The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"Your dream?!"

"That's right, doesn't it sound like a perfect shelter?" Rocard asked with a smile, and Sigmund nodded, "But if I, the maintainer of the dream, are deprived of my power and completely dead Woolen cloth?"

"The residual dream of a dead person will set up a natural barrier, because the people who can enter this dream have completely disappeared, so the invisible person hiding in this residual dream will never need to worry about his own safety."

"No one can hurt him in a dead man's dream."

"Intangible and intangible, but he can also be hurt and weakened, but hiding in my dream, he can be transformed into thousands of people, and do whatever he wants without any worries about the rules of the world. suppress and hurt."

"It wasn't that easy for him to succeed." Rocal smiled, "I gave him the last chance."

"After transferring the remaining power to the nightmare carriage and stripping the memory, I was found by him on purpose and killed by him, because only in this way, he will jump into the trap I prepared for him with peace of mind."

"The dream is a cage, and no one else can get in. He seems safe, but he can never get out." Rocard said finally.

"Doing this...are you buying time for your own plan?" Sigmund seemed to understand something.

"That's right."

"Although the invisible man can be transformed into thousands of people, his main body is trapped in the dream by me, and the power he can use to become stronger will be limited. Coupled with the suppression of external rules, he wants to grow and want to grow up." To gain the power to sweep the world, it takes a long time to accumulate, and this is my last chance."

"But a lot of changes happened later. I underestimated his determination and overestimated my ability. The power of the carriage was accumulated. The first player appeared. I think you should notice one thing, that is, I The ability has not been weakened in any way because of the emergence of the new world."

"Yes."

"My power comes from dreams, and the world we live in is an unknown dream, dream and reality. This is a secret I have been carefully hiding. After recovering from the second era, my power is gone. There have been too many changes because the world has changed."

"This is my strength, but also because of this, even if I tried my best, I couldn't have strong destructive power."

"So after the first player appeared, he used his own advantages to quickly establish a huge unified country, but soon, the invisible one also started his secret plan, a player exposed to the outside world, and A boss hidden in a dark corner, the result naturally needless to say..."

"The avatar of the Hidden One killed him, then occupied his body, using the power left over from the collapse of the First Empire, slowly accumulating strength, and finally formed the current Oracle Church."

"Why don't you keep all this together with the original memory?" Sigmund asked his own doubts.

"No." Roca shook his head. "You don't understand the invisible one, and you don't know his spiritual control. I separate my memory and power, and I must ensure that there is no accident in a certain link."

"If the part of me that was killed by him knows all this, then after killing me he can know all the plans and won't enter my dream, and if I keep all this in the original memory, once There is a problem in one of the links, just like the original player in the First Empire period..."

"After killing the first player, it is possible for the Hidden One to trace the source, find the nightmare carriage I hid, and then take away everything and break the cage. At that time, I will lose everything."

"There is one more thing." He glanced at Sigmund, "Don't forget, I was also Zhuang Zhe at the beginning, and I know Zhuang Zhe better than anyone else, and I know every reaction he will make. The deduction was carried out in the dream, and the final action method adopted has the highest probability of success among all the combinations."

"I prepared everything, and the rest can only be handed over to illusory luck. My luck was very bad at the beginning. The death of the first player triggered a chain of disasters, but fortunately, my luck was not bad in the end."

"Is it Louis?" Sigmund asked.

"That's right." Rocard nodded, "Louis is the most important change. His identity, status, ability, and even the timing of his appearance are just right, and then..."

"There was a player who appeared with a strategy book."

"And your final choice is the key to ending all this." He looked at Sigmund.

"If you can't enter the ninth level, you will never see the phantom I left here, because if you can't reach the apex of this world, you can't hurt the body of the invisible one, so you don't need to know all this .”

"And now, not only have you entered the ninth level, but you have also chosen humanity at the last moment, giving up your long life."

"It was only after I made a choice that I realized that different choices will result in different abilities, and the abilities I have now are almost tailor-made for destroying the invisible. Maybe this is God's will." Sigmund had a complicated expression.

"So are you ready?" Rocal asked, "Ready to destroy the body of the invisible one, and then end all of this."

"Take me there." Sigmund exhaled, this time he directly pushed the door open, flipped to the front of the Nightmare carriage, and sat side by side with Rocard.

"Then let's go." Rocard held the reins tightly, and the nightmare carriage began to accelerate in the dark. Unlike before, this time the surrounding space did not change at all. Sigmund noticed that the carriage began to gradually disintegrate during the running process.

It is as silky as a thread, as if it wants to blend in with the surrounding darkness and the world.

It was the carriage that changed at the beginning, and then it spread to Rocard and Sigmund. Before everything melted, Sigmund heard Rocard's last voice, "As the key, my mission is over, and the rest It's up to you."

"Farewell, another self."

Sigmund wanted to raise his hand, but found that his body had completely disappeared, and then the boundless darkness spread, and he lost all perception.

In the long darkness, there was no concept of time. After an unknown period of time, Sigmund felt the existence of his body again. He heard the violent wind in his ears and felt the coldness on the surface of his body.

The bell rang softly, and the horse neighed.

Opening his eyes, Sigmund saw a world covered in snow. He stood beside the nightmare carriage, with endless void behind him. In front of his eyes, at the end of his line of sight, was a hut covered in snow.

Blizzard Villa.

Everything is back to square one.

This is where he first woke up.