Witcher: I Can Extract Everything

Chapter 89: Cool Autumn

Clang! Clang!

Without any time to think, Heath suddenly unsheathed his cross sword and took the lead to attack the scarecrows in front of him.

The cross sword cut through the air and struck the two nearby scarecrows. With two 'kacha' sounds, the two scarecrows that had just stood up immediately scattered into a pile of straw.

But at the same time, the remaining scarecrows also immediately launched an attack on Heath.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sharp sound of rushing wind could be heard. Nearly a hundred scarecrows raised their arms at the same time and shot at the straw.

Hundreds of straw sprayed out at the same time and completely interweaved into a net, making it impossible for anyone to dodge.

Seeing this, Heath could only hurriedly mobilize his Mimicry Shield, turning the power of the Mimicry Shield to its maximum and spreading it out to protect his heart, head, spleen, lungs, and other vital spots.

Pu! Pu! Pu!

For a moment, only the sound of 'pu pu' could be heard.

As expected, Heath's move was effective. After the Mimicry Shield was spread out, its defensive power immediately increased by a large chunk, and the flying straws could no longer penetrate through it.

However, before he could heave a sigh of relief, waves of intense pain followed.

The other legs, arms, shoulders, and others that did not have the protection of the Mimicry Shield were instantly pierced through by the straws. For a moment, blood flowed like a river.

Heath gritted his teeth and endured the pain as he charged into the crowd of straw men.

He released fireballs and slashed with his crossguard sword, forcefully withstanding the sky full of scarecrows as he charged forward.

Other than attacking, the other defense and movement speed of the scarecrows were not that great. After Heath got close to them, he basically killed one of them with a sword. The number of scarecrows quickly decreased.

After a few minutes, the straw men in the wheat field were all cleaned out by Heath.

"Huff! Huff! Huff!"

Standing in the middle of the wheat field, Heath panted heavily.

At this moment, he looked a little miserable. His whole body was covered with straws. Fresh blood seeped out from the gaps of the straws, dyeing his clothes red.

"Pfft! Damn it!"

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Heath, who had always paid attention to self-cultivation, could not help but swear.

"Forget it. For the sake of attributes."

Thinking about the attributes of the entire secret realm, the displeasure in Heath's heart gradually subsided.

He was not the type who could not endure hardship. Otherwise, he would not have settled down in a big city from a small place and successfully bought a car and a house in his previous life.

Then, he walked forward and put away the Alchemical Gems on the ground one by one.

These Alchemical Gems were extremely expensive. A piece like this could be sold for at least a hundred Magic Stones. Of course, he couldn't waste them.

"106... 107... 108... 108?"

After counting the number of Alchemical Gems, he turned his gaze to the scarecrow.

Strictly speaking, alchemy lifeforms were also a type of Wizard tool. However, they were categorized in the side of puppets and were mainly used for the activation of souls and other aspects of knowledge.

'I wonder if it can be extracted?'

Most of the alchemy puppets that were mass-produced did not have spiritual imprints. They only operated according to the commands of Wizards. As long as there were no spiritual protection measures such as spiritual imprints, theoretically speaking, they should be able to be extracted.

He then picked up a well-preserved scarecrow and said, 'Extract.'

[Beep, extraction successful. Obtained Alchemy Puppet [Scarecrow] Blueprint.]

As expected!

Heath's heart suddenly relaxed. It could be considered as a compensation for the hard battle. Speaking of which, he had not encountered such an injury since he transmigrated.

Then, he raised his right hand and simultaneously chanted a spell.

Splash!

A large water ball suddenly gathered in the air and quickly rushed towards him, wrapping around the wound on his body.

Under the nourishment of this water flow, his wound was actually healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This was naturally the healing spell [Water of Life] that was extracted from the Grimm Brothers back then.

The water element's recovery spell was considered to be one of the more outstanding types of healing spells, while Heath's wounds were mostly just superficial wounds. He recovered in the blink of an eye.

"Phew!" Heath let out a long sigh of relief and finally let go of the unhappiness in his heart.

Patter, patter, patter!

At this moment, the sound of wings flapping could be heard.

In the orange-red sky at dusk, a crow could be vaguely seen flying over and flying straight towards heath.

When it got closer, Heath quickly felt the unique spiritual fluctuation of the illusionary spirit.

Soon, the crow circled and landed in front of Heath. Then, as expected, it spoke.

It said, "Well done. So far, you are the first to kill all the scarecrows, not like the Apprentices who escaped from here."

Heath asked, "Who are you?"

The crow said, "I am your brother. I will accompany you for the rest of the journey."

Well, that was not surprising.

Heath asked, "Then what is your role? To provide help? Advice?"

Crow shook her head. "Neither."

After a pause, he continued, "Most of the time, your brother is not very reliable. I am no exception, so my responsibility is to increase the burden on you and drag you down."

Heath was stunned.

Before he could regain his senses, he saw the crow raise a wing and wave it at him.

Immediately, Heath felt an invisible force acting on his body. It was as if there were a hundred pounds of weight on his body all of a sudden.

Heath frowned and looked at the crow with an unfriendly expression.

The crow said calmly, "Don't do anything stupid. If you hurt your brother, you will also be eliminated."

As he said that, he flapped his wings.

A gust of wind swept up from the ground, carrying sand and dust into the air.

A scene appeared in the wind and sand. It was an angry Apprentice who killed a crow, and then the Apprentice quickly turned into a stone statue.

Heath frowned. This was too much.

The crow continued, "Next, open your map and listen to me carefully. I will tell you how to pass through this level."

Heath put away his crossguard sword and opened the map.

The crow said, "This layer is filled with the alchemical lives that the Wizards put down. The end point is in the white castle ahead. Defeat the king there and you will be able to go to the next layer."

"The treasure chests on the map can be found where the Wizards buried the treasures. As long as you are strong enough, you can go and challenge them."

"But no matter how many treasures you get, you have to defeat the king before you can take them away..."

After explaining the rules, the crow continued, "So are you going to continue complaining here? Or are you going to walk on your feet and reach the finish line?"

There was nothing to say and he continued on their way.

Although the gravity was heavy, fortunately, Heath was a high-level Knight, so the weight of 100 kilograms was not a huge burden for him.

He adjusted himself for a while and quickly adapted to the weight on his body.

After passing through this wheat field, the surrounding scenery seemed to return to the forest with thick fallen leaves, a fiery red forest, and a cool breeze.

As Heath was walking, he suddenly felt a familiar spiritual wave approaching him quickly.

He was about to find a place to hide and observe the situation, but before he could make a move, the crow next to him flapped its wings and a binding spell trapped him on the spot.

Although the binding spell was quickly broken by Heath, at the same time, the spiritual fluctuation in front of him had already appeared in his field of vision.

It was a young male Apprentice who was being chased by a huge wooden lion.

When he saw the male Apprentice, Heath raised his eyebrows. He finally knew where the sense of familiarity came from.

He had brown hair and slightly dark skin. He was the same age as him, Ender.

At the same time, Ender saw him.

Instantly, an ecstatic look appeared on Ender's face.

As he ran, he shouted at Heath, "Oh! My brother, it's so good to see you!"

For some reason, when Heath heard this word, he suddenly had a bad feeling...

As if to test his guess...

The crow's eyes suddenly shot out two rays of red light, one hitting Heath and the other hitting Ender.

It said, "Fate interweaves, fingers interlocked. If he fails, you fail too. If you want to reach the end, take him with you."

Heath was speechless.

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