Witcher: I Can Extract Everything

At the same time, Shadow Tower.

After a month of repair, the Shadow Land that had been destroyed by the third-circle spell had regained some of its vitality.

The collapsed main tower had been rebuilt with the help of magic. The destroyed houses around it had also been repaired. Even the land that had been destroyed by the scorching flames had been covered with new vegetation.

Unfortunately, the thick dark clouds at the top of the Tower had disappeared. There was no shadow, and the Tower was no longer as majestic and imposing as it used to be.

Many of the Apprentices had already left, and the ones who remained were all frowning and cultivating in their rooms. The Tower, which used to be bustling with people, suddenly became much quieter.

At this moment, on the top floor of Shadow Tower, in the Wizard Master's room.

In front of her desk, the new Wizard Master of the Shadow Tower, Witch Cassandra, was feeding a basket of grey mouse pups to the owls in the cage.

The old Witch's shriveled hands, which were like chicken claws, grabbed the grey mouse pups and threw them into the cage. The owl, which smelled the delicious food, opened and closed its beak and swallowed one of the mouse pups.

Witch Cassandra said leisurely, "Eat, eat. Eat more. Only when you are fat can you eat meat. When you are old, you can't chew bones."

Knock, knock, knock!

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Cassandra said without raising her head, "Come in."

The door opened with a creak, and Wizard Edith in a crescent-colored robe appeared at the door.

He bowed his head and greeted, "Wizard Master."

Cassandra waved her hand. "Alright, it's just the few of us. There's no need to talk about such formalities."

After a pause, she asked, "How's Blair?"

Edith said, "His injuries have stabilized. There shouldn't be too much of a problem, but it'll take at least a few years for him to fully recover."

Cassandra nodded. "It's good that he's fine. A few years is like a snap of the fingers for a Wizard."

Edith sighed. "But it takes six hundred years to get stronger."

Cassandra raised her head and glanced at him. The old Witch couldn't help but laugh. "Hehehe, I always thought that only those black rats were filled with resentment. When is a normal Wizard not as calm as water?"

Edith did not deny it. "Even weak humans know the principle of a country's destruction and downfall."

At this point, he became a little emotional. "Wizard Master, do you know? We spent a whole 600 years to obtain the right to be a ruler. Only then did we take control of the scepter. Only then did we have 126 resource areas and more than 1,000 Apprentices."

"And now, just because of your words, these things are all given away. Do you know that just now, more than 60 Apprentices left Shadow Land?"

He sighed. "We built this place for 600 years, but I'm afraid it won't take us six months to destroy this place, and these are all your words."

Cassandra said jokingly, "I can't take the blame for this. The ones who defeated Shadow Tower is the third-circle spell scroll, Ivory Tower, Labyrinth Academy, and those, those... more than a dozen Wizards working together..."

Edith interrupted, "We didn't lose at all."

He said indignantly, "There's only one third-circle spell scroll, and we still have the stone golems, the Treant army, and the protective array..."

"Just those weak bugs outside, and their rat army. If you hadn't insisted on doing it, even I alone could have easily killed those Apprentices and made them regret coming to this world..." Edith said coldly, "And let them know who the real king of the Underdark Treesea is!"

Cassandra fell silent.

Edith's words were rampant, but they were not purely exaggerated.

Shadow Tower had dominated the Underdark Treesea for more than 600 years, occupying at least half of the resources in the entire Underdark Treesea.

The powerful Wizard organization that had poured out so many resources was not only represented by more than thirty Wizards. Wizard formations, Wizard tools, scrolls, potions...

Although the Allied Forces seemed to have suffered heavy losses that day, they had actually suffered an unprepared loss and were caught off guard by a third-circle spell.

However, other than this third-circle spell, the Allied Forces could no longer come up with any decent offensive methods.

If they were to continue fighting, it was not an exaggeration to say that even if an Apprentice was given the helm of this Tower, they would still be able to fight back and forth with the Allied Forces.

Even if they did not completely defeat their opponents, Edith still had full confidence in defending Shadow Land.

As long as they did not lose, they would win!

After all, it was impossible for a coalition of more than ten or even dozens of Wizard organizations to be united. Once they could not take down the enemy for a long time, internal strife was inevitable. There were also a lot of fence-sitters waiting for the diligent king to make a contribution in the Underdark Treesea.

But Cassandra surrendered at this time? Surrendered?

She surrendered without using her full strength, not even sending out all the stone puppets and alchemy tools. She gave up the 600-year foundation of Shadow Tower!

Edith frowned and asked in puzzlement, "You should be able to say it now, right? What is the reason?"

"What is the reason that made you give up being the ruler and put down the scepter?"

...

Somewhere in the Forest of Souls.

The war that had lasted for a few hours finally came to an end. There were five Apprentices left on the empty land. They were Mithril Fortress and Scorching Valley.

At this moment, the five Apprentices were standing on the grass that was dyed red with blood. Their expressions were excited.

As if they were possessed, they kicked the corpses on the ground and cursed and laughed as if they were venting:

"Hahaha! Son of a b*tch! Get up, you bunch of self-righteous things. You're just a bunch of dogs from Shadow Tower. Now that you don't have a master, who do you think you are? How dare you act so arrogantly!?"

"B*stards from the Dusk Mill, I've long been displeased with you. If it weren't for those b*stards from Shadow Tower, I would have brought people to destroy your trash long ago!"

Dusk Mill, Mithril Fortress, and Scorching Valley were all relatively close to each other. In the past, there had been some friction between them, and the slightly stronger Dusk Mill had always been hated by the other two.

It was as if the resentment that had accumulated for many years had been released. At this moment, a few Apprentices were humiliating the corpses on the ground to their heart's content.

Heath, who was hiding in the dark, could not help but frown when he saw this scene.

How should he put it... there was a strange feeling.

In the past, there had always been enmity between them. Now that order had collapsed, it should be normal for them to fight each other.

However, Heath felt that it was strange.

In fact, this strange feeling was not only present today. To be exact, it had appeared on the day the news of the upper echelons of Shadow Tower being wiped out came back.

However, he did not have the time to think about it since he was either thinking about fighting or fleeing for his life.

Now, as a bystander, he felt that the whole thing was a little strange, as if... as if...

"Hehehehehe, I really did not expect the little lambs to have such an angry side."

At this moment, a sinister laugh suddenly sounded.

Following that, three extremely powerful elemental waves swept over.

Heath was shocked and quickly went into stealth mode.

Then, two men and a woman walked in from the bushes. They had strange appearances and were wearing pitch-black cloaks.

The moment they saw these three people, including Heath, the expressions of the people in the center of the field changed.

The words were almost blurted out: 'Dark Wizards!'