Witcher: I Can Extract Everything

The room inside was very spacious, but the furnishings were very simple. There was a wooden table, a wooden wardrobe, and a beauty mirror. There was basically nothing else.

The wooden table was placed in the innermost part of the room. There was a cage on the table, and there was an owl inside.

At this time, With Cassandra was in front of the cage. There were some mouse pups on the wooden plate beside her. The old Witch was holding these pups and surrounding the owl. "Eat, eat, eat more."

Heath gently knocked on the door next to him, making a 'knock, knock, knock' sound.

The old Witch poured all the mouse pups on the plate into the cage. Then, she raised her head and waved at Heath. "Little guy, come over."

Heath walked over and bowed. "Long time no see, Teacher Cassandra."

Cassandra smiled and said, "Not too long. It's just ten years. In the time dimension of a Wizard, this is no different from yesterday. You'll get used to it slowly."

Obviously, Cassandra already knew about his advancement to a Wizard.

Heath said, "Thank you for your advice."

Cassandra waved her hand and said, "It's far from that."

After a pause, she looked up and down at Heath and said in surprise, "From the day you entered Shadow Tower, I felt that you were different from other children, but your performance still surprised me."

"I have to say, you are really a little guy who can create miracles. I'm starting to look forward to where you will go in the future."

Heath said humbly and half-seriously, "Luck."

Witch Cassandra shook her head. "Luck is reserved for those who are brave enough to fight. If it were someone else, even if they found the Wizard's Water in the Magic Bug Forest, they would not have the ability and courage to take it in their hands."

"You're able to achieve your current achievements mainly because of yourself."

Heath's expression was a little awkward.

After all, the Magic Bug Forest was the Wizard's treasure vault of Shadow Tower. Strictly speaking, he was a thief.

She probably saw the strange expression on Heath's face. Witch Cassandra said casually, "There's no right or wrong in the chaotic era. Since you can find them and take them, they belong to you. There's no need to feel burdened by it."

Heath had already advanced to a Wizard. It was better to be generous and let the matter go. A mere 10 million Magic Stones was not a huge number for Shadow Tower.

Hearing Cassandra's words, Heath's eyebrows relaxed. Although he did not care, it was better to be recognized.

He nodded. "Thank you very much."

"You're welcome."

Cassandra shook her head and pointed to the chair opposite her. "Alright, sit down. Let's stop the small talk. Let's talk about business first. You've read the letter. Do you have any questions?"

Heath sat down and asked, "This is also what I don't understand. This Bloody Battlefield... I hope you can explain it to me."

"Expected question."

Witch Cassandra nodded. Then she opened the drawer and took out a wooden box. When she opened the box, there was some colorful sand inside.

She grabbed a handful of sand on the table and gently blew on the sand.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

A gust of wind swept towards the wooden table and rolled up the sand, which then spread to the four sides of the table like smoke. Then, pictures appeared on the table.

First, there was a very lush primitive forest. There were all kinds of animals living in the forest, as well as intelligent and sub-intelligent species such as snakes, ravens, Green Goblins, and so on. There were even delicate-looking creatures with pointy ears.

Heath was stunned. "Elves?"

These were the Elves of the Forest clan, who were said to have died out. It was said that they were the former rulers of the Forest clan.

Witch Cassandra nodded and said, "Yes, Elves."

Then, she began to explain. "A long time ago, the Underdark Treesea and even the entire Western Continent were the territories of the Forest clan. The Elves were the rulers here."

As she spoke, she continued to knock on the table.

The sand flowed and soon, there were new changes. This time, it was a huge humanoid monster. It had human-like facial features and four limbs. It also stood on two legs, but there was a pair of goat-like black horns on its head.

Its muscles were very warped, its skin was red, and what was even more strange was that its entire body was dyed in red flames. It looked extremely imposing.

Heath recognized the monster's identity. "This is... Everett?"

He had read in a book that it was said to be one of the sixteen Gods that ruled the ancient Wizard World, the Balrog Everett from the plane of Hell.

Witch Cassandra continued, "Yes."

"Later, Everett from Hell came here and brought the thousands of creatures it enslaved, including humans."

She gently waved her hand, and thousands of soldiers and horses with shackles appeared around Everett.

"They brought slaughter and destruction..."

In Cassandra's story, the forest on the table also burned up. Thousands of forest people were massacred, with piles of bones and corpses everywhere, as if it was the end of the world.

"At this time of despair, a group of unusual humans mastered the power to control elements..."

In the picture, some humans appeared. They were holding flames, or wrapped in frost and lightning. They were doing some very basic magic.

Cassandra said, "These are the first Wizards."

She continued, "The Wizards with power were not willing to be forever enslaved by Everett, so they formed an alliance with the Forest people and launched a counterattack against Everett together..."

A beautiful garden-like palace appeared on the screen. The humans and Elves shook hands.

After that was a series of war scenes. War, blood, and bones. The Wizards and the Forest race continued to attack Everett.

At the end of the scene, Everett's huge body fell to the ground.

Cassandra said, "We successfully destroyed Everett, but before we could be happy, something terrible happened. At that time, we knew that the war was far from over..."

As she spoke, black mist suddenly emerged from Everett's body.

The mist transformed into terrifying faces in the air, like devils.

Cassandra asked, "When you were an Apprentice, I heard that you were knowledgeable. There were even rumors that your knowledge accumulation was no less than that of a Wizard. Can you tell what the black mist is?"

Heath stared at the black mist for a while and asked uncertainly, "Wraiths?"

Souls should enter the cycle of reincarnation after the death of their bodies. However, some souls were preserved for many reasons and became ghosts.

Among them, some of the ghosts became Wraiths because their hearts were distorted by great resentment.

Cassandra nodded. "The rumors are true."

Heath was surprised. "Are these really Wraith? That's too exaggerated..."

Wraiths were a combination of distortion, madness, and terror. What was worse was that these things had terrible contamination. Once they were contaminated, they could easily cause people to go crazy.

The famous Dark Wizard Region was mostly formed because of the contamination of Wraiths. That was why the Wizards there were so abnormal and crazy.

Heath asked with a strange expression, "But why don't we feel affected?"

A Wraith formed by the soul of a God after death. The surging energy was definitely enough to pollute the entire West Coast.

Witch Cassandra said, "That's because the ancient Wizards sealed it."

"Sealed?" Heath thought for a moment and suddenly thought of something. "Dimensional space!"

Witch Cassandra smiled and said, "You are indeed very smart."

She nodded. "Yes, after sensing the release of the Wraith from Everett's corpse, the ancient Wizards joined hands to send it into a dimensional space and sealed it there."

After a pause, she continued, "And this is also the origin of the Bloody Battlefield..."

Then, Heath finally learned what the so-called Bloody Battlefield was from the Witch...