Wizard Lord:I can Extract Anything

Eric. Hearing this familiar name instantly brought Richard back to the day he learned of the war, recalling the powerful aura of the wizard in the reception hall.

A wizard on the cusp of becoming a third-circle wizard... dead just like that?

A black wizard with such a promising future, quietly perishing behind enemy lines, left Richard engulfed in a whirlwind of indescribable emotions.

He found himself at a loss for words to comfort his teacher.

Jolord sighed, forcing a faint smile.

"In war, death is inevitable. Eric wasn't forced onto the battlefield; he had accepted the possibility of death before he went."

"Teacher, didn't Brother Eric have a life box?" Richard couldn't help but ask.

"He did, but his soul was too damaged to use it again."

The life box, a seemingly miraculous resurrection device, naturally came with a cost. Each use irreparably damaged a portion of the user's soul, a damage that was nearly impossible to repair unless the user became a grand wizard or used a large amount of soul essence.

Among wizards, there was a persistent rumor that those who used a life box would never become grand wizards.

This rumor wasn't unfounded; no third-circle wizard who had signed a contract with the Tower of Truth had ever used a life box.

Jolord moved closer, gently patting Richard's shoulder.

"Don't dwell on it. Take the active flesh and focus on your work. On the battlefield, everything else is ephemeral; only your strength is real."

...

After obtaining the active flesh from Jolord, Richard headed straight to the wizarding guild, exchanging his accumulated spoils for magic stones and purchasing some alchemical materials.

"Thank you for your patronage, a total of 278,500 magic stones."

Hearing the guild's quote, Richard reluctantly handed over the magic essence.

The price was steep, at least 50% higher than in the wizarding world.

However, the portal to the wizarding world was apparently not yet completed, making supplies precious and the guild naturally set high prices.

Richard estimated that once the command issued a black wizard retreat, these prices would likely increase further.

Returning home, Richard immediately began crafting Ulysses's new body. A second-tier synthetic beast required more than just high-quality active flesh; it involved constructing energy cycles and flesh autophagy, a lengthy and failure-prone process.

Building energy cycles demanded meticulous care; the slightest deviation could lead to the body's explosion. Compared to this, enhancing physical strength through flesh autophagy was relatively easier.

This process required a correct formula and continuous addition of active flesh to succeed.

But neither posed a problem for Richard. Once he built the body, Ulysses could handle the energy cycles himself.

In his lab, Richard stood before the workbench, retrieving a bone cube from his pocket, carefully using an alchemical array to shape it into lightweight, sturdy bird bones.

Next came the flesh autophagy.

Richard had inherited a flesh autophagy formula from Jolord, which stimulated active flesh through various alchemical materials and magic, inducing autophagy and resulting in tougher flesh—a crucial technique for crafting advanced synthetic beasts.

It was said that Jolord's rise to head of the Beast Division as a second-circle wizard was due to a formula capable of crafting third-tier synthetic beasts.

Flesh autophagy took considerable time. Meanwhile, Richard examined the crystal shards from the precursor ruins.

In the secret realm, he had sorted these shards by size and shape, ensuring nothing resembling a chip was missed.

Currently, these shards served only for their unique material properties.

The material of the crystal shards was special, with an intricate internal structure where magic sometimes dissipated quickly but occasionally refracted for extended periods.

This mystery intrigued Richard greatly.

Even the simplest magic arrays had inherent magic loss, yet these crystals' unique structure minimized such loss.

Unlocking this secret could significantly advance Richard's abilities in both evocation magic and alchemy.

Many seemingly impossible ideas could become feasible.

Gazing at the crystals refracting countless rays under the magic lamp, Richard was entranced.

"Crystals, reveal your secrets to me."

...

Time in research flew by, and six months passed swiftly.

In the last three months, black wizards infiltrating enemy lines began withdrawing from the hive, as the impending insect counterattack prompted the command to consolidate all available forces.

The logistics wizards had finally streamlined the development of the insect world, converting various minerals and magical plants into alchemical weapons and potions sent to the front lines.

In response, the command opened a refining task to all alchemist wizards, allowing them to collect raw ores from logistics wizards, refine them, and keep any excess beyond the quota.

