Wizard: I Can Extract Everything

Here is a large and large sheepskin tent. There are several corpses scattered around the tent. The tent has been opened halfway, revealing the scene under the tent.

Inside is a big soft bed, a man and a woman, two naked figures lying on the bed.

Judging from the telepathy, the man was the wizard of the enemy army.

Galio and a few knights had already surrounded the place, holding the cross sword and rushing forward at any time.

The man on the bed was shocked and angry, and shouted in anger: "You damn bugs, how dare you offend the noble wizard, if you dare to step forward, I swear, I will rot your body and torture your soul. !"

The man's words obviously still had a great impact.

Hesitation and worry could be seen on the faces of the knights surrounding them, and they did not dare to rush forward.

"What happened?" At this moment, Heath came over.

Galio was amnesty and hurriedly saluted: "Master Wizard."

After a pause, he cautiously said to Heath: "I heard from the soldiers, this should be the wizard of the enemy army."

Heath nodded, and then said: "Leave this to me, you can take people to organize an attack, the commander of the enemy army has just been killed by me, take his head and let the soldiers here surrender!"

"Yes."

Hearing Heath's words, the face of the woman next to the wizard suddenly changed.

She hurriedly said to the wizard: "Master wizard, we can't let them leave here, we have to control the situation quickly!"

The wizard looked fierce, but did not speak.

Seeing this scene, Heath couldn't help squinting his eyes, looking thoughtful.

The knights left quickly.

Heath stood where he was, but did not step forward rashly, but looked at the man in front of him.

And at this sight, he couldn't help but be stunned.

'This...isn't this the wizard from the auction? ’

He glanced around, and sure enough, not far away, he found a bone staff with a skull inlaid, which was the official witch tool [Necromancer] at the auction.

'So that's the case, it's this guy who has been fighting for so long, fate is really tricking people...'

While Heath was stunned, the wizard spoke up.

He angrily shouted at Heath: "You damn, despicable little apprentice, you have the guts of a bear and a leopard, and you dare to offend me Pritt, even with your low-level apprentice's magic power. against me?"

Heath pulled back his thoughts of running away.

He narrowed his eyes, and suddenly said meaningfully: "If it's a head-to-head match, of course I'm not sure that I can win in your hands, but now... I think your state is not very good?"

Pritt's brows trembled involuntarily.

Heath didn't talk nonsense. When he raised his hand, a fireball was thrown directly at Pritt.

Pritt's face suddenly turned white, he quickly raised his hand, and the blood-colored shield he had seen on the battlefield before appeared in front of him.

"Boom!" A sound.

The fireball exploded on the shield into a sky full of sparks.

Although the fireball was blocked, Pritt's body was also shaken heavily, and his face was involuntarily white, and he looked completely lethargic.

The blood-colored shield it was controlling suddenly dimmed a lot.

Seeing that, Heath's eyes lit up, because he judged Pritt's current situation at a glance——

This stuff has no magic!

After careful calculation, he was controlling the undead army and summoning the pouring rain, all of which were formal-level spells. With the strength of his high-level apprentice to cast this level of spells, the magic power was taken away as a matter of course.

I am afraid that there is only a little remaining magic power left to maintain defensive spells.

'What good luck! ’

There's nothing more to say next,

Wizards are of course scary, but wizards who cannot cast spells are not much stronger than ordinary people.

However, to be conservative, Heath did not rush forward rashly, but attacked Pritt with a fireball and the hand of a wizard from a distance.

After doing this several times, the blood-colored shield in front of Pritt could no longer hold on to the sound of 'bang', and it exploded into bloody water.

With the collapse of the blood shield, Pritt also suffered great mental damage, his face suddenly turned white, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He staggered onto the bed, looking like he had passed out.

Heath still kept his guard and did not rush forward, but grabbed a cross sword with the hand of the wizard and shot it there.

Seeing that the cross sword was about to approach the door, at this moment, a black gas suddenly surged from a corpse on the ground, followed by an explosion with a 'boom'.

Like an exploding grenade, the pieces of the corpse erupted suddenly, mixed with flesh and blood, and the powerful waves flew straight to the flying cross sword.

A large pit with a diameter of two or three meters has already appeared on the spot.

Seeing this scene, Heath couldn't help but cursed in a low voice: "Despicable tricks, really insidious enough!"

With such a powerful power, if he just stepped forward recklessly, I am afraid that even with the protection of the Mimic Shield, he would have to suffer a lot of damage.

Fortunately, this spell seems to be the limit of Pritt.

After using it, he shook violently, lying on the bed looking weak and unable to move any longer.

Heath raised his hands.

"Clang clang!" A cold voice intertwined with metal sounded.

Several cross swords scattered on the ground slowly flew into the air.

The razor-sharp blade radiated a burst of bright cold light under the light of the beating fire, and the person who directly hit it shivered.

Pritt was finally scared now.

He hurriedly said: "Don't, don't kill me,"

His face was as pale as paper, and he said terribly: "You...you...you can't kill me! I...I am a member of the...Otheran family, my family will not let you go if you kill me. yours!"

Pritt's remarks indeed caused Heath to hesitate for a moment.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw Pritt's eyes.

Very malicious look.

so...

It can only be this way!

Heath waved his right hand down.

"Shhhhhh!"

A series of cramped winds rang out, and the cross swords flying in the air shot at Pritt on the bed from all directions.

"Puff puff!" The sound of metal cutting into the flesh sounded one after another.

Several crossed swords penetrated Pritt's heart, limbs, and trunk, firmly nailing it to the bed.

Pritt's eyes were wide open, and his eyes were full of disbelief, as if he could not believe his death, Heath actually dared to kill him.

He opened his mouth: "You..."

Before he finished speaking, his head tilted to the side, and there was no sound.

The woman sitting next to Pritt was stunned, her blood-stained face completely filled with horror.

"what!!!!!"

She turned pale and let out a piercing scream.

So far.

The picture of war opens under this night sky,

In the sky of the fire, the panicked Lake soldiers ran back and forth.

Some had just rushed out of the camp with their bare bottoms, some hurriedly holding weapons, tremblingly looking for their commander, and some had lost their will to fight, squatting on the ground with their heads folded and crying.

The screams of killing, the collision of weapons, the screams, and the screams of women resounded throughout.

tonight.

Destined to be a sleepless night!