Wizard: I Can Extract Everything

  Chapter 37 037: Blessing (seeking recommendation, seeking collection!)

  After a brief surprise, Heath observed the necklace.

  The inconspicuous necklace in front of me is actually a genuine witchcraft, with a level of intermediate apprenticeship.

  The name of the witchware is called the ghost scout, and its function is to control a ghost to monitor the area within a hundred meters.

  Heath subconsciously injected magic into it, ready to activate it.

  However, the necklace did not respond after the magic was injected.

  He couldn't help taking up the necklace and looking at it, only to find a clear crack on the pendant of the necklace.

  Obviously, this necklace has been damaged.

'it's a pity'

   Fortunately, the complete drawings related to this witchcraft have been extracted by the system, and he can fix it with these drawings.

  ‘When you’re done, let’s go back and fix it! ’

  Heath made a decision silently in his heart.

   Immediately, he put the necklace in his hand and observed it carefully.

  This is a pendant necklace, tied with a silver chain, underneath is a diamond pendant.

  It seems that the pendant is engraved with some pattern, and the wear has been very serious. Heath looked at it for a long time before recognizing that the pattern was in the form of a strange fish.

  ‘This pattern. It should be a wizard from the Golden Islands.’

  Golden Islands, that is another witch domain, the scope is much wider than the dark tree sea, and its influence is much stronger than the dark tree sea.

  ‘That woman’s husband seems to be a sailor on a running boat. He was probably picked up by accident while moving in that sea area’

  The wizarding world has incidents where mortals find wizard items all year round, which is not surprising.

   Immediately, he opened the mouth to explain to the woman: "This necklace is an item of our wizarding world. Your previous illness was caused by it. There is no benefit to wearing it on your body, so I will accept it."

  The woman hurriedly said: "Okay, my lord, thank you, my lord."

  Everyone suddenly realized.

   "It turned out to be like this!"

   "This is the curse of black magic."

   "Thanks to Master Wizard."

  There have been legends on the mainland that ‘wizard’s items have been given black magic, and mortals will be cursed if they touch it’, so everyone is very cautious about sorcerers’ things.

   Immediately, Heath took out a bottle of potion to improve the physique and gave it to the woman: "As a price, this potion is given to you, and it can improve a person's physique."

  This is extracted by Heath from the Life Refining Manual, and the effect is equivalent to the golden blood taken in the Forgotten Land.

  The woman hurriedly pulled the boy to his gratitude: "Thank you, Lord Wizard, thank you, thank you, come on, Allen, Thank Lord Wizard, thank Lord Wizard."

The people around    were envious again.

  Things come to an end.

  Immediately, the earl walked out of the gate, and there was a simple propaganda platform on the steps outside the gate, and the square under the propaganda platform was convenient.

  Earl stood in front of the fence of the propaganda platform and spoke loudly to the people in the square below: "I, Lord Riden, Discroa, I wish everyone here."

  After a long and passionate speech, the earl suddenly gave the right to speak to Heath: ". Now, let the wizard give us blessings."

  Heath was taken aback: "I don't need it anymore."

  He is neither here nor prepared.

  Earl said with a smile: "Master Wizard, let's just say a few words, no matter what you say, everyone will be very happy. You see, everyone here welcomes you and they are looking forward to you."

   "Master Wizard, say something!"

   "Witcher! Wizard!"

  In the square, people shouted the name of Heath, looking excited.

  Heath did not refuse when he saw this, and stepped onto the preaching stage.

  But he really didn't know what to say, so after thinking about it, he raised his right hand with a bang, and summoned a fireball.

  In the eyes of people full of excitement, he raised his right hand and pointed to the sky.

  The fireball made a ‘shoo’, and flew towards the sky like an arrow from the string, and then with a "boom!", it exploded into countless sparks, which fell in the shape of an umbrella.

  At this moment, everyone's sight is firmly grasped by the gorgeous fireworks blooming in the midsummer night sky.

  At this point, Heath offered his blessing: "Happy Holidays to everyone."

  Meanwhile, the Tower of Shadows.

  Jessica walked on the way to the cafeteria, rubbing her sour arms.

  The assessment task she received was to raise scale devil larvae. This kind of dirty and smelly disgusting bug is extremely laborious to take care of, and it is not much better than Ander’s picking screaming fruit.

  ‘If only I could receive a tax mission like Robbins or an outing mission like Heath.’

  Sighing in her heart, Jessica walked into the cafeteria.

  The sound in the cafeteria was much noisier than usual, and the apprentices were whispering as if they were discussing something.

Did something happen?

