Wizard: I Can Extract Everything

Bloody battlefield, dark cave.

A group of members of the Church of Truth are gathering in the hall, discussing the attack on the Scarlet Fortress.

"...Lars, enough resentful spirits have gathered in the dark swamp recently, let them revive, and the group that gathered the red scorched earth will push them to the bloody fortress together."

"...The thirteenth tidal day is coming soon, how are they Latiqiuna?"

The deacon of the Church of Truth, Prince Bloodbat, asked the dark wizard in front of him.

A dark wizard stepped forward and asked: "There is no news from Mullers for the time being, but Latiqiuna's side received a letter the day before yesterday and has arrived in the Valley of the Dead. Now, it should have been successful..."

"Crash!" At this moment, a voice sounded.

Immediately, a cloud of purple smoke quickly flew into the hall.

The dark wizard said: "I'm back!"

This is exactly the flying spell that Latiqiuna often uses.

The purple smoke passed through the long passage all the way, and soon fell into the hall. The smoke twisted and changed and quickly turned into a figure, it was Latiqiuna.

However, there was a stagger under the feet of Latina, who had just appeared, and she fell straight ahead.

The dark wizards in the hall looked at each other.

The blood bat prince stepped forward quickly: "What happened? Latiqiuna, where is Alf? Why didn't you come back with you?"

Latiqiuna breathed heavily for a while, and then stood up with difficulty.

She gritted her teeth: "Missed, Alf was left behind."

"what!"

All the dark wizards were shocked.

The blood bat prince frowned: "There are high wizards stationed in the valley of the dead? Is it a great elves sent by the elves?"

Latina shook her head: "No."

"It's a wizard I haven't seen before, he's not strong, he's just a junior wizard, but he has mastered rules spells. Alf was left unprepared, including me, who gave away a dark egg."

Dark Egg, a kind of soul substitute substance, after signing a contract with a wizard, when the wizard dies, it can be reborn with the help of the dark egg.

The crowd frowned.

It was only then that everyone noticed that there was still some afterbirth material left on Latiqiuna's body, apparently just recovered.

"Junior wizard? Mastered the rules spells?"

"real or fake?"

"Which family's genius?"

Latiqiuna's words immediately caused a sensation among the dark wizards. The rule-based spell is definitely a powerful spell that every wizard dreams of. It can be said to be the biggest pursuit of spells before the stigmata.

At this time, a wizard suddenly said: "Last time, Mullers' student was also blocked by a wizard and failed. I heard that the combat power is also very good. Is it the same person this time?"

"Hey, I also remembered, that's what happened."

"I heard that he was still a knight."

Everyone looked at Latina.

Latiqiuna nodded: "The kid who blocked us will also use those tricks of humans."

"I see!"

"It doesn't seem to be wrong, it's a person!"

The blood bat prince's face became gloomy: "Quiet!"

"The 13th tidal day is coming, and now that Anavis' bloodline is still intact, how long are you going to waste time on these messes?"

The crowd fell silent.

The blood bat prince continued: "This matter must be dealt with immediately..."

"Crash!" At this moment, a crisp sound sounded.

"Mulles, it's Mullers who is back."

A cloud of black smoke flew in quickly from outside the cave, and soon landed in the center of the cave. The black smoke turned into a figure, which was Mullers.

After standing still, Mullers immediately saluted, "Deacon."

The blood bat prince raised his hand and asked quickly: "Okay, Mullers, Latiqiuna's side failed,

How are you here? You won't let me down again, am I right? "

Mullers glanced at Latina, his tone full of contempt: "Oh, some people will fail too?"

Latiqiuna snorted coldly and said nothing.

Mullers immediately took out a potion bottle from the space pocket, which contained bright red liquid.

He handed the bottle up and said, "I, Mullers, never disappoints."

The blood bat prince took the potion bottle: "Hahaha, good!"

"This time I want to see, what else can the Scarlet Fortress do to stop the tide of resentment!"

...

Two weeks later, in the bloody battlefield, in the valley of the dead, in Heath's laboratory tent.

"Gudugudu!" A crisp voice sounded.

Inside the black pot, colorful liquids tumbled endlessly, and large swathes of gray-white smoke gushed out.

In front of the black pot, Heath was mixing all kinds of bizarre materials into it.

On one side of the tent, lay a fat and strong figure, it was the dark wizard Alfr who had been captured by Hiss before.

But at this moment, Alf's pupils have been dilated, and there is no elemental fluctuation on his body. Obviously, there is no sound.

After bringing Alf back that day, Heath interrogated him, and without any reason for the interrogation, he extracted his soul and sent it to the fortress with a raven, while the rest of the body was used by Heath as a Experimental Materials.

A wizard-level corpse, and a wizard of the body transformation department, this is a rare material.

With this material, Hiss just completed a dark spell that he had always wanted to try——

Soul servant.

This is a very high-level dark spell, cutting part of one's own soul into specific materials, so as to make a servant that can be dispatched at will.

Hiss was very interested in this spell a long time ago, but this spell requires a lot of soul power, so he never tried it.

Until recently, through continuous efforts, his soul alienation degree has reached 30%.

After the soul alienation degree is 30%, there are already many things that can be manipulated in the soul, and cutting the soul is one aspect of it.

Just at this time, the dark wizard himself came to the door, so Heath thought about it, and decided to use the corpse of the dark wizard to make his own soul servant.

"Ghost grass 15g..."

"3 Necronomicon Flowers..."

In the room, Heath threw various ingredients into the black pot in front of him. As the black pot was stirred, the liquid was changing rapidly.

When the last ingredient was put in, the liquid in the black pot finally stabilized. At this time, a pure black liquid remained in the pot, like melted vinyl.

"Wow!~" A strange voice sounded, like the cry of a child.

These black glue-like liquids quickly twisted and changed, squirming like worms in the pot.

Heath brought a potion bottle and filled all these liquids.

He was about to change it gently, with a satisfied smile on his face: "It's done, the soul differentiates the magic liquid..."

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