Witcher: I Can Extract Everything

Crackle crackle--

Boom!

Like a substation that suddenly exploded, purple lightning shot out with a loud bang, directly exploding in the crowd.

On the spot, two soldiers who were caught off guard were electrocuted into charcoal, and the Apprentice Knights were also sent flying. Even the few Knights present were heavily injured. After all, no matter how strong the Knights were, they were just mortal bodies and could not defend against the lightning.

Only Heath was safe. The Mimicry Shield that was activated in time turned into a semicircular eggshell and blocked the incoming lightning.

"Sir... Wizard, what's going on?" Count Kroya, who was protected by Heath, asked in a frightened voice.

Heath looked ahead and said warily, "I said they are not safe!"

After a simple explanation, he immediately said, "Well, Lord Count, if you don't want us to be wiped out by the enemy, quickly calm down your Knights!"

The three Apprentices Wizards, under the premise of not revealing his strength as a middle-level Apprentice, Heath was not confident of winning alone.

"You are right, Sir Wizard."

After all, he was also experienced in the battlefield, so the Count quickly got rid of his fear. He pulled out his cross sword and ordered, "Draw your sword and prepare for battle!"

Clang! Clang!

The cold sound of metal interweaving could be heard.

With the Count as their backbone, the Knights quickly identified themselves and drew their cross swords to prepare for battle.

The Count humbly asked, "Sir Wizard, we will listen to your arrangements for this battle."

He did not dare to be arrogant in front of magic.

In the face of the battle, Heath was not polite. He quickly scanned the situation and quickly made an analysis.

The Apprentices who were revived were the low-level apprentice, Twyn, Heath's contemporary Wasley, and the unknown female Apprentice.

Among them, Twyn was the strongest. He was the one who had released the lightning just now. The spell extracted from Wesley's body was Ice Shield. In addition, he should have mastered an offensive spell. They had discussed it when they were in the tower.

The remaining unknown female Apprentice, he had not extracted that knowledge from her body. For the time being, he did not know her ability.

This was a very troublesome matter. After all, magic was mysterious and unpredictable. It could easily bring a devastating blow to ordinary humans.

So after thinking for a moment, Heath quickly made a decision. "You guys step back first. I'll go up and try."

"Then be careful, my Lord!"

Count Kroya instructed, and then he said to a Knight beside him, "Send the archers over."

"Yes."

The Knight went down.

On the other side, the battle between Heath and the Apprentices also drew to a close.

He summoned a fireball in advance and threw it at Twyn. The extraction just now allowed him to know that the [Lightning Strike] spell had nearly a minute of mental paralysis. During this period of time, he no longer had to worry about the attack of this spell.

Boom!

The fireball exploded on the ice shield again. Wesley, who was next to him, made his move.

This spell was also extracted by Heath into his mind. Its defense coefficient was almost enough to withstand the bombardment of six of his fireballs.

However, Heath did not only use fireballs. When the fireballs were blocked, he also released his Wizard's Hand in time.

Clang! Clang!

The sound of metal interweaving could be heard.

The two crossguard swords on the ground shot out like sharp arrows from behind and attacked Twyn.

At the same time, Heath quickly rushed forward and charged towards Twyn. The area of the ice shield was only about one square meter. It could block the back but not the front.

In the blink of an eye, Heath had already appeared in front of Twyn. The crossguard sword in his hand slashed forward, and the crossguard swords from behind arrived almost at the same time.

The ice shield flickered twice and finally went around to the back to block the arrow behind him.

The exposed front was about to be heavily injured by Heath's cross-shaped sword, but at this moment, a figure suddenly blocked in front of Twyn --

The female Apprentice next to him.

The female Apprentice raised her hands and crossed them to meet Heath's cross-shaped sword. She actually wanted to block the sharp cross-shaped sword with her flesh and blood.

The next second, the two collided.

Clang!

The expected separation of flesh and bone did not happen. Instead, there was the sound of metal colliding like a gong, and sparks even flew from where they came into contact.

A row of sharp white bones suddenly appeared on the back of the female Apprentice's hand. The white bones pierced through her skin and were directly exposed to the air. There was a metallic luster on them, as if they were two blades that grew on her hands.

"So it's the power of bloodline!"

