Witcher: I Can Extract Everything

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation  Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

The red fog was like smoke, quickly enveloping the entire convoy.

Soon after, the sound of a woman crying suddenly appeared in the mist.

"Sob... Sob sob sob..."

The sound was exceptionally mournful, and the people in the convoy subconsciously walked towards the direction of the sobbing sound.

Pushing aside the layers of dense mist, a human figure faintly appeared.

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It was a girl sitting under a tree in front of them. She was naked, as if she had encountered some sort of misfortune, and was crying sadly.

Everyone knew that Cross Forest was haunted. Such a scene at this time should have aroused vigilance, but for some reason, no one felt that there was anything wrong with this... All they could think about was the concern for the girl in front of them.

"Miss, is something wrong?"

"Do you need help?"

Everyone hurriedly walked forward.

At this moment, the sharp sound of an arrow was heard.

Whoosh!

An arrow suddenly flew out from the group and shot straight towards the girl. The defenseless girl was shot straight through and her head was pierced by the arrow.

The crowd's eyes turned red as they glared angrily at Heath who shot the arrow.

"What are you doing?"

"She's already pitiful enough, yet you're still so ruthless!"

Faced with everyone's criticism, Heath quickly gave a response.

He rushed into the crowd and slashed a few times, causing the members of the entourage to fall to the ground.

The girl was stunned.

Yes, after being shot through the head by Heath, the young girl did not die.

She raised her hand and pulled out the arrow from her head.

There was a small hole in the head, but it was quickly shrinking and healing.

Heath stared at the delicate and pitiful young girl. "How long do you plan to maintain this face?"

Hearing Heath's words, the young girl's expression changed, and her pretty and delicate face suddenly distorted.

She raised her head and let out a high-pitched scream. "Ah!"

With this sound, her appearance underwent an astonishing transformation.

She transformed into a monster.

It was a snow-white humanoid creature that had the features of a woman. However, there were no facial features on its face, only two small holes.

There was a large crack in the middle of its entire body. The middle of the crack was filled with sawteeth, and it looked like a huge mouth. Through the gaps in the teeth, one could vaguely see that there was a person embedded in it.

Half of the monster's body was embedded in the monster's mouth, as if the food was stuck in its throat before it could be swallowed.

It was creepy.

The girl turned into a man-eating monster, but there was no surprise or fear on Heath's face, as if he knew the answer from the beginning.

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He said happily, "It really is a Forest Banshee!"

A Forest Banshee was a kind of demonized creature under the category of Banshees, and its strength was about high-level.

This kind of creature was not very strong. It was good at creating illusions. It would disguise itself as a beautiful girl who had encountered misfortune in the forest. It would use its spiritual power to induce a man who was overflowing with sympathy to enter the forest and eat them.

It was recorded in the book that before each action, it would release a red mist with a hypnotic effect. In this red fog, humans with weak spiritual power would easily be hypnotized.

However, because this monster had a high medicinal value, it was once hunted by Wizards. Now, there were very few wild ones, and most of them were raised in specific breeding grounds by Wizards.

'I wonder where this Forest Banshee came from? Why is it here?' Heath thought curiously as he touched his chin.

While he was thinking, the Forest Banshee had already launched an attack on him.

"Ah!"

The Forest Banshee opened its mouth and let out an angry scream. It raised a pair of sharp claws and charged at him.

"Forget it, I'll study it later."

Heath suppressed the thoughts in his heart and pulled out the cross-shaped sword that he had hidden under the cart.

Clang!

A loud and clear sword sound exploded. Heath held the cross-shaped sword and charged straight at the Forest Banshee.

In the next second, the two collided.

Clang!

Every finger of a Forest Banshee had sharp nails. The nails shone with a metallic luster. After colliding with Heath's cross sword, the sound of metal interweaving sounded like a gong.

After half a year of hard work, Heath's strength coefficient had already exceeded 15, reaching the peak level of an advanced-level Knight.

The Forest Banshee was good at spirit attacks, and its strength was at most at the level of an advanced-level Knight.

