"Huh...... Tonya, my lovely daughter, welcome home. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" With an eerie hoarse laugh, a terrifying figure emerged from the void.

The passage connecting the spiritual world (the aetheric plane) and the real world (the main material plane) quietly opened, and the first thing that appeared in front of Roland's eyes was a tall and powerful monster.

At first glance it looked like a horse, its black mane intertwined with countless shadows, flames surrounding its iron hooves, smoke spewing out of its nostrils, it had no wings but could run through the air, its scarlet eyes were a mixture of superior wisdom and pure evil, and it looked down on all the beings beneath its feet with a haughty and cruel look.

Roland couldn't help but hold his breath. Although he had a premonition, when this "nightmare" appeared in front of him alive, he still couldn't help but feel a sense of palpitations in a nightmare.

The world of Varess is inhabited by horse-like monsters, from unicorns roaming the jungle, to aquatic horses roaming the oceans, to flying flying over the nine heavens, vultures, and storm-resisting horses, but none of them are as wild and furious as the Nightmare, and their hearts are as dark and vicious as the bottomless abyss from which they were born.

Archmages who are keen to explore the unknown and who spend their lives eager to master the Nine-Ring Arcane "Wandering in the Spirit Realm" and "Astral Projection" are nothing more than innate supernatural instincts for the Nightmare, who travel through the multiverse worlds, coming and going whenever they want, and even dragons envy its freedom.

As its name suggests, it came to earth to do evil and have fun. It can sneak into people's dreams at will, and brutally torture the arrogant who dare to straddle it.

The Nightmare is so arrogant and irascible that it can rarely tolerate others riding on its back, but now it is subdued and willing to be mounted.

An old woman in a black robe and silver ornament rode on the back of the nightmare, she was hunched and looked shriveled and lewd, her wrinkled face had a large hooked nose, her cheekbones were high, her eye sockets were sunken, and there was an ambiguous smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Hehe, it's really lively today, I haven't entertained so many distinguished guests for a long time."

The old ghost woman Agnes sneered and looked at her daughter's companions, and her thin palm, like a chicken claw, held up a red crystal, which resembled a fresh heart in both shape and color, pounding in her hands, emitting a strong evil aura.

Her gaze swept over Nikita, Bloom, and Lyudmila one by one, and stopped at Roland.

"Oh, look at this, a young knight, so tall, strong, handsome, that's rare!" She licked her lips with her purple-black forked tongue like a snake letter, and made no secret of her greedy desires, "My dear daughter, you have a great eye for choosing the perfect groom for yourself, and if you are happy, you can bear him a daughter, just as I gave birth to you, but after that, you have to eat him, just like I did when I ate your father—only after the completion of this sacred ritual can you be considered a true ghost woman." ”

Tonya's cheeks flushed inexplicably: "Agnes, don't talk nonsense there, Mr. Roland is by no means a sacrifice, and I didn't come to you to be a ghost woman!" ”

"Hmph, just be hard-mouthed, wait and see, the show is still to come." Agnes smiled disapprovingly, and her eyes finally looked at Gusinsky, and immediately revealed naked disgust.

"Oh, lizardman, lowly reptile, who allowed you to set foot on this sacred land without permission, and why did you stare at me with such ridiculous eyes? Why, you idiot still dare to rebel? ”

Gusinsky mustered up his courage and shouted at the old ghost woman on horseback: "Agnes! The days of your power and fortune are over, and there can only be one king in the swamp, and that is me! ”

The old ghost woman was stunned for a moment, and then she looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, laughing so hard that she almost fell off her horse, as if she had just heard the funniest joke in the world.

"A fool is a fool, and you can never be expected to learn smart." Agnes reached out with a withered claw and grabbed at Gusinsky in the air.

A wave of evil mana unleashed from her fingertips, turning into an invisible giant palm that grasped Gusinsky, twisting the flesh and bones of the lizardmen with the magic of creation.

Gusinsky's strong body was like soft plasticine under the remote control of the old ghost woman, and she kneaded it as she wanted, and when the other party stopped, the original tall and strong lizard king disappeared, and a fist-sized toad lay in the muddy water and wailed, only the horror in his eyes could make people distinguish a trace of human nature.

"Hey, 'King of the Swamps'? To hell with me! Agnes grinned and urged the Nightmare to rush at the toad, its flaming iron hooves stomping on its back.

After Gusinsky turned into a toad, his combat effectiveness was completely lost, and he was powerless to resist the trampling of nightmares, and Roland and the others had no time to come to the rescue, so they could only watch the iron hooves fall.

Burst! Blood splattered from under the horse's hooves, and a puff of scorched smoke rose immediately. After Gusinski's death, his body was transformed back into a lizardman form from a toad and burned to charcoal.

"Malicious Transfiguration!" Witnessing Gusinsky's brutal murder, Nikita's face couldn't help but change.

"Malevolent Transfiguration" is a five-ring spell that Agnes has mastered, meaning she has at least 9 druid class levels. The adult ghost woman herself also has 8 creature levels and many supernatural and spell-like abilities, and Agnes's strength is still a lot higher than that of the "Skinning Baron" Nero, the "Dragon Toucher" Agatha, and the "Dead Man" Lorenzo combined, not to mention that she also has a powerful nightmare as an accomplice!

A lot of setting data about the old ghost woman and the nightmare flashed in Roland's mind, and after a little calculation, he knew that there was only a dead end to the other party. His only advantage over Agnes is that he knows himself and his opponent, and only by making full use of this can he turn the current passive situation around.

……

Veronica lurked in the shadows of the Chicken Feet Hut, and when she saw the old ghost woman riding a nightmare in front of Roland and the others, she did not hesitate at all, and immediately pulled out the "Wandering Blade" and slammed into the wall of the hut.

The magic scimitar unleashed arcane waves, causing her body to temporarily transform into a spirit, and like a ghost, it passed through the walls and silently infiltrated the hut.

There were no lights in the room, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of medicine, which was depressing. Veronica drank a potion of "Dark Vision" to regain her vision, and when she looked around, she realized that the room was much larger than it looked from the outside.

On the north side of the wall are several tables with various ointments and herbs, as well as storage jars, mortars, and small bottles made of skulls, which look like Agnes' alchemical test benches.

On the south side was a folding screen, and Veronica opened it to see that there was a bedroom behind the screen, a wooden bed with a window, and a birdcage covered with a black cloth hung from the window, and she didn't know what birds were locked in it, so that she could not see the light.

Veronica checked her surroundings a little to make sure there were no obvious traps, and headed for Agnes' bedroom. Probably due to professional habits, she was eager to peel back the cage and see what was hidden inside.

At this moment, there was a slight movement from the ceiling.

Veronica was immediately alert, and was about to look up when a black shadow suddenly swooped down, and her spiky forelimbs grabbed her throat!