Wizard: I Can Extract Everything

  Chapter 110, 107: Provocation

  Heath does not deny that the reason for wanting to kill each other is that apart from the fact that the two of them have the same attributes, the other's magic stone pocket is also a major inducement.

  He didn't think it was shameful.

  From an ideological point of view, the dark wizards are dedicated to destroying this world. Their thinking and concepts do not bring any positive meaning to the world at all. They kill purely for the sake of killing, an extreme anti-social personality.

  In terms of rules, reporting the dark wizard is the responsibility and obligation of every wizard.

  If it is in peacetime, the head of the black wizard can easily be exchanged for a large amount of magic stones at any wizard stronghold.

  In short, for various reasons, this vote was decided by Heath, and it's done!

  After making a decision, Heath began to prepare for the battle.

  He first took out the hound's nose he got from the secret realm.

  As its name says, this witchcraft is made to simulate the olfactory function of canine animals. When assembled, it can greatly strengthen the wizard’s olfactory function, and the target can be easily tracked even if it is hundreds of miles away.

  Heath put on the nose of the hound, first recorded the body scent of the fat man, and then retreated into the forest to start the pre-war arrangement.

  The art of war extracted from the Earl of Croa has said: plan and then move.

  Heath’s character will not fight insecure battles.

   Judging from the combat abilities demonstrated by the fat man just now, he should be the body system among the three major combat systems of the wizard.

  This type of wizard focuses on various body modifications, organ transplants, bloodline enhancement, and greatly enhances his own three-dimensional attributes, purely through powerful physical means to fight.

  As a knight, it is relatively easy to judge the physical attributes of the opponent.

  Heath speculated that the fat man’s strength should not be less than 50 points, and his physique needs to be observed for the time being. If he is agile, he should be on par with him in terms of mobility.

  50 strength, more than 20 agility, and unknown physique.

  This level is already quite a terrifying monster. Under the premise of not unlocking the seal of the higher apprentice, Heath is not completely sure that he can win the opponent.

  As for unlocking the seal and fighting, that is his biggest hole card and the biggest secret besides the extraction system. It is impossible for him to expose unless it is a last resort.

  A few days later, at night, north of the Soul Forest, somewhere in the woods.

   "Boom! Boom! Boom!" The violent explosion sound reverberated in the woods, fireballs, frost, lightning, wind blades, all kinds of magic light beams back and forth in the woods, lighting up the dark night sky.

  There seems to be a battle going on in the woods.

  The two sides are at war. One side is a team composed of more than a dozen low-level, middle-level, and even one high-level apprentices. The coat of arms on the cloak shows their identities.

  Cult of Light, it is a tiny organization of wizards living around the soul forest.

  Only one person fought with them. It was an apprentice with a big mouth in his chest like a monster.

   Gathering crowds to bully the widows, but the Cult of Light did not take advantage of it at all. Instead, they were beaten by the single apprentice.

   "Flame!"

  In the sound of a brief spell, a basketball-sized fireball flew out of the hands of an apprentice of the Cult of the Light, and flew towards Grice in an arc.

  Faced with the flying fireball, Grice did not evade, letting the fireball explode on his body.

  The flames quickly swept through his body, but apart from the remaining fragments of the cloak being burned, there was no harm left on Grice's body, and even the skin had never been darker.

  Looking at this terrifying scene, the Cult of Light was almost desperate.

   "Weird. Monster!"

   "This is a monster! A monster!"

Amidst the apprentices’ exclamations, Grice laughed, like a toad, a vertical leap threw the apprentice who released the fireball to the ground, then grabbed the apprentice and stuffed it into the mouth on his chest. He ate it with a few clicks.

The apprentices of   Cult of Light reddened their eyes and roared hysterically.

   "Al!!!"

   "Hermon!!! I want your life!!!"

  Everyone tried their best to release the magic wands in their hands.

