Witcher: I Can Extract Everything

The battle began once again.

The furious fatty, Alf, immediately jumped and rushed towards Heath. As he ran, his body expanded at an incredible speed. In an instant, his body expanded to a height of more than ten meters. It was like a small mountain.

Rumble!

The enlarged fatty ran as if the earth was shaking, and the entire ground shook.

"Protect Sir Wizard! Protect Sir Wizard!"

"Stop him!"

The Knights tried to stop him, but they could not stop such a huge creature. The Knights were knocked away by the impact. They fell to the ground in an instant.

Alf rushed to Heath after taking two steps.

"I'm going to beat you into a meat patty!"

He roared angrily, then raised his fist and smashed it heavily at Heath's head. The huge fist was like a meteorite falling from the sky, and there was a shocking sound of rushing wind in the air.

"Just in time!"

Facing this head-on heavy blow, not only did Heath not show any fear, but there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

He snorted lightly and pulled out Red Demon at the same time with a clanging sound, slashing his sword at the fist of the fatty.

Boom! A loud sound rang out.

The space between Red Demon's and the fatty's fists distorted for a moment, forming a material ripple, as if a stone had been thrown into the surface of a calm lake.

That layer of ripple rapidly spread out in all directions. The seemingly ordinary ripple actually possessed an extraordinary strength, and all the Knights in the surroundings who came into contact with it were directly swept away.

Moreover, this was merely the aftermath of the two people's strength. One could imagine just what kind of tremendous strength the two people in the middle of the battle had to endure.

Deng! Deng! Deng!

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Two heavy footsteps sounded at the same time. Heath and Alf were involuntarily pushed back several steps by a huge force. A deep pit was left on the ground with each step they took.

After taking seven or eight steps back, Heath stopped and looked at the huge fatty opposite him in surprise.

One had to know that he was already a Grand Knight. His strength coefficient had exceeded 50 points. With the support of the strength of a Grand Knight, the amount of energy he could release would definitely be less than 100 degrees.

This fatty was able to fight him head-on at 100 degrees. His strength would definitely not be less than 100 points.

"Tsk tsk... 100 points of strength... is he a Wizard with body modifications again?"

This had already surpassed the strength of ordinary creatures. Other than body modifications, Heath could not think of any other spell that could allow a person's basic strength to reach such a level.

"Another fatty!"

This made Heath involuntarily think of the Dark Wizard fatty from the previous experience. It was also similar to this fatty in front of him. He did not know if it was a coincidence or if the fatties liked to mess around with his own body?

While Heath was thinking, the Fat Man rushed up again and attacked him with his huge fist.

Heath did not show any signs of weakness. He waved his sword to fight against Alf. For a moment, deafening noises were heard one after another, and the space between them rippled one after another.

Under these ripples, ordinary people could not move within 30 feet. Even the few advanced-level Knights present were easily swept away.

"This... What kind of terrifying strength is this!"

"Is this a battle between Wizards?"

The Knights were extremely shocked.

After exchanging a few blows, a wave of numbness spread from Heath's palm. It was even showing signs of cracking.

However, the more Heath fought, the braver he became. He felt the strong wind that was coming towards him, and his heart was boiling. It had to be said that this kind of most primitive battle of strength was the easiest to arouse a man's desire to fight.

Both sides were fighting hard, but at this time, a vine silently surged up from the bottom of Heath's feet and coiled up like a snake, entangling him.

Heath frowned.

At the same time, the space in front of him distorted for a moment, and then a figure quietly appeared in the distorted space. It was the purple-haired Witch over there.

It was the official-level space-type spell, [Teleportation].

After suddenly appearing in front of Heath, Latichona raised her hand and grabbed at Heath across the space. where her sharp claws fell, the space distorted, and several sharp blades appeared in the space at the same time. It was as if the space had been cut open.

Just as Heath was about to be torn apart by the spatial blade, his body suddenly lost its color and became blurry, as if he had turned into a phantom.

The sharp blade cut through the phantom easily.

"Shadow?"

Before she could regain her senses, the black shadow suddenly distorted and expanded rapidly. A surge of energy also surged in the space, as if it was about to explode.

"Shadow?" Latichona's expression changed, and she hurriedly retreated.

However, at this moment, an invisible force field suddenly enveloped her, firmly holding her in place.

At the crucial moment, Fatty Alf rushed over from the other side, opened his monster-like huge mouth, and swallowed the black shadow in one gulp.

Bang!

With a loud bang, Fatty Alf's body instantly swelled up like a balloon that had been blown up. It lasted for a full few seconds before it finally gradually recovered.

This time, it seemed that Alf was also heavily injured. His huge body shook violently, and his knees immediately kneeled on the ground.

"Cough! Cough!" He let out a series of violent coughs. He opened his mouth, and some black pieces of internal organs mixed with blood spurted out from within.

Thanks to his protection, Latichona, who was behind him, did not suffer any injuries.

She looked down at the internal organs and black blood that Alf spat out, and her face darkened.

She looked forward.

Over there, a dozen steps away, was Heath, who had just disappeared and reappeared.

She suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

Heath said, "You're not qualified to know."

Latichona nodded. "Little Wizard, I'll remember you. Today's matter won't end like this!"

After saying that, she turned to fatty beside her and said, "Let's go, Alf."

Alf was already so injured that he could no longer continue fighting. The opposing Wizard was clearly still at ease. Even if they continued fighting, it would be difficult for them to have another chance to complete their mission. They could only leave this place first before making any plans.

Hearing Latichona's words, the Knights around them all heaved a sigh of relief.

Two Dark Wizards had appeared all of a sudden. This had far exceeded the limits of their abilities. Many of them had thought that they were going to die here.

Now that they had heard that they were going to leave, the Knights present felt as if they had survived a calamity.

Without the need for the Dark Wizards to speak, the Knights spread out on both sides while maintaining their vigilance. They stared at the two of them as if they were sending off a plague, hoping that they would leave as soon as possible.

However, they wanted to leave, but one of them did not agree.

Heath said coldly, "You want to leave?"

He raised Red Demon and said coldly, "Have you asked for my opinion?"