Wizard: I Can Extract Everything Chapter 179

Chapter 179 176: Messenger

This day, Heath is busy in the laboratory.

"Why is the pH of mugwort so high?"

"Try adding a little starlight grass"

"Weird thing, is there a problem with the arrangement of Baghd's runes? How about replacing it with the arrangement of Kasa runes?"

In front of the long wooden table, Heath was busy between a pile of bottles and cans, shaking the test tube from time to time, and for a while, putting some strange materials into the beaker.

"His!~His!~" At this moment, there was a sudden hiss outside the window.

At the same time, a wave of elemental fluctuations spread out, the fluctuations were very weak, and even the energy to trigger the alarm switch could not be reached.

what?

Heath put down the test tube in his hand and looked out the window.

Then I saw a big python appearing outside the window, and it was crawling up along the mottled exterior wall.

Coming to the window sill, the big snake curled its tail and raised its head. While spitting out the snake letter, he said, "Does Heath Noon live here?"

Heath said: "I am."

Orochi looked very happy: "Oh, I finally found you. It's really not easy on this road!"

Heath raised his eyebrows: "Your Excellency?"

Orochi introduced himself briefly: "My name is Carla, and I am a messenger. Here is a letter from you."

After saying that, its big mouth opened up and down, and then his abdomen bulged and quickly rolled out toward the throat, and soon an egg was spit out on the wooden table.

With a "click", the egg shell opened. There was no egg yolk inside, but a letter.

The big snake flicked its tail and pushed the letter to Heath: "This is your letter, His Excellency Heath Noon."

Heath took the letter and asked casually: "Who sent it to me?"

Orochi said: "The Tower of Shadows."

Heath was taken aback for a moment. He looked down, and indeed saw the emblem belonging to the Tower of Shadows in the lower right corner of the letter.

He opened the letter and read it.

Soon, the letter is finished reading, and Heath can't help but frown.

This is a call for the Tower of Shadows.

The content mentioned above is roughly the same as the wizards of the two Order Towers yesterday, and it was also for the purpose of conscripting him to a place called the 'Blood Battlefield'.

Putting down the letter, Heath asked: "What is this Scarlet Battlefield?"

Orochi shook his head: "I'm just a messenger. You can't expect a messenger to know what's written in the letter, but I can suggest that you directly ask the wizard who sent you the letter."

It's still up to you.

Heath nodded, took out two magic stones and handed them over: "Thank you."

Orochi saw the magic stone, a pair of snake pupils suddenly lit up, and swallowed the two magic stones with his mouth facing forward.

"Thank you, you are the most generous wizard I have ever seen."

It thanked one party piously, and then twisted the big snake around and retreated quickly along the way it had come.

Returning to the chair, Heath looked at the letter in his hand and fell into deep thought.

This scarlet battlefield.

What is ?

In the afternoon, Paul came to Heath to report the plague on Cavalin's side. Heath accidentally raised the issue of the Scarlet Battlefield with him, but he did not expect to find the answer here.

"Blood Battlefield?" Paul's expression changed obviously.

Heath raised his eyebrows: "You know?"

Paul nodded: "I once heard my mentor mention that it seems that because of something, our wizards on the west coast have to fight the forest tribe every once in a while. The place of the war is on the Scarlet Battlefield."

Heath was a little surprised: "The Forest Clan?"

The Forest tribe, like the Sea tribe, belongs to one of the nine major races. They are also the races that wizards come into contact with more often. For example, the raven and the serpent that brought the letter before are all the wisdom species of the forest tribe.

However, as far as Heath knew, the relationship between the forest tribe and their wizards should be pretty good.

Paul was a little embarrassed: "More specifically, I don't know too much, it seems that there is an agreement between the two races, or something."

Heath did not continue to ask: "Okay, I get it."

He is quite knowledgeable among wizards. Even he doesn't know about this matter, and it is even more impossible for Paul to know it.

Paul then asked: "Then how do you decide Heath? Are you going?"

Heath hesitated.

If he goes, he definitely doesn't want to go. This is a battlefield or something, it is not a fun thing to hear.

But it's not a question of whether he wants to go or not.

Heath looked at the letter in his hand.

In the lower right corner of the letter, there is a strange pattern, like the entangled pattern of the roots of a tree, and behind the roots are a pair of overlapping magic wands.

Dominator coat of arms

Dark Sea of Trees currently has no new ruler. From a legal point of view, the Tower of Shadows still has a rulership, and it is understandable to exercise authority.

And the conscription order issued by the master, but all wizards in the dark land, whether organized or unorganized, as long as they live in this land, must accept the conscription unconditionally.

If it is not accepted, it will be treated as a black wizard.

Paul said: "The Tower of Shadows is like that. Why do you care about them? If you want me to say, just leave it alone and burn the letter to completion."

Heath shook his head: "It's not that simple."

Before, he had always felt that the Tower of Shadows was probably not good enough, but after yesterday's incident of the Tower of Order, Heath felt that it might not be what he thought.

Darkland Who is the wizard who dominates the Darkland does not count, but the Tower of Order says it.

As for the py relationship between the Tower of Shadow, the Tower of Order, and even this war, Heath doesn't know. Anyway, from the beginning of this war, he felt a weirdness. It was definitely not a simple push to the shadows. The tower is that simple.

In short.

The Tower of Shadows is still a legal ruler. If Heath wants to mix here, he must accept their call.

Heath said: "I'll take a look first."

Paul said: "Then be careful, I heard my instructor say that this **** battlefield seems to be very dangerous"

Heath nodded: "I see."

After a pause, he continued: "Also, let me deal with the plague on Cavalin's side. I'll go and see what's going on."

Kavalin, where the plague occurred, happened to be near the Shadow Land.

Paul said: "Yes."

Heath did not have the habit of delay. The day after he made the decision, he simply packed up his bag and set off for Kavalin.

This is a town in the northwestern part of the Na'vi Kingdom. It is on the edge of the sea of dark trees. It is only two days away from the Shadow Land. The wizards of the Shadow Tower have come out here to buy supplies.

Two days later, the kingdom of Nawi, Kavalin.

"Boom! Boom!" The solemn bell of the auditorium rang, and the carriage of the Holy See slowly drove into the gate.

Sitting in the carriage, Heath lifted the curtain to look out.

His brows frowned tightly.

But at both ends of the road, there were people lying in various directions. The priesthood of the Holy See was shuttled everywhere, diagnosing and treating the patients. Whenever someone died, a knight would put the corpse on the unit and carry it away.

Although he had heard Paul and the others describe the scene before coming here, this tragic situation still underestimated Heath's expectations.

In the past ten years, after Paul and the others have taken care of it, the towns on Heath's site are still in good weather. Scenes like this have not been seen for a long time.

He tilted his head to look at the accompanying bishop: "When did this plague begin, let me elaborate."

Bishop Beagle is a middle-aged man in his forties. He turned out to be the brother of Lord Kavalin. Heath came here as a bishop after introducing this order.

There are so many members of the Holy See. It is impossible for Heath to produce so many wizards. Most of the clergy only use mortals to serve as mortals. Moreover, it is better for mortals to administer the territory of mortals.