Witcher: I Can Extract Everything

The Warriors at the back were stunned. Whether they were Apprentice Knights, Knights, Apprentices, or even Wizards, all of them widened their eyes and looked forward as if they had seen a ghost.

It was a long description, but in fact, it only took a moment for the crisis on the battlefield to reach the point where Heath killed the Giant undead.

The people were still worried about the crisis on the battlefield, but they saw Heath rush forward alone and instantly pull up an army to block the undead in front of him. He even turned back to support the battlefield to kill the Giant undead.

It was not an exaggeration to say that he alone could block an army of a thousand!

The Dwarf opened his mouth wide and said, "You... are you sent by Muradin to save Sam?"

Muradin was a legendary Dwarf during the War of the Gods. He was a legendary hero of the Dwarves and was also regarded as a God by them.

Heath said, "Muradin will not pay attention to these things on the battlefield."

"Pay attention to the present!"

After saying that, he threw a healing spell at the Dwarf, then turned around and threw himself into the battlefield again.

After the Giant fell, the crisis was quickly effectively controlled.

Without the Giant rampaging on the battlements, the remaining undead were only a little more numerous, but they were no longer a big threat to the warriors on the battlements.

Everyone quickly stabilized their positions and reorganized their battle formation. Then, they began a one-sided massacre of the undead on the battlements.

One by one, the Skeletons fell apart and Zombies fell one by one. The accumulated undead on the battlements were quickly cleared away, and safety was completely restored.

"Wizard, thank you for your help. Leave the rest to me and my warriors!"

A warrior who seemed to be the commander ran up with the soldiers who had regrouped.

Heath did not stand on ceremony. He commanded the undead army to retreat and make way for the front row.

Then, he left some of the undead to stand in the back row to fill in the gaps in the formation of the warriors to prevent the situation from happening again. He led the undead army to the side.

The defensive line on the battlements was all in a 422 formation. At this time, the same situation had occurred at several points. The undead could still maintain the formation for an hour anyway. Helping a group of undead was also helping a group of undead.

'But how long will this fire-fighting last?'

Thinking of this, Heath could not help but glance at the wilderness below the city wall.

He saw that the wilderness below the city wall was completely covered in thick dust. The dense undead within the dust were swarming towards the city wall in groups, endless.

These undead were indeed not strong. At most, they were only Apprentice Knights or Knights. In front of a Wizard like Heath, they were just bigger bugs.

However, there were too many of them!

A cockroach was not scary, but what about a thousand, ten thousand, or even a hundred thousand?

That was how it was here.

These undead seemed to be endless. After killing one, there was another. After killing a group, another group rushed up. It was as if there was no end to them.

Under the city wall, there was already a thick layer. In many places, the piles of corpses had already reached the height of the city wall. The later undead did not even need to climb the city wall anymore. They just stepped on the body in front of them and could come up.

The defense of the wall had been greatly weakened. Now, the warriors were full of energy and had not been greatly affected, but in the long run, sooner or later, they would be exhausted.

If they didn't come up with something that was going to make a difference...

Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Just then, a bugle call suddenly sounded, this bugle call compared to all the other bugle calls sounded much longer.

As this bugle call sounded, Heath suddenly felt an unusually surging spiritual power sweeping over.

Under the impetus of this unprecedentedly powerful spiritual power, a huge amount of elements suddenly gathered in the surroundings.

The densely packed elements had practically formed elemental particles in the air that could be seen by the naked eye. It was like the arrival of an elemental tide.

With the fortress as the center, an elemental storm was set off!

"What... What happened!"

"Good, what a terrifying elemental fluctuation. How could there be such a terrifying elemental fluctuation!?"

"This power... Could it be... Could it be..."

Every spell caster present, whether they were Apprentices or Wizards, had a drastic change in expression at this moment. They looked around in bewilderment.

At the same time.

Runes suddenly lit up on the city wall one after another, and then formed a huge magic circle that covered the entire fortress and even a part of the wilderness on the surface of the fortress.

In the middle of this huge magic circle, an old man slowly rose up.

It was an old man who looked to be in his sixties or seventies. He had a long goatee and long hair that draped over his shoulders. They were all silver-white in color.

The robe he wore was also white. At the same time, he held a long staff in his hand. It was also white, and his entire body was emitting a blinding white light.

He was as dazzling as a small sun in the sky, illuminating the entire fortress.

His white robe fluttered in the wind!

The old man raised his staff with both hands, facing the wind, and chanted a long incantation in a loud voice.

Hu! Hu!

As he chanted the incantation, a violent gale suddenly blew up between the heaven and earth. Within the gale, numerous wind blades that were about an inch long appeared. They were densely packed into millions or tens of millions. It was impossible to count them all.

At this moment, time seemed to have stopped.

Only the sound of the wind was whistling. Only the wind blades were blowing. The entire world had turned into a world of wind.

They entered the domain of the wind.

"Stig..."

"Stigmata! It's a Stigmata Wizard! It's the Stigmata Domain!"

The Wizards could not hold back their excitement and shouted. They all focused on the old man who looked like a god in the sky. Their eyes were shining with unprecedented heat.

After all, that was the goal of all the Wizards present. It was the pinnacle of life --

The Stigmata Domain!

At the same time, the old man raised his staff and pointed to the sky. Then, he held the staff and swung it downward.

Like a brave warrior who had heard the horn, the countless wind blades floating in the sky all moved at that moment and slashed at the undead on the city tower.

The sound was earth-shattering!

The wind blades that covered the sky and earth swept past with unstoppable momentum. Skeletons, Zombies, Giants, and even ancient giant beasts were all crushed into pieces under the concentrated attack of the wind blades. They were cut into powder by the wind blades and mountain torrents.

Like a gust of wind blowing through a room full of dust, the originally noisy city tower suddenly became clear. Within the range of vision, there was no trace of a dead soul.

Some of it seemed to have never happened.

Only the bone fragments and broken pieces that drifted along with the wind, and the rain of blood that fell from the sky showed that what happened before was not an illusion.

The noisy battlements became silent at this moment.

Apprentice Knights, Knights, Apprentices, Wizards, humans, Elves, Dwarves, all the people, and all the living beings could not help but look at the old figure standing proudly in the wind.

Their burning gazes were as if they were looking at a god.

Heath was no exception.

It was his first time witnessing such a powerful force that could dominate the world and look down on the world. Heath felt every cell and every inch of his soul become excited, and he felt an unprecedented surge of emotions.

'Is... is this the Stigmata Domain?'

'Stigmata! Stigmata!'

...

The battle ended with the appearance of the old man. Although the endless army of undead soon returned and piled up to the scale of the attack in front of them a few more times... At this time, the old man would appear and cast an area-of-effect spell to clean it up.

After several times, the army of Wraiths finally came to an end. With the death of the last Wraith, the defensive battle this time came to an end.

At the same time after the war ended, Heath welcomed an exciting event...

An event that he had been looking forward to for ten years...

[Beep, the Supernatural Extraction System has been upgraded. Host, please check it in time!]

A familiar voice sounded once again.

The system that had disappeared for ten years had finally returned at this moment!