Witcher: I Can Extract Everything-Chapter 358 - Old History

Alza looked at the map for a while. After confirming the location, he said to Heath, “Sir Wizard, let’s go.”

Heath looked at his map curiously, he asked, “Before that, I think I should know more information about the target of our expedition? I remember you said that this is an intermediate-level Wizard’s Ruin?”

Jackman had clearly said that this was an intermediate-level Wizard’s ruin when he came to look for him. However, from the beginning, the background of this ruin mentioned by Alza was ridiculously high. Not only did it involve Stigmata Wizards, but even Demigod-level World Species were involved.

These things were things that the current Heath was far from being able to come into contact with. If there was someone at this level among them, then he really would not hesitate to turn around and leave.

Alza hesitated for a moment.

Jackman, who was beside him, spoke up at that moment. “Alza, I think Heath is right. If there are any other problems, you should tell us now in case we run into trouble without any preparations.”

Until now, he did not know much about the ruins of the expedition.

Alza hesitated for a moment before nodding. “Alright, I had planned to explain the details to the two of you when we reached the destination, but since everyone is so eager, I’ll explain it in detail.”

Pausing for a moment, he began to explain.

“After my ancestor killed Prester, for some reason… He actually needed some of Prester’s organs as materials for magic experiments.”

Wizards were all profit-oriented, no matter how grand the history books described it… However, Slavar had risked his life and even paid a huge price to hunt down and kill Prester with his entire clan. Of course, it was not for the so-called justice and light mentioned in the history books… It was purely for Prester.

A Demigod-level demonized creature was already a priceless treasure to a Wizard. It was a precious magic material that could not be described with words.

“However, after killing Prester, my ancestor was also injured. He needed to return to the clan to use some of the clan’s resources to recuperate and heal.”

“My ancestor was worried that Prester would be discovered by other Wizards while he was away, so he arranged for a few Apprentices to guard the place.”

“Many years passed, and my ancestor successfully recovered from his injuries and took away the magic materials that he originally needed. Prester was only left with this empty shell now.”

“Such an empty shell was worthless to a Wizard of my ancestor’s level, but it was still a priceless treasure to Apprentices and ordinary Wizards.”

“Thus, after their teacher left, one of his Apprentices stayed behind to build a Wizard tower here to train, and reached the intermediate level.”

“Later on, the Wizard failed to advance to an advanced-level Wizard for various reasons and died here. Because he was hidden from the world, this Wizard didn’t have any Apprentices to follow him, so everything here was preserved.”

Heath was puzzled. “Didn’t your family come to reclaim it?”

Before the true eternal realm, the lifespan of a Wizard was limited. No matter how high-level a Wizard was, he would die one day.

According to the rules of the Wizard World, under normal circumstances, after a Wizard died, his legacy would be inherited by Apprentices, descendants, and others. If there were no descendants, the family would send someone to retrieve it. Those ruins and ancient tombs that had no family to retrieve and were eventually turned into wild towers for future generations to excavate were usually left behind by Gray Wizards and muggleborn Wizards who had no roots.

Alza’s eyes were filled with reminiscence, but he also said proudly, “It was too far away. At that time, the family felt that there was no need.”

Heath was stunned at first, but after thinking for a while, he quickly understood.

He had more or less heard of the Fons family’s glory in the past. As a huge family with Stigmata Wizards overseeing it, they might not really take the assets of an intermediate-level Wizard seriously. Perhaps they were simply too lazy to take them back.

Jackman sneered and teased, “Your family was really arrogant back then. The people who made the decision back then never thought that one day their descendants would even need to rely on assets that they did not look at before to survive, right?”

His words seemed to mention Alza’s pain, and Alza’s face clearly darkened.

Alza sighed. “That’s right. No one would have thought that in just ten thousand years, the once Stigmata family would weaken to this extent…”

Heath said, “There are still plenty of opportunities. There might be a chance to make a comeback in the future. Alright, let’s go.”

The group then followed the mark on Alza’s map and walked towards the depths of the island.

According to Alza, this map was passed down from his family. When the Wizard had built the tower on Prester Island, he had followed the tradition of drawing the map and giving the detailed coordinates of the Wizard tower to the family.

Through the changes of the family, this map had slowly been sealed to an unvisited corner of an old house. It had also been discovered by Alza by chance not long ago in the house. Hence, this expedition came about.

Heath could not help but think about it with an evil taste in his mouth. This could be considered as bringing people to dig up their ancestral graves, right?

Back to the main topic.

The group headed towards the center of the small island.

This island was similar to the other small islands that Heath had experienced before. The lush vegetation, the sudden fertility, the abundant elemental fluctuations, and so on.

Prester Island itself was Prester’s corpse. That was a Demigod-level demonized creature, and itself was a huge mix of elements. Whether it was the body, pores, or hair, all of them were rich in elements.

These elements became the most abundant nutrients for magical plants and creatures on the island. Under the nourishment of these strong elements, the island gave birth to countless rich magical plants and demonized creatures.

This surprised Heath a lot. After all…

[Beep, Snake Queen Grass found. Available for extraction.]

Not long after entering the forest, Heath heard a crisp system notification ring in his ear.

He walked a few steps in the direction of the system notification and found the grass that the system mentioned under a tree. It was a strange-looking grass with a slender and straight root in the middle. The grass was surrounded by a circle of leaves, which looked like a small snake winding around. If one put their hand close to it, they could still hear the hissing sound of the snake’s tongue.

Snake Queen Grass was a high-level snake-type magic material. It was a magic material that only appeared in areas where snakes were concentrated.