Wizard: I Can Extract Everything

Here is an altar, and a beam of light shoots straight into the sky from below the altar.

Likewise, an unfamiliar land was vaguely visible overhead.

The clown pointed to the beam and said: "There is the passage to the fifth floor, and you can reach the fifth floor by standing on the altar."

After a pause, it suddenly said: "But I suggest you stop your steps, my friend."

Heath raised his eyebrows.

The clown explained: "This area is a treasure burial place, and treasures will appear here at any time."

"And it is forbidden for apprentices to kill each other. You don't need to worry about any danger, just do your best to dig the treasure chest."

"Witchcraft, potions, spells, magic stones, rare materials, everything."

After a pause, the clown continued: "And if you go up."

"The future will be uncertain."

Heath shook his head: "I don't think about stopping."

There is no hesitation about this. In the past two days, they have also opened a few treasure chests one after another. Whether it is witch tools or spells, they are only low-level apprentice level, and these things are not very helpful to him.

What he needs now is to win, not mix things up.

Having said that, he walked forward.

However, after walking for a while, he found that Jessica and Jenny remained motionless.

He turned his head: "You two?"

The two of them also received tips from their respective clowns.

Jessica hesitated for a while, and said slightly bitterly: "Heath, my clown just gave me advice, it wants me to stay, I thought about it and decided to accept its advice."

The land of trials must be more difficult as it goes on.

However, she was already in danger on the road ahead, and if it hadn't happened to meet Heath, she would have already left.

And Heath couldn't have been walking with them all the time, and they didn't want to follow Heath all the time.

His purpose is the end,

There have been several treasure chests in the past two days, but they were all rejected by Heath without hesitation because they were far away, which made her feel distressed for a while.

And if she didn't follow Heath and move forward, she really didn't have that confidence.

Jenny next to her also nodded: "I also decided to stay. I don't know what will happen ahead. I guess I don't have the ability to move forward."

"Since it fails at the time, it's better to close it when it's good, and dig some treasures here to bring back."

After seeing this, Heath stopped talking, nodded and walked forward.

However, after walking out, he found that the clown did not keep up.

The clown said: "Friend, I can only accompany you here, and the rest of the journey can only rely on yourself."

All right.

Without saying anything, Heath stood in the beam of light at the center of the altar.

A strange magic force inexplicably acted on him, and his body began to slowly rise, leaving the ground and heading towards the land above his head.

on the ground.

Jessica, Jenny, and the Joker all waved to Heath and sent their blessings.

"You have to cheer up, Heath, and go on for our share to the end."

"We believe that if it were you, it would definitely be possible."

"Good luck, my friend!"

As the Hiss rose higher and higher, the people on the ground became smaller and smaller, and soon disappeared from his field of vision.

After rising like this for a few minutes, land arrived.

"Click!" The sound of boots falling to the ground.

Heath looked up and looked around, it was still a forest.

It is different from the birds and flowers on the seventh floor, and it is not like the greenery on the sixth floor.

The fifth floor is a red forest.

Surrounded by golden leaves, the fallen leaves piled up in a thick layer on the ground, and the whole world turned red.

The blood-like setting sun hung in the sky, and the slanting light fell down.

"Hoohoo!~"

A gust of wind blew at just the right moment, rolling up a few dead leaves on the ground.

A little cooler in the air.

Heath pulled on his cloak and was about to set foot on the road, but just then.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The dull bell rang suddenly, as if to announce the arrival of some kind of time.

The hourglass placed in the space pocket of Heath suddenly glowed slightly, and flew out of the space pocket, standing in front of Heath.

"Has the sand started to fall?"

He looked at the hourglass, but saw that the growing sand in the hourglass had stopped and began to flow down slowly.

Inexplicably, Heath suddenly felt a sense of urgency in his heart.

"This seems to be the fifth floor..."

"And what about the four three two one ahead? How far can this time go?"

"Forget it, let's go first, it's useless to tangle."

Shaking his head, Heath opened his legs and continued to walk forward...

At the same time, the apprentices on each floor of the dark secret realm trial heard the bell ringing.

At the same time, their hourglasses flowed slowly.

The trial has also entered the countdown...

...

On the other side, the entrance to the lake.

Field, who was meditating, heard the bell and slowly opened his eyes.

A smile appeared on his face: "The time has begun, how will these little guys choose?"

"Is it going upwards and going to get a chance to reach the finish line?"

"Or do you just take it as soon as you see it, stay where you are, and use the rest of your time to take advantage of it as much as possible?"

"It's hard to choose, isn't it?"

...

At the same time, the dark secret realm, the fifth floor.

After crossing the road paved with fallen leaves, Heath came to a wide wheat field.

Knee-length wheat ears grow in the middle of the ridge, swaying gently with the breeze, undulating like a flowing ocean.

"Hey!" Suddenly, a sharp sound of breaking wind sounded.

But I saw a straw shot at an extremely fast speed.

The early warning response has been ineffective at all, and Heath did not notice this danger at all.

"Crash!"

At a critical moment, the Mimic Shield naturally emerged, forming an eggshell in front of Hiss.

"boom!"

The straw hit the Mimic Shield with a rumbling sound, and the entire Mimic Shield shook suddenly.

The Mimic Shield, which has always been watertight, was blasted out with a fist-sized hole, and the remaining straw was swiftly and skinless and shot directly in front of him.

Heath was startled and hurriedly tilted his head.

The straw brushed past his cheek, with a trace of blood on his face.

In the ridge in front, there was a scarecrow suddenly, with a big pumpkin head and a body tied with yellow straw, which looked very unpleasant.

"Zheng!" A loud chime sounded.

The cross sword suddenly came out of its sheath and went straight to the scarecrow in front.

The scarecrow raised his hand, and the machine-gun-like straw shot straight at Heath.

He was about to be shot into a sieve, but at this moment, Heath's body suddenly accelerated in the air, pulling out an afterimage.

He got close to the scarecrow, slashed with a sword, and at the same time a fireball spewed out.

"Crack!"

"boom!"

Two syllables sounded, and the cross sword and the fireball hit the scarecrow at the same time.

One of the scarecrow's arms was cut off, and at the same time, the fireball instantly swept through the scarecrow's body. In the sizzling sound, the scarecrow quickly ignited into a flame.

After a while, the scarecrow had been burnt out, leaving a small blue stone in place, like some kind of gem.

"Is this Alchemy Life?"

Heath picked up the gem and looked at it for a while, and quickly recognized the identity of this stone.

He held the alchemy gem: "Extract."

"Di, the extraction was successful, the spiritual power put away the gem, Heath touched the blood line on his cheek, and since the establishment of the mimetic shield, this is the first time he has been injured.

Hiss said with lingering fear: "The attack is really scary enough."

While speaking, he glanced at the wreckage in the field: "Fortunately, the defense is not very good..."

"Crash!"

Heath just breathed a sigh of relief, when a clattering sound suddenly sounded.

But he saw the wheat field trembling, and the next scene made Heath involuntarily stunned.

Between the ridges, one after another scarecrow stood up from the golden ears of wheat, and there were no less than a hundred heads at a glance.