Combined with the knowledge he obtained from the Witch... 'Bone Creature Bloodline Basics', Heath quickly recognized the identity of the Witch's current spell. It was a type of bloodline power.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

At the same time, two crisp arrows sounded.

Two ice arrows shot out from Wesley's hand and went straight for Heath's face.

A silver light flashed in front of Heath, and the Mimicry Shield quickly appeared.

Crack! Crack!

The ice arrows broke into pieces.

After blocking the ice arrows, Heath did not continue to pursue. Instead, he quickly retreated.

Almost at the same time as he retreated, a ball of lightning suddenly erupted from Twyn's hands. The corner of Heath's clothes was struck. At the spot where he had just stood, it caused a large hole to appear on the ground.

Looking at the terrifying destructive power, Heath could not help but smack his tongue. Being hit by this thing with all his strength, even using a Mimicry Shield, he would not feel good.

Standing still, Heath did not continue to attack. Instead, he opened his mouth and said to Count Kroya, "Your Excellency, take your men and surround the brown-haired one. Pay attention to his ice arrows."

"I will try to pull the Witch beside him to the side. I will deal with the yellow-haired one last. Pay attention to his lightning. He will release it every minute. Before that, I will give a timely warning. When you hear it, retreat immediately."

The Count immediately said, "Yes!"

He raised his cross sword and shouted, "Warriors of the Kroya family, raise your swords and follow me!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The Knights' voices were like thunder.

The battle began once again.

With the information provided by Heath, the following battles were much easier.

The Count led a group of Knights and Apprentice Knights to besiege Wesley, while Heath fought the bloodline witch alone.

The only thing that needed to be paid attention to was Twyn's Lightning Strike. This intermediate Apprentice spell could kill almost any Knight on the scene in an instant.

However, Heath would read the seconds every time and give a timely warning before the Lightning Strike was about to arrive. The power of this powerful spell could no longer be used.

Under such a steady and steady step, the situation was quickly under control.

First, Wesley's Ice Shield was broken under the siege of the Knights. Heath took the opportunity to throw a fireball and burn it into a ball of flames.

Then, the Witch was forced to the center of the open space by Heath. Finally, she was nailed to the ground by the archers.

The last remaining Twyn was unable to make any waves. He was quickly killed by Heath and the others.

"Phew!"

After killing the last Twyn, the Knights heaved a sigh of relief. Their eyes were full of fear.

Count Kroya was also fearful. If it was not for Heath's timely reminder, they might have been wiped out by the enemy,

After all, the command system of the fortress was all here.

He put away the two crossguard swords and walked to Heath. He bowed deeply and said, "Sir Wizard, thank you very much..."

Just as he said this, his voice suddenly stopped.

As if he had encountered something extremely painful, the Count's face suddenly twisted.

"Ah!!!"

He let out a scream and pressed his hand on his chest.

Seeing the Count's expression, Heath's face suddenly darkened, and a strong sense of foreboding swept over his body and mind.

"Sir Count?"

"What happened?"

Everyone rushed over in a panic. However, before they could get close, a strange scene appeared.

The Count's chest suddenly split open and a bloody hole appeared. Then, something drilled out from inside. It was actually a hand.

It was a bloody hand. It grabbed the Count's heart and drilled out from the Count's chest.

As the Count screamed in pain, it crushed the Count's heart.

Clang!

The Count's right hand loosened, and the crossguard sword fell to the ground.

He then knelt on one knee and fell forward. With a thud, he fell to the ground.

"No!"

"Sir Count!"

The Knights' voices were filled with despair.

At the same time, a cloud of black smoke surged out of the Count's body and rapidly transformed into a human face in the air.

The human face swept his gaze across the crowd and finally locked onto Heath, who was not far away.

His expression was contemptuous, and he had an arrogant look on his face.

As if he was venting his anger, he said in an extremely arrogant and provocative manner, "Little thing, you're quite capable! Come again! Let me see if you can hold on for one more time!"

"You don't know the immensity of heaven and earth!"

After saying this, there was a 'bang', and his face exploded into a cloud of black smoke and disappeared.

Heath held the cross-shaped sword and turned his head to look in the direction of the enemy camp.

His expression was dark and cold.