The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Sigmon felt cold. He opened his eyes and found himself on top of a snow-covered mountain. Everything in front of him reminded him of the experience when he first came to this world.

"What place is this?" Shaking his head, he tried to recall his previous experience, but at this moment, in the snow in the distance, the crisp sound of horses' hooves sounded, and a carriage passed quickly in front of him. Squinting his eyes, he tried hard to see the figure of the driver and the face hurriedly glanced through the window.

"Just do as you say." He heard the people in the carriage say this, and the lanterns at the front of the car shook, illuminating a name engraved on the car body.

Except for the letter L at the beginning, even the letters after it are very clear.

"Rocar?"

Sigmon imprinted this unfamiliar name in his mind, and in a trance, he seemed to see the figure of the driver and glanced in his direction, and their eyes crossed, "He will know how to do it, because I Whatever they can think of, they can also think of it.”

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from his ear, and the next moment the world was spinning, Sigmon heard a gentle call, opened his eyes, and saw Ashley with a concerned face.

"He's awake!" Ashley shouted excitedly, and soon a group of people gathered around Sigmon, but seeing the happy and beautiful faces, Sigmon swallowed and closed it again. eyes.

Because in addition to Ashley, he also saw Rebecca, Juana, Princess Charlotte, and Montana who was standing outside.

"I and most of the people here are innocent." Deep in his heart, Sigmund could only comfort himself, "I hope they didn't talk about anything related to me."

But this emotion only existed for a short moment, and soon he opened his eyes again and got up from the bed, "What time is it now?"

"In the afternoon, I just reported the teacher's death." Charlotte replied, "The whole city is in grief, and Mr. Appleard has sent someone to repair the Surivan Bridge."

"What about Ferdinand and Hugo, did they send someone to attack Abetus?"

"No, Mr. Appleard said that it would be more risky to announce the teacher's death, but it should be able to confuse them in a short time, but according to his speculation, we can't last long."

"If...if another eighth order comes next time, I'm afraid Abetus will fall." When talking about this question, Charlotte's face was not sad, only determined.

Sigmon clenched his fists tightly, Dressel's Eye of Secret Pattern was embedded in his flesh and blood, and his lost left arm regrew after treatment, but the new left arm was Biamidha. Pulling the arm is much weaker, which made him a little not used to it for a while.

If there is another Tier 8 coming, no matter how much unwillingness in his heart, Sigmon can only use the eye of the secret pattern left by Dressel, but even so, the result will only be known after playing.

Buzzing!

There was a deafening roar from outside the house. Sigmon walked to the outside balcony, stood at a high point inside the palace and looked into the distance. The sound came from the direction of the Su Ruiwen River.

Under the drowsy sky, the huge steel giant puppet picked up the broken bridge body from the river, and there were many busy figures on both sides of the river.

Ordinary dolls have limited ability to perform this kind of maintenance work, but in the construction process of Abetus, they encountered many similar situations, some mechanical dolls used for building maintenance can pass the rune Make combinations.

A few people joined forces to form a larger puppet, and with the blessing of extraordinary power, they actually did many things that seemed unimaginable in Sigmund's eyes.

"Mr. Appleyard has sent someone to build a temporary bridge over the river. As for the damaged bridge, it will take at least three days before it can be put into use again." Charlotte explained from the side.

"This speed is already terrifying."

"By the way, there is one more thing." Charlotte thought for a while, "After the news of the teacher's death was passed on, the morale of the whole city was low. In order to gather people's hearts, Mr. Appleard suggested that I take over the inheritance after 7 days. of scepter and crown, and officially ascended the throne as Queen of Elam."

"This is what it should be." Sigmon nodded, and he glanced at Charlotte sideways. Although on the surface, it seemed that everything was recovering in an orderly manner, but no one mentioned that the lack of top combat power was Elan The biggest crisis right now.

The Eye of the Secret Mark in Sigmon's hand is helpless. If things really come to that point, Abetus and Elan may not be far away from perishing.

For Sigmon, there are currently two solutions to this crisis.

The first is to find the real way for the church to change Avetus, completely solve the blood epidemic, reverse Abetus' environment, and make it impossible for the eighth order to come here.

The second is to find a new top-level combat power. Even if you can't directly kill the opponent's eighth-tier opponent, you can at least counter it.

The first method can solve the crisis of Abetus once and for all, but it may not work in a short period of time, and the second method can compete with the combat power of the eighth order. In this world, it seems that only Dressel has done it. .

Standing in front of the window~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Sigmon's eyes gradually lost focus, and he suddenly remembered the special meeting he had with Teresa when he left the Liam City Memorial Plaza.

"Prepare for the enthronement ceremony in seven days. I'll go to the Duke's Mansion to take a look." After leaving a hurried sentence, Sigmon jumped out of the window and arrived at the ruins of the Duke's Mansion not long after.

A tall fence had been erected on the periphery of the ruins. When Sigmon arrived there, he saw a very moving scene.

The wide streets were blocked with water, covered with snow, and the weather had become cold, but at this time, everyone standing outside the Duke's Mansion seemed to be unable to feel the change in the weather.

There was no noise, no quarrel, everyone stood quietly on the street, staring intently at the direction of the original gate of the Duke's Mansion. From afar, more people rushed here.

"I will definitely find a way to bring you back to life." Sigmund clenched his fists, feeling the Eye of Mystery embedded in the flesh and blood, and then quietly passed through the barrier and sneaked into the Duke's Mansion.

The gears staggered, the ground sank, and he returned to the room with wooden doors inlaid with various colors. He pushed the door and entered, and a familiar decoration appeared in front of him. On the side of the window near the room, he saw a familiar back.

But at this moment, the direction curtain of the kitchen rolled, and then a faceless puppet appeared in front of Sigmon.

and many more! Doll?

Could it be that……? !

Heart beating wildly, Sigmund rushed to the dining table in one step, and saw the front of the back.