Witcher: I Can Extract Everything

Compared to the Wizards under the Wizard Alliance, the structure of the Dark Wizards was relatively loose. However, there were still some who were large-scale and organized. Among them, three were the most famous.

They were the Church of Truth, Death Worship, and the White Paradise Lost.

The triangular badge in front of him was the unique Wizard badge of the Church of Truth.

"It really is the Church of Truth..."

When he killed the two Dark Wizards at the rear, Heath had extracted the two corpses. From the soul fragments extracted, Heath saw that this Witch seemed to be related to the Church of Truth. Therefore, he had been extra careful just now.

Heath frowned. "How did these things come here? Is it a coincidence?"

According to what he knew recently, the Dark Wizards active in the Bloody Battlefield should be relatively loose individuals. There shouldn't be a systematic system like the Church of Truth.

"Take them back for interrogation!"

After thinking for a while, Heath took out a soul bottle from his dimensional pocket and then cast a soul search spell on the Witch's body. As the soul chanted, the Witch's soul was pulled out of her body.

The soul that had just died was still intact and clear-headed. When she saw Heath, she immediately screamed, "What are you doing!?"

Heath did not have the habit of talking to the dead. He casually stuffed it into the soul bottle and set up a seal. Over the past ten years, Heath had done a lot of research on the soul. He was now quite familiar with the basics of sealing souls.

Following that, he searched the spatial pockets of the three of them. Unfortunately, he did not find much wealth in their pockets. There were only a few Magic Stones and materials, which added up to only a few tens of thousands of Magic Stones.

Most of the Dark Wizard Region was barren land, and most of the Dark Wizards were relatively poor.

Hu! Hu!

Just as he put away the Magic Stone pockets, a gust of wind suddenly blew over from afar. The wind was not strong, but it was exceptionally cold, and there was a strange smell in it.

Heath, who was tidying up the Magic Stone pocket, suddenly changed his expression and stood up abruptly.

"This feeling is..."

He quickly shouted at Knight Aaron, "Captain Aaron, pack up, we have to leave this place quickly!"

The Knights were still celebrating their survival after the disaster, and they could not help but be stunned when they heard Heath's order.

Knight Aaron asked, "Sir Wizard, what did you say? We leave? Now?"

The Boneyard at night was full of dead souls that had been eroded by the Wraiths. Wasn't that the reason why they had chosen to set up camp there?

Heath said concisely, "The Wraith tide is coming!"

The wind just now contained an abnormally terrifying aura of death. It was like a call for the Wraith tide before it arrived.

"What!"

Knight Aaron was greatly shocked.

Everyone present had personally experienced the scale of the Wraith tide, so naturally, there was no need for further introduction. Compared to the Wraith tide, those small-scale wandering Wraiths in the forest were nothing at all.

"Pull up the carriage, let's go! Let's go!"

"Quick, quick, quick!"

The Knights straightened the carriage with all their limbs and packed their luggage. In an instant, they lined up neatly and set off.

Heath personally rode a horse and led the way in front. In the middle was a carriage with two Knights. At the back were a few Knights led by Knight Aaron.

"Uh uh..."

"Scaring..."

After charging for some distance, a group of Wraiths formed by more than ten Skeletons and Zombie contamination appeared in front of them.

The situation was critical. Heath was too lazy to say anything. He grabbed the reins with one hand and pulled out Red Demon. He slashed forward with a few swords and instantly swept the Zombie and Skeletons to the ground.

"Let's go!"

The convoy continued to move forward without stopping.

However, after driving for a while, they soon encountered another wave of Wraiths. This time, the number had increased to dozens.

This little group of Wraiths was still nothing to Heath. He continued to wave Red Demon to quickly clear a path, and the convoy behind him followed closely behind.

The rest of the journey was the same.

Heath took the lead and rushed at the front. When a group of Wraiths appeared, he would wave Red Demon to clear the Wraiths. He would lead the team to break out of the encirclement, wave his sword, break out of the encirclement, wave his sword, and break out of the encirclement.

The number of Wraiths that appeared gradually increased, and the frequency of his waving of the sword also became faster and faster.

Heath had a faint feeling that he seemed to have grasped something. He was already infinitely close to the Sharp Sword Realm that Robert had described to him. As long as he continued to increase the speed of his wave of the sword, he would definitely be able to break through.

However, at this moment, Heath's sword-wielding speed could no longer be increased. It seemed that he had reached a bottleneck.

