Witcher: I Can Extract Everything

Heath leaped forward and immediately engaged in a fierce battle with the lion behind Ender.

This was also an alchemy lifeform. Its strength was on par with the previous scarecrow, but its defense was much stronger than the scarecrow.

The battle ended very quickly.

Ender sat on the ground, panting. "Fortunately, I met you. Oh god. Otherwise, I'd be dead."

Heath put away his cross sword and asked with raised eyebrows, "Why are you here?"

He had just come up from the sixth floor and met someone he was familiar with. He did not know whether it was a coincidence or some special arrangement.

Ender explained, "I have been trapped here for several days..."

Heath had a general understanding of his situation from Ender.

Unlike Heath, he was very lucky. He had come to the fifth floor directly from the day he entered the secret realm.

Unfortunately, his strength did not match his luck. After arriving on the fifth floor, it was difficult for him to face the monsters here.

A few days ago, it was not a big deal. The sand in the hourglass had been increasing, so there was no pressure. He took the map and found some weak alchemy creatures to challenge, so he also obtained a few treasures...

Until the bell rang not long ago.

"...I had no choice but to bite the bullet and challenge White Castle. I didn't expect to meet that wooden lion before I got there. Fortunately, I met you..."

After listening to Ender's story, Heath frowned and thought for a while.

'There must be some special arrangement in this secret realm. Otherwise, it wouldn't be so coincidental.'

It wasn't unusual for two familiar people to meet in a certain area. Fate-type spells could do that.

Ender said happily, "It's great to meet you. Otherwise, I wouldn't know what to do."

Heath looked into the distance.

In the middle of the red forest, a towering white castle was very eye-catching...

...

On the other side, at the entrance lake.

Ferde's gaze fell on the image in the water ball.

The image displayed was the wheat field that Heath had fought before. The flames had been extinguished, and the wheat field was littered with the remains of scarecrows.

Ferde could not help but praise, "This Apprentice's combat ability is pretty good!"

These alchemical lifeforms were personally made by him. Although it was just a casual brush, each scarecrow's offensive ability was still equivalent to that of an advanced Apprentice.

It was not easy for a middle-level Apprentice like him to defeat so many scarecrows.

Ferde asked curiously, "Who taught him?"

Slater explained, "Lord Ferde, he is just an ordinary Apprentice in our Shadow Tower. He doesn't have a teacher yet."

Ferde was stunned. "An ordinary Apprentice?"

To be able to become a middle-level Apprentice before the age of 20, and to have such outstanding combat ability, even in those large Wizard organizations, was already an outstanding performance.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and asked, "What's his bloodline?"

Slater explained, "He's a mudblood."

Ferde understood.

He shook his head and said regretfully, "That's a pity..."

...

At the same time, in the fifth level of the Underdark Treesea.

After saving Ender, Heath immediately headed towards White Castle.

It looked very close, but Heath still walked for three whole days to reach White Castle.

One reason was that this forest was full of magic, and many places were impassable. The entire forest was like a maze, and alchemy creatures were everywhere along the way. It required constant fighting.

The other reason was that he had to carry the burden of Ender.

Ender was only a low-level Apprentice, and his strength was too weak on the fifth floor. Heath had to protect him while fighting, which greatly slowed down his pace.

Three days later, White Castle.

"We're finally here!"

Standing under the drawbridge, Heath raised his head to look at the towering castle, and let out a sigh of relief in his heart. This journey had not been easy.

Just as Heath was about to enter, he suddenly felt something.

He looked in a direction warily. "Who is it?"

Ender was stunned. He glanced at the empty square and could not help but ask, "What did you say, Heath? There's nothing there."

He could not sense anything abnormal mentally either.

Heath ignored him and raised his cross sword. "If you don't show up, Don't blame me for being impolite!"

The air seemed to freeze.

Suddenly, the field of vision on the empty ground blurred and two figures appeared out of nowhere.

At the same time, the spiritual sense that had disappeared was restored.

Ender was shocked. "Invisibility!"

This was a common spell 'Invisibility' in the Wizard World, and it was a relatively high-level kind of invisibility spell. Even spiritual power could be hidden.

There were two figures coming out. One was a short brown-haired male Apprentice, and the other was a weak-looking female Apprentice.

Both of them were wearing the capes of the Labyrinth Academy, which was a Wizard organization in the northern part of the Underdark Treesea.

The male Apprentice's eyes were full of surprise. He asked Heath, "How did you find me?"

Heath replied, "It has nothing to do with you."

Although this level did not seem to be about killing each other, who knew if these guys would attack him for some strange reason? It was better to be cautious.

The male Apprentice did not get angry when he did not get an answer. Instead, he laughed and said, "I was rude. I'm sorry."

After a pause, he introduced himself, "I'm a mid-level Apprentice from Labyrinth Academy, Keane. This is my classmate, Mina, a low-level Apprentice. It's an honor to meet you, Sir Heath."

Heath raised his eyebrows. "You know me?"

Keane said, "The black-haired genius of the Shadow Tower, the Sword Wizard of Twilight Fortress who defeated the high-level Apprentice Pritte by outnumbering him. There are many who know you in the Underdark Treesea."

In fact, although Heath was famous in the past, Keane had only heard of such a person.

The reason why he could recognize him at a glance was mainly because Heath had massacred everyone on the sixth floor a few days ago. Keane had also come up from the sixth floor. He happened to hear about it, so he paid special attention to it.

Pausing for a moment, he said in admiration, "I had thought that you only attracted attention because of the Shadow Tower. Now it seems that the rumors about you are not exaggerated at all."

Theoretically speaking, his invisibility spell could be done without anyone noticing that he was below the Wizard level, but unexpectedly, he saw through it with a glance.

Heath shrugged. Seeing that the other party was so polite, he withdrew his hostility and said, "Your invisibility spell is not bad either."

In fact, he saw through his opponent's invisibility spell not because of the ability of a Wizard, but because of the battle instinct of a Knight. His opponent's invisibility spell was very high-level, and he did not have any reaction in his mind just now.

Keane then asked, "You came here to pass White Castle, right?"

Heath said, "Why?"

Keane said, "In that case, why don't we work together?"