In this fight, Heath had the upper hand. The cross-shaped sword pulled down and quickly created a wound on its snow-white body.

However, as if it had just pierced through its head, the wound healed at a visible speed and wrapped around the cross-shaped sword.

Using this time, the Forest Banshee's large mouth immediately opened and bit towards Heath.

Heath quickly pulled out the crossguard sword and nimbly dodged to the back.

But then, the Forest Banshee's large mouth extended out countless fine scarlet tentacles, like scarlet tongues, rolling towards Heath.

But this was obviously a wrong decision, because these tentacles happened to be the soft parts of the Forest Banshee.

Heath decisively swung his cross-shaped sword downwards, and with a 'pu' sound, the scarlet tentacles that were sweeping towards him were cut off, and large amounts of blood splattered all over the ground.

"Ah!" The Forest Banshee shook violently in pain, and let out a miserable cry.

Heath's toes touched the ground, and he seized the opportunity to charge forward, once again engaging in a fierce battle with the Forest Banshee.

The strength of the Forest Banshee was classified as a high-level demonized creature. It had a physical quality comparable to that of an advanced-level Knight. At the same time, it also had spiritual power that was no weaker than an intermediate-level Apprentice. Other than that, it also had an extremely terrifying vitality, no matter how severe the injury, it could almost recover in an instant.

All these factors made it one of the stronger ones among the high-level demonized creatures.

If an ordinary low-level Apprentice encountered such a powerful monster, they would not even have time to escape, let alone defeat it. Even an intermediate-level Apprentice would not dare to provoke it if they did not have enough spells.

Fortunately, it was Heath who was fighting with it.

Heath was also an intermediate-level Apprentice and had the attributes of a peak Knight's three measurements. Both of them were above it. In addition, he had a few more spells than the Forest Banshee.

Because of this, at the beginning of the battle, Heath had suppressed the Forest Banshee. After more than ten rounds, the Forest Banshee quickly fell into a disadvantageous position. Fear appeared in its eyes, and it seemed to have the intention to retreat.

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After taking a heavy blow from Heath, which almost split it in half, it quickly retreated to increase the distance between them, as if it was going to escape.

Just as Heath was about to give chase, his ankle suddenly tightened, as if he was grabbed by someone.

He looked down and saw a man in the convoy. He did not know when he had woken up, but at this time, the Forest Banshee was controlling and grabbing his ankle.

The man shouted angrily, "You're not allowed to hurt her!"

Heath kicked the man, sending him flying.

Unfortunately, in just a short while, the Forest Banshee had fallen backward. Its limbs were twisted and it was like a human-shaped spider. It quickly ran into the distance and disappeared.

Heath frowned. "It ran really fast!"

Then, he took two steps forward and squatted down to touch the blood on the ground. He raised his head and looked forward.

In front of him, the dripping blood extended all the way into the depths of the forest.

Heath sneered. "Can you escape?"

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After saying that, he grabbed the cross-shaped sword and chased after it.

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Chasing after the blood on the ground, Heath soon came to an empty forest, where the blood stopped abruptly.

He looked around. This was an open space. There were only a few old oak trees above the open space. He could see through them at a glance. There was no sign of the banshee at all.

Heath frowned. "Where did it go?"

He could not help but search the area carefully.

After searching carefully, Heath finally saw traces of blood on an old oak tree.

It was a very thick old oak tree. The trunk was about one and a half meters in diameter.

The blood finally stopped on the bark of the tree. There were traces of it seeping in. It was as if the Forest Banshee had entered it.

Heath thought for a moment, then picked up the cross sword and slashed at the old oak tree.

Clang!

A metal-like sound like a gong was heard.

The thick bark of the old oak tree suddenly flashed with a metallic luster, and at the same time, a mysterious symbol lit up.

The thick bark was as good as new, but the old oak tree did not move at all.

Heath was stunned. "Spell!"

It was obvious that someone had cast a defensive spell on the old oak tree.

The Forest Banshee was a demonized beast, so it was impossible for it to cast a defensive spell. Then, this defensive spell...

Heath suddenly reacted.

He frowned. "This Forest Banshee was raised by someone?"