Many alchemist wizards used this opportunity to earn a tidy sum, including Richard.

In the secret realm, Richard retrieved a black raven body from the cultivation chamber, its base constitution reaching one hundred points, entering the lowest tier of second-tier creatures.

For Ulysses, this body was barely adequate.

Releasing Ulysses from his pocket, the raven immediately flew two laps around the secret realm before landing before the black raven body.

"Caw, is this my new body?"

Richard nodded. "Time is tight, the insects are about to counterattack, so make do for now."

Ulysses examined the body, then a stream of light emerged from the black raven, entering the new body.

Immediately, the magic flow in the secret realm altered, as if a magic black hole had formed, continuously absorbing magic.

Seizing the chance, Richard used energy sight to observe Ulysses's energy cycles closely.

A good wizard never misses an opportunity to gain knowledge.

Minutes later, a black raven, now the size of an eagle and engulfed in black flames, perched on Richard's shoulder.

"Caw, a second-tier body is much better. The last one was suffocating, always worried it'd break with a little force."

"As long as it works," Richard replied calmly.

With battle imminent, he'd need Ulysses's support.

After the body switch, Richard went to a corner of the secret realm to retrieve the alchemical golem.

In recent times, he'd refined numerous ingots from ore extraction, including a type called blue mushroom iron. While its hardness, toughness, and magical properties were mediocre, it had one outstanding feature—a very low density.

Blue mushroom iron's density was comparable to granite.

This inspired Richard to consider using enchanted blue mushroom iron for the golem's shell.

Despite the poor properties, blue mushroom iron was superior to the enchanted stone blocks used previously.

Richard dismantled the golem's shell and replaced it with the pre-made enchanted blue mushroom iron. After integrating the magic circuits, Richard activated the golem.

Buzz!

The golem's eyes glowed red.

After modifications, the golem's granite shell was replaced with pale blue blue mushroom iron, with runes faintly visible, greatly enhancing its overall defense.

Of course, this was an extravagant modification.

Had it not been for the looming battle and ample materials, Richard would never have considered it.

Even if mediocre, blue mushroom iron was a genuine alchemical material, a magical metal.

"Caw, you've turned a stone lump into an iron lump. I seriously suspect that if you had enough Orichalcum, you'd turn it into an Orichalcum lump," Ulysses remarked mockingly.

"But whatever lump it is, it always has a dead brain."

Ulysses had always disliked alchemical constructs, never explaining why.

Richard suspected he'd been beaten by an earth elemental lord once, hence his hostility towards stone-giant-like constructs.

Ignoring Ulysses, Richard pocketed him and led the golem out of the secret realm.

Upon exiting, Richard noticed the communication crystal ball on his lab desk glowing, signaling a command.

"Wizard 7531, the insect counterattack is imminent. Your mission is to assist War Fortress 372 in the Third War Zone with defense operations."

...

White Fungus Insect Kingdom.

As the main target of the wizarding offensive, a third of the White Fungus Insect Kingdom's territory had been captured in just three years.

This was with the wizards deliberately slowing their advance.

The roar of spells and alchemical weapons never ceased, and the fear of death loomed constantly over the White Fungus Insect Kingdom's insects.

But today, everything was about to change.

In the White Fungus Insect Kingdom's Mother God Temple, thirty-five grand priests from various insect kingdoms assembled.

Below the temple, a vast sea of insects stretched to the horizon.

A grand priest, crowned in gold, addressed the insect horde below:

"Comrades! Today, the elite of thirty-five insect kingdoms have assembled!

This is unprecedented in Black Crystal Insect history!

We will counterattack and reclaim our land, our world!

I know, this is an unfair war.

The wizard monsters have iron war machines and terrifying elemental torrents, but we have no retreat left.

If we fail, we cannot muster such a massive counterattack force again. Once the wizard monsters complete their portal, gaining endless resources and reinforcements... we face only slavery.

So, comrades!

Fight with every last ounce of strength, bite with your teeth, throw stones, and expel these wizard monsters from our world.

The Mother Insect God is with us!"

With that, a magnificent holy light emanated from the Mother God Temple, enveloping the insect sea.

A scattered voice emerged from the swarm, gradually spreading until it became a unified, thunderous roar.

"Reclaim our world!"

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