetus for a period of time.

This is also called the social season.

When the autumn hunting is over and before winter begins, most of the nobles will also choose to leave Abetus and return to their family location, but because of the special circumstances of this year, these nobles will leave earlier.

But at this critical moment, the departure of this group of people will become subtle, the situation, public opinion, and the bloodthirsty people who may be mixed in.

Sigmon knew very well that if it wasn't for the war in the southern seas, a series of results had resulted, allowing Teresa to lift part of the seal of the Mother of Rebirth, which in turn attracted most of the attention of the Church of Oracle.

At this time, they will face an even worse situation.

He also finally understood why, despite Dressel's strength, he still had to compromise and even had to imprison himself in Abetus.

Because Dressel knew very well that it was not difficult for the Church of Oracle to destroy Elam, but they asked for more, which gave the Kingdom of Elam a breather.

And now, the real challenge is coming, to survive this crisis, they still have a chance to discuss, otherwise they can only choose between surrender and perish.

More and more blood-thirsty people were discovered, but because Sigmon and the others were well prepared, the casualties and turmoil caused by these blood-thirsty people were not as great as imagined.

However, the negative emotions of fear, killing, and suspicion have completely painted the city with a hazy background, and this change in the environment made Sigmon start to become uneasy.

During this process, he even tried to advance to the sixth rank in a state of urgency. However, because of the swaying belief in his heart, the black knight he gathered took shape, which eventually led to the failure of the promotion.

There was no other way, so he turned the increasing chaos value into necessary items. On the one hand, he replaced some special medicines and props, and at the same time, he consumed the energy in the hourglass, updated the carriage items, and improved the strength of his partners.

Under his actions, the strength of everyone around him has been improved to a certain extent. On the contrary, he is limited by his own class, and the improvement of strength is very limited.

Elam Palace.

Sigmund stood on the top of the mountain and glanced down at the silent Abetus. Because of the night ban, the entire city lost its former vitality in just a few days, and he could only see a building in the dark. High roofs and empty streets.

On the street, the hooves of the horses are crisp, that is the policemen and demon hunters of the night watch.

"Go and rest, it will be dawn soon." A familiar voice came from behind. Sigmon turned around and saw Charlotte with a tired face.

These bloodthirsty people only appear at night. As long as the sun rises, they will forget everything that happened at night, and return to normal from the inside out. This characteristic is very similar to the description of Bogula's own people.

"Go ahead." Sigmon shook his head, "I want to wait a little longer." Recently, Charlotte has been under no less pressure than herself. Sigmon needs to solve extraordinary events, while Charlotte has to deal with It was the complaints and demands of those nobles and officials.

Extraordinary people are also human, and they also need normal rest.

Charlotte didn't speak, but stood side by side with Sigmon, looking at the whole city under the mountain. At this moment, Sigmon felt a cold on the tip of his nose, his face changed slightly, and he raised his head to look at the dark sky. .

Over the city, snowflakes slowly fell.

"It's snowing." Thinking of Ornella's prophecy~www.wuxiamtl.com~ his heart sank violently.

At the end of October, the snow came much earlier than usual every year, and at the same time it was much bigger.

He just stood there quietly for a while, and the city in the distance was covered with a little white, and at this moment, the communication device he put in his arms suddenly made an abnormal noise.

"Sigmon, the number of bloodthirsty people is increasing, and the speed is very fast. Our manpower is not enough." Malek's voice came from the microphone.

"what happened?"

"It's this snow, there's something wrong with this snow!" Malek replied.

Sigmon opened his hand, and the airflow in the entire space was affected by spiritual power, and then a snowflake converged on his palm, gradually forming a snowball the size of a fist.

He suddenly exerted force, compressing the snowball continuously, and injected spiritual power into it. Soon, a drop of clear and transparent liquid appeared on Sigmon's palm.

In this drop of liquid, Sigmon smelled an extremely weak smell of blood.

He unfolded the roster of the blood clan, and the figure of Bogula appeared out of thin air. He just glanced at him and gave a firm conclusion.

"This is blood, this is the blood of the clan."

Sigmund raised his head and looked at the expanse of white, "So it's not snow, it's blood!"

At this moment, in the dark sky, a huge beam of light appeared out of nowhere, and then a scorching ray shot out from the beam.

The heat wave was rolling, drawing a straight line in the dark night, and then accurately hitting the giant steel puppet on the Surivan Bridge!