Witcher: I Can Extract Everything

Dark Wizards were a special group of Wizards. Mentioning them would always make people associate them with the words 'terrifying', 'crazy', 'neurotic', 'perverted', and so on.

If the Wizard World was compared to human society, they were the terrorists who had anti-social personalities and would even carry out their actions.

In the Wizard World, there was a rule that did not apply. If one encountered a Dark Wizard who was evenly matched in the wild, then there was no need to think about it. The first thing they had to do was --

Run!

Boom! 

Without the slightest hesitation, the few Apprentices who had been celebrating their victory immediately turned around and ran. It was as if they had seen a flood or a terrifying monster.

At the same time, the three Dark Wizards also made a move.

These three people were a bald man, a fat man, and a Witch.

The one who made the first move was the fat man. The fat man was the first to leap up. His meatball-like body actually leaped a few meters high and caught up to a female Apprentice in an instant.

He lifted his cloak outward, revealing a large mouth on his stomach. His long tongue rolled forward and swept this female Apprentice over.

After catching the prey, he grabbed both of the prey's shoulders as if he was tearing apart a cooked frog. However, he did not seem to use much strength. With just a light pull, he tore the female Apprentice into two halves.

The fatty then stuffed the female Apprentice into the big mouth in front of his chest. With a few 'ka ka' sounds, the female Apprentice was swallowed whole, and the screams stopped abruptly.

Then, the fatty stretched out two scarlet tongues, one big and one small, and licked his lips.

He looked very happy, and the words he said made people's scalp go numb. However, they saw him laughing loudly. "Haha, the taste of the living is still good."

On the other side, the bald man and the Witch also made a move.

The Witch raised her hand, and the mouth on her palm spat out a dark green poisonous fog. The poisonous fog quickly wrapped around the two running Apprentices.

They stumbled and instantly fell to the ground while they were running. Then, they heard a loud 'puchi puchi' sound. White smoke rose from the bodies of the two Apprentices, and they actually corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The last bald man did not make any movements. A hand drilled out from his cracked head and snapped its fingers in the air.

With a clatter, black smoke rose from the bodies of the two running Apprentices and they fell to the ground without a sound.

In the blink of an eye, the battle came to an end.

'These three...'

Although he had heard all kinds of legends about Dark Wizards when he was in the Tower, when he finally saw them today, he still felt that it was an eye-opener.

They were really different from ordinary Wizards.

From the elemental reaction, the three of them should be between advanced Apprentices and peak Apprentices. There were quite a few Apprentices at this level in Shadow Tower, but in terms of combat style, none of them could compare to them.

Looking at the entire scene, there was not a single unnecessary word. Once they started, they went straight for their vitals, concise and clear. The spells they used were also extremely fast-acting moves, killing five Apprentices in an instant.

A Wizard's fighting style could indirectly reflect a Wizard's fighting ability. Using different fighting styles at the same level of strength would result in completely different fighting abilities.

Ever since he advanced to a high-level Apprentice, there was not a single Apprentice in the Tower that could make Heath feel fear. However, the three in front of him really made him feel a chill down his spine.

On the other side, after the battle ended, the fatty immediately shouted at the Witch, "Roxanne, how many times have I told you to stop using your dog sh*t spell to destroy my snacks? You're courting death!"

The Witch snorted coldly and said in a tit-for-tat manner, "Hmph, are you the only one who needs to practice spells? Doesn't my poison need to be improved?"

The fatty roared, "Then you can go to the human world! Those lowly insects are enough for you to kill to your heart's content. You don't need to destroy precious snacks here."

The bald man stopped the dispute between the two of them. "Enough, you two. Grice, eating one or two fewer corpses won't starve you to death. Roxanne, Grice's words are reasonable. The human world is more suitable for you."

Roxanne snorted lightly and did not say anything else.

The bald man then looked thoughtfully in the direction of Heath. "Did the remaining one run away?"

Grice said, "The smell suddenly disappeared."

Roxanne said, "Or maybe he used some kind of invisibility spell. Do you need me to force him out?"

The hair on Heath's body stood on end. He pressed down on the crossguard sword and at the same time. He was ready to escape at any time.

These three were not easy to deal with. He was not confident in a 1V3.

Fortunately, the bald man quickly waved his hand and said disdainfully, "There's no need. Don't waste that magic power. It doesn't matter whether you kill a negligible reptile or not. Just let him be."

Then, his gaze returned to the corpse on the ground.

He looked at the Magic Stone pocket hanging on the waist of the corpse and his eyes were excited. "Hahaha, I love this era!"

After saying that, he walked up and took the Magic Stone pocket from the corpse and the Wizard tool he carried with him.

However, just as he touched the first corpse, the bald man's expression suddenly changed.

He saw that he pulled out a medium-sized magic staff that was about one meter long from the corpse.

This magic staff was not quite the same as an ordinary Wizard staff. It was completely golden in color, and it was covered with all kinds of gemstones and crystals. At the top, there was a large diamond-shaped gemstone, and it was wrapped with mithril. It looked full of nobility.

It did not look like a magic staff that was commonly used by Wizards. Instead, it looked like a staff that symbolized royalty in the human world.

In fact, it was the same here.

The moment they saw this staff, everyone present, including Heath, was shocked.

The three Dark Wizards almost shouted the same name at the same time, "Ruler's Scepter!"

Yes, the thing that appeared in front of them was none other than the Ruler's Scepter that was once controlled by Shadow Tower and symbolized the highest authority in the Underdark Treesea.

...

At the same time, in the Shadow Tower.

"What is the reason that made you give up being the ruler and put down the scepter?" Wizard Edith's voice echoed in the spacious Wizard Master's room.

There was a long silence.

After a while, Witch Cassandra poured all the baby mice in the basket into the cage. "Go and eat, eat as much as you can."

Then, the old Witch turned around and asked Edith, "Edith, haven't you realized it yet?"

"All the 'coincidences' and wrongs in this incident."