The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Sigmund raised his hand, and the nightmare carriage turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared into his body. After Rocard disappeared, the nightmare carriage completely became a part of his power. Now the carriage is only the carrier, and he is the one who controls the nightmare the ruler.

He stepped forward, stepping on the snow with the soles of his feet, making a creaking sound, similar to when he first came to this world, the snow-filled cliffs, every corner here, he is very familiar, and he can even clearly point out himself Where and how did he die.

The road up the mountain was rugged, but it was nothing to Sigmund now. It didn't take long for him to return to the former wooden house, push the door open, and the firewood crackled in the room. Everything in front of him There is no difference from when he left.

"It turns out that this place is the dreamland left behind after Rocard's death." Sigmund left the cabin with emotion, and then he opened his hands and activated the power in his body.

The next moment the world was turned upside down, and the whole world was turned upside down before his eyes.

The blizzard and snow had all disappeared, the flipped world was reassembled, and a brand new scene appeared in front of his eyes.

Rocard's dream is divided into two sides, he is on one side of the dream, while the invisible man is hidden on the other side, both of them are in the same dream, but they don't know anything about it.

Sigmund raised his head, and he saw a crystal palace floating in the sky. The whole palace seemed to be pieced together by mirrors. connect.

"I'm here to find you."

Sigmund said softly, but the loud voice spread throughout the dream space. The next moment the palace trembled, and clear cracks even appeared on the smooth walls.

Accompanied by a nonchalant voice, Sigmund took a step forward and slapped the palm of his right hand in the air.

hum!

As if a mountain had hit the surface of the palace, accompanied by piercing roars, the palace floating in the sky was torn apart under Sigmund's random swing. In the ruins of the explosion, something seemed to jump out of it.

Fragments of the palace are everywhere in the sky, and in those reflections, a figure that connects reality and reality is reflected.

invisible ones.

"It's you? How did you find this place?" The voice of the Hidden One was full of surprise. He had felt the power of Sigmund through the God Emperor's avatar. In terms of destructiveness alone, even his body was not damaged. A way to unleash that kind of power.

"Wait!" The invisible man opened his hands, "I am willing to tell you everything, we can work together to overcome the immediate crisis." The invisible man said anxiously.

"It's not necessary." Sigmund shook his head, clenched his right hand into a fist, and smashed it again.

boom!

The already shattered palace was completely blasted into powder this time. In the dust all over the sky, the voice of the invisible man came over, "You can't kill me. If it weren't for your obstruction, my plan would have succeeded gone."

"I won't let you destroy the world."

"It's beyond your control!" The Hidden One sneered, "After so many years, you don't think I only did this little thing, do you?"

"I admit that I am indeed not your opponent, but you can't kill me completely. Besides the avatar of the Church God Emperor, I have made similar preparations in other worlds."

"Other worlds?" Sigmund had a bad feeling in his heart.

"That's right, the world we live in is a dream of an unknown existence, and this world is not the only one. Countless multiple worlds have merged to form a complete dream. In some of these worlds, you seem to have been there before. Pass." The Hidden One condensed a body out of the dust from the shattered palace.

"If I remember correctly, the woman next to you is from a world I once visited."

Maria!

Sigmund's heart skipped a beat, "What did you do in that world?"

"Destruction, of course, is an orderly destruction!" Wuxingzhe laughed, "Not only that world, but also many, many other worlds."

"As I said, for so many years, I have done more than this. The Oracle Church is just one of my many plans." He looked at Sigmund.

"So you can't kill me, and you can't stop me, because you can destroy one of my plans in this world, but what about other worlds? You have nothing to do."

"But I must admit that your destructive power will indeed bring terrible obstacles to my plan, so I am willing to invite you to join me and let us survive the catastrophe together."

Sigmund didn't speak. He thought of the game worlds in his mind, the world of the blood curse, the world of dark souls, and even the London where Ashley was, hidden a conspiracy to destroy the world.

It would be terrible if all this was the work of the invisible.

"Did you know? All the multiple worlds have some hidden connections with each other. This world is very important, and other worlds are equally important. I only need to destroy a few of these important worlds, and then a chain reaction can be triggered..."

"So there is still time for you to join me." Seeing that Sigmund was shocked by his own news, the Hidden One showed a satisfied smile, "Think about it."

"No need." Sigmund directly refused.

"What?"

"I think you made a mistake." He raised his hand, and the scattered powder solidified in the air, and Sigmund took a step towards the No Walker.

"I have the ability to kill you."

"It's impossible." The Hidden One sneered, "My ability comes from..."

But before he finished speaking, the condensed body of the invisible man shook wildly. He saw Sigmund stretch out his index finger and gently press it on his forehead.

"In my world, there are only people, no gods..."

"So no matter what your power is, it's meaningless."

Accompanied by Sigmund's calm voice, the invisible man felt that an innate power in his body was rapidly collapsing, and there seemed to be an irresistible will to deprive him of everything domineeringly!

"What did you do? What did you do to me?!" The invisible man struggled frantically and roared, but all his resistance was meaningless.

"This is my power, the power of an atheist."

The dust in the sky disappeared, and a real figure appeared in front of Sigmund. He withdrew his right hand and deprived the invisible man of all the power.

"From now on, you are an ordinary person. From spirit to body, there is no trace of extraordinary attributes." Sigmund looked at the invisible one indifferently.

"Then now..."

"How do you want to die?"