Wizard: I Can Extract Everything

After staring at each other silently for a while...

"haven't seen you for a long time!"

Unanimous voices sounded in the corridor.

It seems that neither of them expected the other, and they were all stunned after the sound.

Shirley froze in place, a little overwhelmed.

Heath walked over, put on a smile, and said hello: "Long time no see."

Xue Li nodded and said hello again: "Long time no see."

After he finished speaking, he stopped talking.

Well, the scene was as cold as before, and Shirley looked at him stupidly with big eyes.

Heath sighed: I knew...

Speechless in his heart, he opened his mouth and said, "I've come back to find Witch Cassandra for something."

Shelly said, "Oh."

Heath said: "So, let's just say goodbye?"

Shirley nodded: "Yeah."

Heath stepped forward, but Shirley was still standing there.

As if it was an illusion, he seemed to feel that her mood was a little low at the moment of passing by.

It wasn't until Heath walked out for a while that Shirley, who was half a beat, continued on the road.

"Da da da..."

"Da da da..."

Two footsteps sounded again, one was crisp and the other seemed to be procrastinating.

After walking for a while, Heath seemed to have thought of something and suddenly stopped.

He turned his head and shouted to Shirley behind him: "We will hold a banquet at the Green Manluo Hut tonight, come together when you have time!"

Shirley turned her head with a puzzled expression.

Heath thought she didn't understand, so he repeated it again: "I said, we are going to hold a banquet at the Green Manluo Hut tonight, Ender and Jessica are all coming, if you have time, come together. "

Shirley said, "Oh...oh!"

She repeated it too, accentuating the ending.

The two sides quit.

Heath continued on, crossing the long corridor in front of him and reaching the end of the corridor.

Here is a large door with an oil painting on it. The painting is a fat middle-aged man in a jazz hat and a red button-down shirt. He looks like a court etiquette officer. An air of sultry oozes out.

The strange thing is that this painting is alive, and the fat middle-aged man in it is looking at it with a small mirror.

This is the ghost Glany. It is said that he used to be a nobleman of the Sixteen Kingdoms at the forest edge. He offended a wizard in the Tower of Shadows on a trip, so he was turned into a ghost and placed in the photo frame by the other party. Used to manage doors.

Heath walked over and said, "I'm here to see the Cassandra witch."

Glennie on the wall was still looking in the mirror, and said nonchalantly, "Is there an appointment?"

Heath said: "No, tell her for me..."

The voice did not fall,

Glennie snorted softly and interrupted with disdain: "No appointment? Did you come and tell me about your grandma's dentures without an appointment?"

"What a noble status, Lord Witch, how could a nameless person like you see it if he wants to see it?"

Heath frowned.

He suddenly understood why this product was hanging on the wall.

He didn't talk nonsense, just released the wizard strength that he had deliberately concealed.

wizard!

What a powerful energy that is.

Even if it's just a little bit, it's extremely terrifying.

Glennie immediately felt a powerful spiritual force sweeping towards him, like a tsunami.

"Bang!" a voice.

The small mirror in Gleny's hand fell to the ground in fright.

He put five fingers in his mouth, and said shiveringly, "Wizard...Wizard..."

"Oh! My God! Wizard!"

He shivered and crawled in the painting, lowered his head to the ground, and begged repeatedly: "Master wizard, Glenn knows he is wrong, Glenn is a bastard, you can spare Glenn, and Glenn won't do it again. I dare not..."

Are you so cowardly?

Seeing him so funny, Heath couldn't help but want to tease him.

But before he could implement it, a voice sounded.

"Okay, you're already a wizard, and you're still struggling with a ghost, don't you think it's a drop in price?"

Heath quickly restrained himself.

The voice continued, "Gleni, let him in."

The ghost Grenée was granted amnesty.

He hurriedly said: "Yes, follow your will, the supreme witch master."

"Sir, please come in."

With a "squeak" sound, the closed door finally opened to both sides.

After passing through the gate, Heath came to a strange space.

At this moment, he was on a platform, with the center of the tower in front of him, and the sorcerer's room above, but it was hollow, with no upward stairs, no corridors, and nothing.

And there is a spell that prohibits flying here. As soon as he enters here, Heath feels that the flying rune is suppressed by some kind of force.

If there are no stairs and you can't fly, how do you go up?

"Clap clap clap!"

While Heath was surprised, the sound of wings flapping suddenly sounded in the sky.

Then I saw a piece of strange slate flying up.

The appearance of these slates is not much different from ordinary slates. The strange thing is that they all have a pair of small wings, and there are mouths on the slates.

The flying slates lined up in a long line, overlapping one by one in front of Heath, forming a spiral upward staircase.

"Step on me!"

"Step on me!"

"Step on me!"

The slates shouted cheerfully and greeted Heath enthusiastically.

Heath was not polite and stepped on it immediately.

And just after he stepped on the slate, these slates quickly fanned their small wings again, and at the same time the entire spiral staircase quickly spun up, winding up quickly with the Hiss.

In a moment, Heath had come to the top floor.

There is also a platform here, and he immediately walked up to it.

"See you!"

"See you!"

"See you!"

The slates shouted again and again, and then fluttered their little wings and scattered.

Heath looked back.

"Is this a flying slate? The creation of ancient wizards, so there really are such strange creatures..."

This is the first time he has seen this kind of slate.

Then he continued to walk forward.

There was only a long, long corridor in front, with pieces of metal armor standing on both sides of the corridor.

It looks like it's just an ordinary castle decoration, but Heath knows it's not. These are real alchemy puppets, and each of them has a very strong fighting power. Even a wizard like him will feel a chill down his spine. .

Heath couldn't help but secretly startled.

'Such a behemoth really lost because of a three-ring scroll? ’

With his mind wandering, he crossed the corridor.

At the end of the corridor there is a large door, and a stone sign is hung on one side of the door, with the words "Wizard Master's Room" written on it.

Just as Heath came to the gate, the gate creaked and opened to both sides...

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