Witcher: I Can Extract Everything

"What?"

"Someone's here!"

The Wizards who were fighting in the field were all shocked. They didn't notice that there was another Wizard hiding in this place.

The battlefield that was bustling with activity suddenly quieted down. Everyone looked at Heath with vigilance.

They were all Wizards and he was able to sneak up and hide from them. No one wanted to know what would happen if they were ambushed during a life-and-death battle.

A Witch asked, "Who are you?"

This obviously raised everyone's doubts. Everyone's eyes were focused on Heath.

Heath frowned.

He had just told himself to be careful. He was invisible and slowed down. Logically speaking, a Wizard should not be able to find him.

'Is she a perceptive Witch?'

Heath silently glanced at the Witch who had found him.

Then, he took a step back and tried his best to show goodwill. "I'm just a passing Wizard. I didn't mean to get involved in your dispute. If I'm disturbing you, I'll leave now."

Then, Heath quickly took a step back.

"You're... the Sword Wizard of Shadow Tower?!" At this moment, a voice sounded.

Heath turned his head. It was the male Wizard of the Partridge family.

He stared at the big sword on Heath's body for a while and suddenly realized something. He said in surprise, "The Red Demon greatsword! It's really the Sword Wizard of Shadow Tower!"

He shouted, "Sir, please help us! I'm Hollander from the Law Enforcement Team of the Tower of Order. Please help us, sir!"

Heath stopped in his tracks.

He glanced at the young Wizard with some confusion. He was very surprised that this Wizard from the Partridge family would recognize his identity.

Then, he thought, 'Do you need help?'

The Law Enforcers of the Tower of Order were the officials who maintained order on the West Coast. When handling official business, they had the right to ask the Wizards on this land for assistance.

However, whether they would help or not depended on the Wizard's personal will. Even if Heath let go and left, he could not say anything.

At the same time, Harker, who was besieged, had a change in expression.

His expression changed and he began to turn in a direction.

The first Witch who found heath quickly shouted, "Sir Hollander, he wants to escape!"

Hollander saw that and quickly shouted to Heath, "Sir Heath, this criminal killed several Wizards. It was Sir Robert who personally asked. For Sir Robert's sake, please help us."

Heath looked at him in confusion. Seeing that his eyes were sincere and not fake, he hesitated for a moment and finally stepped forward to block Harker's way.

Although he had some grudges with the Partridge family, it was a personal grudge. In terms of fighting crime and maintaining order, he should be in line with the Tower of Order. After all, he was also the beneficiary of the Tower of Order.

Hollander was overjoyed.

The Bloody Battlefield was one of the most important matters of the Tower of Order in the near future. People from all walks of life paid attention to it. Whatever happened there and any powerful characters would be immediately reported.

On the Bloody Battlefield, Heath's deeds of fighting against the Wraiths on the frontline had long been spread. Hollander had heard of his super-strong battle deeds.

Hollander quickly said, "Thank you, sir, for your help. I, Hollander, will remember it in my heart!"

Harker narrowed his eyes and pointed at Heath coldly. "Do you want to die? Get lost!"

Heath shrugged and picked up the Red Demon greatsword.

Harker sneered. "Good, good, good. Another one who wants to die. Do you really think that I, Harker, am someone to be trifled with?"

As he spoke, the harp in his hand was instantly coated with a layer of silver light. At the same time, an unprecedented strong magic wave surged from his body.

"Peak Wizard!"

The young male Wizard from the Tower of Order narrowed his eyes slightly.

This time, he finally understood why the few of them had fallen into such a bitter battle just now. The strength of this Harker in front of him had already reached the peak. He was only a hair's breadth away from becoming a Rank 2 Wizard.

'D*mn you, Barion! Wait for me to go back and see if I'll break his head!'

He quickly commanded the Witches to build a defensive barrier in front of him. Although he did not know what level of spell Harker was going to cast next... just by looking at the magic power surging in this space, he knew that it was definitely not a joke.

"Lord Hollander, look at that Wizard..." At this moment, a Witch suddenly pointed at Heath.

Heath was holding the Red Demon greatsword in one hand, standing there without moving. He did not seem to be on guard at all.

Hollander frowned and quickly shouted, "Wizard Heath, that Harker has already reached the peak level. Being arrogant in front of such an opponent will only harm you."

Heath raised his greatsword and said indifferently, "If you want my help, don't tell me what to do!"

The Witches frowned, obviously dissatisfied with Heath's arrogance.

"Sir, is this Wizard really reliable?"

"I don't see how powerful he is, but I see how stupid he is."

The Witches began to underestimate Heath at the same time.

Hollander frowned. "This..."

He also became a little confused. Facing such a powerful spell, he was not prepared to defend at all. Any other Wizard would look extremely stupid. But Heath's performance... did not seem like a Wizard who had been through hundreds of battles.

Before Hollander could figure it out, Harker had already launched an attack.

He quickly plucked the strings, and a melodious mysterious melody sounded in everyone's ears. As the music sounded, the space also changed.

With Harker as the center, the space around him suddenly became illusory and distorted. Ripples that seemed to be real quietly appeared, quickly distorting and stretching to both sides.

Harker, who was in the distorted space, seemed to become blurry.

When the music reached a certain rhythm...

"It's coming!" Hollander immediately became nervous.

At the same time, Harker swept the strings with his right hand.

Suddenly, a large number of distorted ripples swept toward Hollander and the others like a tide.

The ripples struck the enchantment that the Witches had just built, but the sturdy enchantment was as fragile as a piece of white paper here. With a tearing sound, it collapsed and began to collapse.

Hollander's expression suddenly changed.

He hurriedly opened his space pocket and took out a kite shield from it. He threw it forward, and the kite shield floated forward and opened another enchantment. Only then did it barely block the distorted ripples.

Hollander wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead.

Although he had already predicted that Harker's attack was extraordinary, when the attack really swept over, it still gave him a fright. This level was definitely a rule spell. How could an ordinary Wizard be a match for such a level...

"Lord Hollander, you... Look!" At this moment, a Witch suddenly shouted at him.

Hollander looked in the direction the Witch was pointing at. "What..."

At this point, his voice suddenly stopped, and his eyes suddenly widened.