  Just as Jessica guessed, a shout came from over there: "Jessica, this way!"

  Jessica turned her head and saw Ander.

  After she walked over, she suddenly found Ander smiled and looked very happy.

  This really makes Jessica curious, after all, he has been frowning since the start of the assessment task.

  Jessica couldn’t help asking, "Is there anything new?"

   Ande said: "You guessed it right."

   After a pause, he gloated, "You know? Robbins's idiot was turned into a toad to feed the reptiles by the blood of the Red Devil, hahaha!"

  Jessica was taken aback: "What's the matter?"

   Ande sneered and said, "Who knows how that idiot offends people. Anyway, a person like him deserves to die."

  Jessica raised her brows: "What do you say about the tower?"

  Robins went out to collect taxes on behalf of the Tower of Shadows. This is related to the tower’s pocketbook, and furthermore, it is related to the authority of the tower.

  An apprentice next to him said: “I don’t know yet, it seems that I’m still negotiating, maybe I’m going to fight.”

   Ander said: "It's the best fight. It's best to kill the blood of the Red Devil and share the resources. I've had enough of screaming fruits, **** it!"

  As early as in the tower, Heath was very greedy for the powerful witchcraft in the trading area, but the price of thousands of magic stones made him stay away.

  This unexpected harvest really made him happy, so on the second day after the end of Midsummer Eve, he enthusiastically began to study the witchcraft he had acquired and tried to repair it.

  But after careful study, he found that the internal structure of this witchware was too badly damaged. The sequence of runes had been completely disrupted, and it was really broken.

  A bit of a pictographic metaphor is like a ragged piece of clothing, and patching will no longer work.

  The difficulty of repairing this witchcraft is no less than recreating one.

  Anyway, the drawings are also available, the main materials can be smelted directly with the necklace, and it can be smelted into the style you like.

  So after thinking about it, Heath decided to recreate one directly.

  Collect materials, deduct drawings, and calculate rune arrangements. After a few days of preparation, Heath began to build his first witchcraft.

  A few days later, the cellar laboratory.

  On the ceiling, the oil basin tied by the chain was burning, and the jumping flame lit up the dim basement.

  Nothing has changed in other places, just a row of iron hooks on the left wall.

  On each hook, there is a corpse with clothes removed.

  One of the materials for making ghost scouts is human souls, so Heath commissioned the Earl of Croa to help him get some humans who had just died.

  This is not difficult. Lideng City is a big city full of tens of thousands of people, and people die every day for various reasons.

  In front of the long wooden table, Heath was making final preparations.

  Put two polenta and a sleeping flower together, mash them and put them in a beaker for distillation, and finally mix them with several other materials, and a ‘soul washing water’ is done.

   "Ding!" The sound of the glass test tube hitting the metal shelf.

  Heath lifted the test tube and put it in front of his eyes to examine it carefully. There was some blue liquid medicine floating in the test tube.

  This is the soul washing water, the potion used to wash the soul, and it is used to erase all the emotions of the soul. It is an indispensable material for making ghost scouts.

everything's ready.

   Putting down the soul washing water, Heath waved to the iron hook over there.

   "Wow!" The sound of metal chains rubbing.

  Under the influence of the wizard's hand, a corpse floated up, left the iron hook, floated to the experimental table, and lay flat there.

  This is the corpse of a man. The scar on his neck shows his identity. This is a death row prisoner.

  When the earl gave him the materials, he meticulously wrote down the identity information of each corpse and nailed it to his chest.

  Heath picked it up and read it briefly. As he guessed, this was indeed a death row prisoner who was hanged for **** and killing an eight-year-old girl.

   "Very good material."

  After a round of inspection, Heath was very satisfied with the material.

  Immediately, he officially started.

  He first took a bottle of red potion from the shelf. This is a soul integration potion that can integrate scattered souls.

  The soul is broken after death, and the function of this potion is to regroup the soul.

  Heath pried open the man’s mouth and fed it the potion to drink.

  He then brought a bowl of transparent oil-like viscous liquid, which is soul recovery water, which can awaken the soul of the dead.

  After death, the soul will remain in the world for a period of time, during which the soul recovery water can be effective.

  Heath picked up a small brush and brushed the resuscitation water all over the man's body. This is an important link related to the success of the spell, so he brushed it very carefully, not letting go of every corner.

  It took a few minutes before he finished.

  Immediately, he raised a hand and placed it on the corpse, and at the same time chanted an obscure spell.

  When the last syllable falls, suddenly.

  The lying corpse opened its eyes droopingly.

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  (End of this chapter)