The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"If we want to solve this problem once and for all, we need to completely control this secret world and control this door." Appleard opened his hands, from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, his body was covered with metal.

With his movements, the metal on the surface of his body was peeled off bit by bit and poured into the gate. He actually planned to use his own body as the basis to recast the gate!

"You will die if you do this," Sigmund said in a deep voice.

"Dressel can give his life for this city, as one of the kingdom's twin pillars, of course I can." Appleard's eyes did not hesitate, "I have lived long enough, and finally for this It is worthwhile for the city to make some contribution."

"You can't die yet." Sigmund stretched out his right hand and pressed Appleard's shoulder, "If you die, we don't even have a Tier 7. This city needs you to complete the reconstruction work after the disaster. Alan is not strong because of hunters like me and my teacher."

"It's the many creators who hide behind the scenes and work silently. You have changed this city and this country. If you give us enough time, you can even change the world!"

"We're not as important as you said." Appleyard shook his head, "The disaster is just around the corner, and I have to do it."

"No!" Sigmund's right hand exerted strength, "I have a better solution, after all, you are only a seventh-order, use your body as a material to repair this door, facing those things behind the door, this door can't hold up For too long, we need to build a stronger door to solve this problem completely."

"On one side is a door made of bones of ancient gods!"

And just as Sigmon spoke, the void behind him cracked open again, and a terrifying attraction came from the gap, and Amidala struggled to be pulled into it bit by bit.

【Ancient God Comes】

This power does not come from Sigmon himself. The blood of the ancient **** in Amidala's arm bone activated the last strength of the arm, and now this power is about to be exhausted, and the summoned ancient **** will return to himself. world.

After this summoning is over, the potential of the arm bones will be completely exhausted, and the only thing that remains is the original sturdiness.

"Then this should be the best material." Sigmon said as he walked past Appleard, then raised his left arm and opened his palm.

The bones of his left arm were twisted and deformed, and the next moment Sigmund felt as if he was in a long corridor, which seemed to be the secret at the top of the Cathedral of Glory.

What appeared in front of him was an empty door.

That is the place guarded by the gatekeeper, and it is also the real place of the Red Gate.

There was a roar in his throat, Sigmon insisted with a painful face, more and more bones poured into the gap in the red door, his arms became thinner and thinner, until Amidala's arm bones Completely leave his body and evenly fill the entire door!

"Mr. Appleard, I did it, it's up to you next." Sigmon turned around and smiled with a pale face. Behind him was a pale bone door.

"Don't worry!" Appleard nodded vigorously, "I have found a way to transform this secret world. You have solved the most critical problem, and the rest will be left to us."

At this moment, along with the heavy footsteps and the sound of the steel gear turning, in the secret world, a scarred steel giant puppet slowly appeared.

The body of the giant steel puppet was full of destructive scars, the top of the head was sunken, and a deep pit was punched in the cheek. It was the steel puppet that represented Dressel's identity that was attacked by Eltan not long ago.

"Dressel is an amazing guy, and I hope he can stay with us and this city forever." Under Appleard's control, the huge iron doll knelt before the red door, and then his body The surface glowed a harsh red light.

The rune carved on the surface of the steel exerts its power, the shape of the doll changes, a part of the steel melts, and finally the entire red door is covered, forming a special statue.

It was the high-spirited Dressel who was sculpted, with a smile on his face and his eyes looking out into the distance of Abetus.

At this time, Newcomen and others also came to Appleyard. The forces gathered, and the statue in front of everyone became flickering and darkening, and finally formed an independent space.

"There are three levels of space where the Glory Cathedral is located, reality, the shallow secret world, and the deep secret world. The shallow secret world is connected to the outside world, but we all forget that the reality that originally belonged to the Glory Cathedral, Where is that place connected to?" Appleard explained with a weary face.

The space doesn't disappear, it's just hidden, like I'm doing now. We'll see an identical statue in the real world, but no one will be able to enter this separate space without permission from you and me.

"This place has been completely isolated." Appleard was talking, and when he raised his head, he realized that Sigmund, who was standing in front of him, had fallen asleep with his eyes open. There was a battle, but the pressure on Sigmon was enormous, because he was facing an ancient **** from another era, and that kind of spiritual oppression almost defeated his will that he had just entered the sixth order. Coupled with the spirit consumed by manipulating Amidala, at this time, the spirit relaxed a little and completely fainted.

"Sigmon!" Charlotte, Malek and the others rushed forward.

"Let him rest." Appleard raised his head, the world in the secret world was dark, which indicated that the outside Abetus was also gloomy, the immediate crisis was resolved, but there are more behind A bigger problem awaits them.

The bridge above the Su Ruiwen River broke, and an entire block in the upper city was pulled into the crack by the ground fissure, and other nearby blocks were also affected to varying degrees.

The rescue and pension after the disaster, the explanation to the people, the thirst that is still spreading in the city, the escaped Ferdinand and Hugo, the possible attack in the near future.

A heavy burden rests on everyone.

But more unacceptable than all of this is the departure of Dressel. People have become accustomed to this city, and the country runs under his protection, even if it is a politician with a scheming and a treacherous noble businessman. , but all acknowledged that Dressel has contributed to this country.

It is unimaginable to what extent Ellen's morale will decline after learning this news.

"Darkness is coming, but we have lost our lamp holder." Appleard sighed, and a trace of sadness emerged in his heart.