Witcher: I Can Extract Everything

Heath was stunned. "Tower of Order?"

He frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

The Wizard named Celis raised his right hand, and a firebird rose from his palm. The firebird flapped its wings and flew into the sky, turning into a sheepskin scroll. On the seal of the scroll was the seal of the Tower of Order.

Celis said with a condescending tone, "We are here to convey the order of the Tower of Order to you. We are recruiting you as a Wizard Warrior of our West Coast to the Bloody Battlefield."

"Salute and accept the summons."

Heath was unmoved.

Celis asked, "What is it?"

Heath said, "I don't know what you are talking about, and I'm not interested in your edict."

After all, he was a Wizard now, and he had to protect his face. How could they show off in his room without permission and order him to do things?

The Witch standing next to Celis was a little angry. "You want to refuse to be summoned?"

Heath sneered. "What a joke. What status do you have? What terms do you want me to be summoned?"

The rule of the Wizard World was the same as that of the human world. What they believed in was: I am the ruler, not under a ruler.

Although the Tower of Order was the highest ruler of the entire West Coast, it had nothing to do with Heath legally, so it had no right to directly give him orders.

The Witch's face suddenly darkened. "You don't have a choice!"

As she spoke, she raised her right hand and a ball of blue light flashed in her palm, immediately forming a blue ball. Faintly, a strong fluctuation of ice element swept out from it.

The Witch immediately threw out the black ball in her hand.

In addition to the ice element, this ball seemed to have been infused with a space spell. As soon as it was thrown out, it instantly appeared in front of Heath. In an instant, Heath felt an extremely strong cold current enveloping him, causing his entire body to freeze inch by inch.

Heath's gaze turned cold. "You're shameless!"

As he spoke, his gaze focused forward, and a black shadow instantly appeared in front of the Witch.

Standing not far away, Celis seemed to have sensed something and hurriedly shouted, "Tina, be careful!"

However, at the same time, Heath had already completed the substitution with the black shadow. At the same time, he pulled out the cross sword at his waist and slashed directly at the Witch's head. The blade of the sword seemed to have been covered with a layer of golden light.

Just as the Witch was about to be hit by the sword, there was a wave of spatial fluctuations around her body. Then, she suddenly disappeared from where she was and appeared more than 10 meters away.

Heath's slash missed, and he could not help but become alert: spatial fluctuations? This was a medium-level Wizard?

'But the spiritual fluctuations don't seem like it...'

'Maybe he used some kind of spatial magic tool. No wonder they could sneak into my laboratory...'

He analyzed in secret.

At the same time, Celis and Tina were also looking at Heath, their eyes filled with shock.

Due to his deliberate concealment, Celis and Tina had not been able to determine Heath's actual strength. However, when he cast the spell just now, they immediately recognized that he was definitely a Wizard of the same level as them.

However, ten years ago, when the Underdark Rebellion had just begun, they had recorded Heath. At that time, he was clearly just an Apprentice.

In just ten years, he had already advanced to a Wizard?

Moreover...

Celis' gaze fell on the golden radiance on Heath's blade. What was that? Why did it make him feel a faint sense of danger?

Seeing that Heath still had signs of wanting to make a move, Celis quickly said, "Sir, we have no ill intentions!"

His tone was obviously less arrogant, but more equal and respectful.

Seeing that, Heath did not continue to make a move.

After all, he was a member of the Tower of Order. He just needed to show people that he was not someone to be trifled with. There was no need to make such a powerful enemy.

Celis bowed and apologized first. "We were rude before. I hope you will forgive us."

Heath shrugged and did not reply.

Celis was not angry. The Wizard World was a world that believed in strength. He had just shown enough strength to talk to them on equal terms.

Celis continued, "It is true that we were rude about the edict. We will go back and redraft it and let the ruler of the Underdark convey it to you. Then, farewell."

With that, he retreated with the Witch beside him.

Heath stopped them. "Wait."

Celis turned around. "Is there anything else, Your Excellency?"

Heath asked, "What is this Bloody Battlefield that you mentioned just now?"

He recalled the scene in the forest. They were both from the Tower of Order, and it seemed that they were also here about this Bloody Battlefield.

Celis was stunned. "You don't know?"

Heath shook his head.

Tina, who was beside him, tugged at the corner of his shirt. "He's just a Muggle."

Celis suddenly understood.

If they were just ordinary Apprentices, no one would explain for them, so it was natural that they did not know.

He explained, "If you want to know, why don't you directly ask your ruler?"

Heath asked, "There is no ruler in the Underdark now."

Celis shook his head. "Who is the ruler and whether there is a ruler or not is not up to the Wizards of the Underdark. The Tower of Order has admitted that the ruler of the Underdark is the ruler of the Underdark."

Heath was stunned.

These words were worth pondering...

Celis said, "Then we will take our leave first."

After saying that, the two left.

Heath looked in the direction where the two of them left, not saying a word.

What was this Bloody Battlefield?

Was he going to return to Shadow Tower?

...

After parting with the two Wizards of the Tower of Order, Heath immediately went into the preparation of the magic potion.

The name of this magic potion was [Eternal Water]. It was found in the ancient house of his family by a young noble of the Kingdom of Navi. It was said that the ancestor of that young noble had once followed a Wizard.

After discovering this potion formula, he immediately handed it over to the church, which then handed it over to Heath.

Similar things happened everywhere in the past ten years.

After ten years of nurturing, Heath's Holy Church had truly become the supreme ruler of this land. Under his orders, anything related to magic would be handed over to the church at the first instance, and then taught to him.

Relying on this mechanism, he had obtained many good things in the past ten years, some of which had even reached the rank of a Wizard.

There was nothing much to say about potion-making.

After ten years of constant contact, Heath was already very skilled in this aspect. It only took him two days to successfully complete the [Eternal Water].

The effect was better than he had expected. It gave him a total of 28 years of life force bonus.

Adding the previous 400 years, Heath's life force had already reached 428 years. He was not far from the limit of the Wizard level.

The matter of life force upgrade came to an end temporarily.

After upgrading his life force, the next day, Heath welcomed another unexpected guest...