The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Entering the hall, the staff on duty has been replaced by another one. After saying hello, Malek led the three of them into the interior.

The whole building is divided into three floors. Of course, the surface shows a kind of cover up, and the most important parts are hidden underground.

Entering the elevator at the end of the corridor, Malek took out a badge carved from stone. Insert the badge into the groove of the elevator control and rotate it gently.

The elevator slowly sank into the ground.

Sigmund noticed that there was another elevator above their heads, which ensured that when they went underground, even if someone really came to visit, they could take the elevator overhead to enter other floors.

"This is a hunter badge. After you sign an appointment, you will also get one. Protect your badge. This thing can save your life at a critical moment." Gildo explained.

Judging from his expression, it was obvious that he had lost this precious badge.

The elevator was slowly opened, and there was no imagined blockage. The underground corridor was well ventilated, and there were several rooms of different sizes on both sides of the corridor.

Malek didn't seem to have any intention of taking Sigmon to browse, and went straight to the innermost room with the two of them.

"You help him take off his clothes and wrap his belt." Malek ordered casually, "I'll go get the contract book."

"and many more!"

Undressing and wrapping the belt, a bad premonition rose in Sigmon's heart. "Isn't it a contract? Why do you have to take off your clothes?"

"During the process of signing the contract, spiritual violence will escape from your body. Taking off your clothes will allow you to better connect with the outside world and avoid some hidden dangers." Gildo explained, pushing him over. Wooden chair.

The chair looked like it was made of wood, but it seemed extremely heavy, and even Gildo had to tighten his muscles when he moved.

The armrests of the chairs are wrapped with brown leather belts.

"Come and sit down, I'll help you adjust it." Gildo slapped the back of the chair with a malicious look.

"This is a necessary stage for everyone. Once in and out, it's over with a little pain."

Sigmund broke out in a cold sweat. This kind of tiger-wolf word is really hard to think of good things.

"Let me give you a brief explanation. Now your spirit and spiritual power have merged, but this fusion is disordered, and there is no way to mobilize the real extraordinary power."

"So we need to use the power of the contract to forcibly change the form of the spirit and spiritual power after the fusion to form a fixed symbol, so that we can accept the power in the void and truly conclude a contract."

Sounds like a radio, looking for a special channel. Sigmund tried to explain Gildor's account from his own experience.

The extraordinary power of this world does not come from the body, but from the spirit.

Changes are often spread from the mind to the body. In this process, everything seems to be inseparable from a certain force in the void.

In Sigmon's view, signing a contract is like putting a specific stamp on one's own promotion.

"The process will be a little painful, but don't worry. This room is specially made to block most malicious prying eyes, allowing you to complete the contract signing without interference."

"Hurry up and sit here!" Gildo urged unhappily.

"Look, the captain just took a book." Gildo pointed to the door. Sigmund saw Malek walk in with a three-finger-thick black book.

The surface of the book is wrapped in layers of silver chains, and finally converges into a delicate copper lock at the cover.

"You don't have to do anything, just relax and leave the rest to the captain and me."

It was obvious that Gildo was very sincere, but Sigmund always felt that there was something unspeakable in his words.

"Crack!"

Taking off his coat, Sigmon was sitting on the chair when his ankles automatically tightened to hold him firmly. Gildor then put his arms on the armrests with the straps fastened to the back of the chair.

After doing all this, he re-adjusted the position of the chair. I don't know what was activated, Sigmon felt the surrounding ground light up.

With the breath, the whole room seemed to come alive.

"What's next?" Sigmund asked.

Malek came to Sigmon with a serious expression.

"Are you ready to become a hunter?" The Demon Hunter captain looked very serious.

"Yes." Sigmund nodded.

"We are struggling in the dark, we are baptized in blood, and madness is with us. Please always remember that we are hunters, not beasts!"

After saying these words, Malek's body surged with spiritual energy. He took off a key hanging around his neck and stuck it on the cover of the book in his hand.

The entangled chains automatically opened, and the blue veins on his palms burst out. He seemed to have used a lot of strength to lift the heavy pages.

The next moment, a dark and **** page slowly floated up.

On the dark pages is the rune of the Hanged Man.

At this time, the door behind him suddenly closed, and the light under his feet became brighter and brighter. Soon, the complex patterns spread throughout the room.

Malek stretched out his hand, his rough palm tightly pressed against the surface of the page, then he retreated, his palm moved, and a red-hot soldering iron was pulled out from the dark page!

WC!

A bad premonition rose in Sigmon's heart, and then he saw Malek raise his hand and insert the red soldering iron~www.novelmt.com~ into his head!

It all happened so fast that he didn't have time to react. The next moment a sharp pain came from the depths of the brain.

"Keep calm and resist the madness!"

Malek's voice came, and then Sigmund felt that his merged spirit and spiritual power automatically converged.

Slowly a familiar rune appeared.

That was the drained rune he had just seen on the black page.

"Keep calm and resist the madness!"

The rune gradually took shape. During this process, Sigmund felt that there seemed to be countless pairs of eyes watching him in the void, and he even had the power to break through the entire room and enter the depths of his brain.

In the spiritual world, he could not feel the passage of time, and could only hear the dull crashing sound, which was something evil breaking through the barrier established by the room and his spirit.

Seeing that the runes were about to take shape, Sigmon also noticed the changes in himself. Finally, at the last moment, when the runes converged...

The crisp sound of hooves came, and Sigism suddenly opened his eyes.

In other sights, a quaint carriage broke through the barrier of the void and appeared abruptly in front of him.

Nightmare carriage!

Different from the past, this time Sigmund seemed to see a driver and a pair of pupils flashing in the carriage.

"Who's in the car?!"

Immediately, the carriage turned into a streamer and merged with his contract symbol.

Snapped!

The hallucination in front of him shattered like glass, and Sigmon regained his senses. He raised his head and saw a tired Marek.

"You are a hunter, Sigmund."

"Welcome to join us!"

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