Witcher: I Can Extract Everything

Perhaps Heath's acting was a little too much, or maybe Grice wasn't that stupid.

In short, in the face of Heath's arrogant provocation, he didn't roar and charge forward. Instead, his expression became a little more guarded.

Grice was very clear on how strong his constitution was. Even if his tongue was a weak part of his body, it wasn't something that ordinary attacks could hurt. The fact that he had fought with the disciples of the Church of Light for so long was the best proof.

However, this kid who suddenly appeared cut off a part of his tongue with a sword. It was enough to prove that he had a reason for his arrogance.

He stared at Heath warily and asked, "Who are you?"

As he spoke, he secretly activated his magic power. The broken part of his tongue immediately began to squirm. Scarlet flesh sprouted out, and the injured tongue instantly recovered to its original state.

Seeing this scene, Heath could not help but smack his tongue in his heart. What a perverse recovery ability...

He did not know how this kind of recovery ability was achieved. If he could preserve the corpse, he would definitely use it to extract it...

As he was calculating in his heart, Heath continued to provoke him, "So the so-called Dark Wizards are such cowards who bully the weak and fear the strong? Why is this kind of trash still here to embarrass himself? Get as far away from me as possible!"

The group of disciples from the Church of Light were dumbstruck. They were about to be beaten up by Grice. How could they imagine such a taunting provocation?

Grice's face was furious, and all the muscles in his body bulged.

But he quickly controlled his emotions.

Although he did not know where this guy had so much confidence to provoke him, the more he did so, the more Grice felt that there was a conspiracy behind this.

One had to know, from the elemental reaction of the other party, this was only a middle-level Apprentice.

Therefore, he simply hid his head like a turtle, completely ignoring Heath's provocation and insults. He walked over and ate the corpse on the ground. There were many conspiracies and tricks in the world of Dark Wizards.

Grice's calmness could not help but make Heath frown.

'Not falling for it?'

This was not easy to handle.

At this moment, Grice's large tongue rolled up a corpse on the ground, preparing to swallow it.

Heath had an idea and immediately walked forward. A short incantation was instantly cast towards the corpse. "Curse Burn!"

The surface of the corpse suddenly turned red and hot. With a 'bang', a ball of flames rose.

Grice's tongue, which had been scalded, suddenly loosened, and the corpse fell down.

The flames quickly burned the entire body of the corpse, and with a series of sizzling sounds, the corpse was burned into ashes in an instant.

Veins popped up on Grice's forehead, and he panted heavily like an ox.

Heath's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself, 'There's a chance!'

He immediately struck while the iron was hot, and his right hand quickly raised up. The hunting fire elements quickly swept over, and quickly gathered into several fireballs above his head.

He then slashed down with his right hand, and the fireballs immediately whistled towards the few corpses on the ground.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of explosions sounded.

The whistling fireballs accurately exploded on the bodies of each corpse, and the blazing flames instantly burned up.

Grice's eyes turned red. "No!"

He screamed hysterically and hurriedly rushed in front of the corpses in an attempt to save them. However, all of his abilities were focused on body modification, and he did not know any spells at all. He could only watch as the corpses were burned into ashes.

All of a sudden, Grice froze on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning.

In the next second, his eyes locked onto Heath. His bloodshot eyes could be seen clearly even from a distance.

Under the cold gaze, Heath felt his hair stand on end for some reason.

'F*ck... did I go too far...'

He did not have time to think carefully because the completely enraged Grice had already launched an attack on him.

"I want you to regret being born into this world!"

He roared angrily and brazenly charged at Heath.

"Just in time!"

Heath, who wanted to test the strength of this fellow's attack, did not dodge. Instead, he snorted coldly, steadied his lower body, raised his cross-shaped sword, and made a starting stance.

In the next second, he slashed forward with his sword, colliding with Grice, who was charging at him.

Boom!

A deafening sound rang out.

With the two as the center, a material-like ripple was set off in the air, and a large amount of dust flew in all directions.

Heath only felt as if an armored war chariot that was traveling at a high speed had crashed into his body. An overwhelming force came at him in an instant, shaking his palm until it went numb, and his crossguard sword almost flew out of his hand.

In less than a second, Heath was sent flying like a cannonball.

Silver liquid metal instantly wrapped around Heath's body. He flew backward and crashed into the giant tree behind him. For a moment, there was a loud 'Boom! Boom!' and everywhere he passed, trees were sent flying.

After crashing into several giant trees that could only be hugged by a few people, Heath finally stopped.

Hu hu!

However, almost at the instant he landed, the sound of rushing wind came from above him.

Grice fell from the sky, raising his fists and smashing them heavily onto the ground.

Heath stepped aside and hurriedly dodged.

Boom!

That deafening loud sound came once again, and a two-meter wide crater appeared on the ground.

It was just a single punch!

This was the terrifying strength of a physical strengthening Wizard!

Looking at the mess and the terrifying damage on the ground, Heath could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. He was secretly glad that he did not choose to use force back then.

Dark Wizards indeed lived up to their reputation!

As he was calculating in his heart, Heath raised his sword and summoned his shield. In the next moment, he once again engaged Grice who was charging towards him.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

All of a sudden, one could only hear the sound of metal interweaving with a loud rumble in the forest. The two of them were like two mythical giants flashing back and forth in the forest.

Dodging, ducking, and strength clashing!

Wherever the two of them passed, it was as if the end of the world had arrived. Trees were flying everywhere, and the ground was exploding.

This shocking scene made the disciples of the Church of Light tremble in fear. Their hearts were beating non-stop, and the intense pressure almost suffocated everyone present.

This kind of battle continued for dozens of rounds. Under the intentional guidance of Heath, the battle situation was gradually shifted to the depths of the forest.

Only after the two of them were completely far away did the oppressive feeling disappear.

The disciples of the Church of Light who had survived the calamity heaved a long sigh of relief. Some of the weaker ones even collapsed to the ground.

They looked at each other in dismay.

"Was that... Was that an Apprentice of our Underdark Treesea? So... So powerful. He was able to fight that terrifying Dark Wizard for so long!"

"His elemental reaction is only an intermediate-level Apprentice, right? How can he be so powerful!"

At this moment, an Apprentice suddenly said, "I remember, I remember! I remember who he is!"

Everyone's gaze immediately focused on him.

This Apprentice took a deep breath and said with a tone of worship, "Young, black hair, black cross sword, it's Shadow Tower, it's the Sword Wizard from Shadow Tower! The black-haired genius!"

With the help of Twilight Fortress and the Apprentice Trial, Heath was already famous among the apprentices in the Underdark Treesea.

After the Apprentice reminded them, everyone remembered.

"Ah! It's him!"

"The magic genius who single-handedly blocked thousands of soldiers in Twilight Fortress? No wonder he's so powerful!"

"So... So powerful..."

Listening to everyone's discussion, Celia could not help but turn her beautiful eyes to look in the direction where Heath had left.

Her expression was filled with deep thought...