  However, in the face of the absolute power gap, their attacks were completely futile. Except for a few more powerful spells, Grice would give a hand, and the remaining spells seemed to be tickling him.

  After a round of attacks, instead of causing him the slightest harm, on the contrary, there were a few more corpses on the spot.

  The apprentice of the Light Cult is desperate.

  The advanced apprentice Paul, who had just taken over the position of the witch master, pulled his sister Silia and handed her a cross-shaped, golden scepter, which is the scepter of the witch of the sect of light.

  Paul resolutely said: "Siliya, take the scepter of light and leave here, after my death, you will automatically take over as the witch lord of the sect of light!"

  Xiliya’s eyes filled with tears, she shook her head vigorously and said, "No, no."

  Paul red eyes: "Please, my sister!"

  The former shaman of the Cult of Light, that is, Paul’s mentor, had led people to fight with other shaman organizations in the first two days. Now here is all the power of the Cult of Light.

  As the witch master, Paul would never allow the Cult of Light to be ruined in his own hands.

  He pushed Xi Liya hard: "Quickly go!!!"

   After talking, he rushed back to the battlefield without looking back, and blocked Grice with his companions.

  Xiliya burst into tears, but watching her compatriots keep making sacrifices just to give her a ray of life, she finally stopped hesitating, gritted her teeth, and ran away holding the Witch’s Sovereign Rod.

  However, before she could run far away, Grice over there laughed: "Want to run?"

After saying that, a pair of big hands swept forward and knocked out the two apprentices who were blocking the road in front. Then a big mouth on his chest, a long and big scarlet tongue suddenly stretched out straight, and it was instantly rolled into Xi Liya's. ankle.

Before Xi Liya had time to react, she was curled up by the scarlet tongue and pulled back.

   "No!!!" Paul's eyes were splitting.

   Seeing Xi Liya feed her belly is inevitable, but at this moment.

   "Zheng!" The crisp sound, like when a thin metal vibrates.

  A dazzling cold light suddenly lit up in the darkness, like a lightning that tore the night sky, and like the light at dawn!

  A figure suddenly appeared in the forest, and a black cross sword swept across the scarlet tongue.

   can only hear ‘poof! With a bang, the scarlet tongue, which was still unmoving against the crowd's spells, was cut open in an instant, and the curled Xi Liya also fell.

  At this time, she panicked, holding the scepter completely at a loss.

  Until the sound of that sound.

   "Miss, I guess you need help now."

  She raised her head subconsciously, and greeted her with a pair of stars-like eyes, with a gentle smile on her handsome face.

  He is brave and brave, holding a sword in one hand, and helping her in the other. His black cloak is hunting and dancing in the night breeze, and there is an indescribable aura from all over his body.

  Inexplicably, Xi Liya suddenly felt relieved.

  She reached out and grabbed the man's hand extended: "Thank you."

  But at this moment, Gricey's voice in the back rang again: "Where did the **** bug come from, dare to hurt me!"

  Hearing this voice, Xi Liya's face turned pale, and her body trembled violently.

  The remaining members of the Cult of Light in the surrounding area are also shaking all over, as if standing still unsteady.

  In front of the terrifying devil, everyone was heartbroken.

  But soon Xi Liya discovered that the man in front of her did not have the slightest fear in her eyes.

  He didn't even pay attention to the demon, but first comforted himself: "You're welcome, no gentleman's man will turn a deaf ear to the crying lady."

  Ignored Grice burst into a blue vein on his forehead.

  Just as his patience was about to reach its extreme, Heath's eyes were finally placed on Grice's body.

  He casually grabbed the sword in one hand and shook out two sword flowers in the air, with a ridiculous ridicule hanging from the corner of his mouth, with a look of contempt and disdain.

He said contemptuously: "The last person who yelled at me has become the ghost of my sword, and if you don't kowtow to this young lady, I will cut you into pieces and chop them to feed the dog. "

  　 Thank you [World Hokage] and [08a] for your rewards, thank you very much.

  (End of this chapter)