After thinking for a moment, he decisively took out a light cross-shaped sword from his dimensional pocket and replaced Red Demon. A heavy greatsword was a burden to increase one's speed.

Anyway, the Wraiths that he encountered before him were only around Knight-level. With his current strength, there was basically no difference between using a Red Demon and an ordinary cross-shaped sword to deal with monsters of this level. He would only be able to kill them in an instant.

The moment the light crossguard sword was in his hand, Heath was like an ascetic monk who had untied the stone on his leg. He suddenly felt relaxed and his speed instantly increased by a large margin.

However, right at this moment...

Hu! Hu! A gust of violent wind suddenly stirred up in the forest.

The violent wind passed through the ferocious holes on the tree trunks that bared their fangs and brandished their claws, emitting a low, sobbing sound.

The sound was like a gathering call on the battlefield. Not long after the sound was heard, the entire forest suddenly changed!

Crack! Crack!

Pa! Uh-uh!

"Wuuuu! Ahhh!"

The sound of bones grinding their teeth, the strange sound of air leaking from the throat, and all kinds of sounds suddenly rang out. Along with these sounds, the ground cracked open, and the dead souls that were possessed by the Wraiths crawled up from the ground.

In the river of dead souls, groups of Wraiths walked out and surged into this land of death.

As far as the eye could see, the entire land had already been filled with countless Wraiths.

"Wraiths! Wraiths are coming! Wraiths are coming!"

"Oh my god!"

A wave of panic instantly rose within the team. Seeing so many Wraiths, it seemed that every Knight was scared out of their wits.

Heath quickly shouted, "Don't panic! Steady! We can charge out!"

"Martha, increase the Knights' ice armor."

"Roval, Peter, prepare to use magic support."

"The rest of you, charge forward with me!"

"Charge, charge!"

After a series of orders were given, Heath continued to charge forward. At this time, he simply jumped off his horse and charged into the group of Wraiths.

The cross-shaped sword that shone with golden light slashed repeatedly, bringing with it the power of elements as it pounced into the group of Wraiths. Under this powerful attack, wherever it passed, the Wraiths would break into pieces, and broken limbs would fly all over the sky.

However, as a group of Wraiths fell, more Wraiths surged up again.

They bared their fangs and brandished their claws as they charged at Heath, trying to grab his arms, legs, and climb onto his back. They tried to tear at him and bite him, trying to drown him.

In order to prevent the Wraiths from succeeding, Heath could only swing his crossguard sword over and over again, sweeping his arms, legs, and surroundings, slicing all the Wraiths that pounced on him into pieces.

The battle entered a cycle of pouncing, killing, and pouncing. The two sides seemed to have entered a stalemate.

The number of Wraiths that surrounded them increased, and the frequency of Heath's swing of his sword also increased.

There was even a series of dense sonic booms in the air. The blade even left afterimages in the air.

However, Heath was fast, and the Wraiths were even faster.

As soon as a sword shadow killed a Wraith, three to five Wraiths immediately filled in the gap. As soon as Heath swept through the group of Wraiths in front of him, an even larger wave of Wraiths immediately pounced on him. There were countless of them.

Under this wave of attacks, Heath's sword speed gradually could not keep up with the frequency of the Wraiths.

More and more Wraiths piled up in front of him, gradually forming an encirclement. The sword light that Heath could burst out was also becoming less and less, and the shining golden light was being drowned bit by bit.

Seeing Heath being swallowed by the Wraiths, Knight Aaron and the others at the back were shocked.

"Sir Wizard!"

"Quick, quickly support Sir Wizard!"

However, at this moment, thousands of Wraiths had gathered around them, making it difficult for them to protect themselves.

At the same time, Heath, who was in the midst of the Wraiths, was still doing his best to swing his crossguard sword, attacking the Wraiths that were surging towards him.

'Is this the limit?'

'No!'

'This speed isn't fast enough, it has to be faster! Faster!'

'Faster!'

Along with a low roar from the depths of his soul, all of a sudden, the myriad of sword techniques that he had previously extracted flashed through his mind. In that instant, he suddenly realized what speed was. He understood the key to this.

He raised the cross-shaped sword in his hand.

As he moved, a 'Chi!' sound was heard, as if the blade had cut through the wind.

There was only one sound, but at this moment, thousands of sword shadows appeared in the air.

Holding this sword, holding these thousands of sword shadows...

Heath suddenly thrust out his sword!