Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 211 Cyber Surgery
In fact, as early as when the "Astrologer" continued to send messages, describing the crisis in detail and praying for specific help, Harvey had already used his condensed mental power in the magic network to begin tentatively contacting the twisted fusion magic pattern.

The moment Harvey touched those intertwined bloody granulations with his mental tentacles, they disappeared and shrank back into the incomplete magic patterns they belonged to, just like ice and snow meeting a red-hot iron.

Harvey was delighted. It seemed that by eliminating all the bloody granulations in this way, the two incomplete magic patterns could be completely separated. In terms of the difficulty of the operation, it was as easy as a gardener using scissors to trim landscape plants.

But the problem is that no matter whether it is a spellcaster or a church priest, it is impossible to survive in reality and maintain a normal human state simply by relying on incomplete magic patterns and soul projections.

The magic patterns and soul projections are both the caster's own mental power, the soul reflection formed in the magic network space. If even the soul and mind are incomplete, the physical body naturally cannot rest assured.

This... or rather these two, the high-level spellcaster and the church priest who were entangled and fused into one, should be on the verge of collapse in reality at this moment, and their mental thinking is also difficult to maintain normal.

If Harvey happened to encounter a strange being in such a strange and miserable condition while wandering in the magic network, he would most likely leave a sentence like "There is no cure, no hope, just wait to die!" But after all, it was the forum members who took the initiative to come to him for help. Not to mention the price they were willing to pay later, Harvey had to try to help just to maintain his powerful and mysterious online image.

Since the owner of the incomplete soul is a priest of the Church of Light, Harvey naturally doesn't bother to pay attention to him. Since there is no hope, he might as well try to use the remaining half of his projection to fill the incomplete part of the spellcaster's magic pattern.

[Observer Neumann: I can attempt to strip away the chaotic magic within your teacher, but I cannot guarantee his return to his original state. If I fail, I will immediately erase this distorted creation. Is this acceptable to you?]

Melissa relayed Harvey's news to her two close friends who were casting spells to maintain the circle.

Jin and Benoit exchanged a glance, then gritted their teeth and said, "Promise Mr. Observer! We're running out of options. Compared to this near-failed ritual, Mr. Neumann's intervention will increase our chances of saving our teacher a hundredfold!"

After obtaining the other party's approval, Harvey manipulated his mental tentacles to rapidly dissolve and cut off the magic patterns and twisted flesh buds on the soul, and soon cleaned up the part where the two soul projections were merged and reconciled.

At this moment, as long as he slightly guided his mental power and impacted the crack where the two were connected, he would probably be able to instantly separate the two projected emblems, but the consequence would be that the caster in reality would die immediately.

Therefore, Harvey boldly used a method he had prepared in advance - manipulating his magic patterns, he pounced directly on them and quickly swallowed them into his mutated mental anchor.

……

Standing on the familiar gray-black beach in the spiritual anchor, Harvey looked at the existence in front of him that looked like deformed conjoined twins, and a chill rose in his heart for no reason.

It's so weird and disgusting...it can no longer be called human.

Although each of them still had two arms and legs, their heads and faces were strangely fused together, appearing abnormally swollen and deformed, and seemed to be shaky under the support of their thin necks.

His limbs were extremely twisted and thin, making it difficult for him to walk upright. He could only lie on the ground and wriggle constantly.

"It seems that magic and divine arts are seriously mutually exclusive. No wonder no one has successfully attempted to perfectly integrate the two for thousands of years... Of course, this is a taboo within taboos, and is not allowed by either faction."

The mental fluctuations emitted by the conjoined twins allowed Harvey to clearly distinguish their identities. The half that was obviously weaker should be the church priest. It seemed that he was forced into this miserable state.

Perhaps they were captured to participate in the spellcaster's crazy experiments, or perhaps they were defeated in a fight, but used secret magic to fight back before dying, praying to die with the spellcaster.

Harvey pondered the situation as he slowly approached the deformed conjoined twins. Strange, bloody wounds on their chests and abdomens, whose origins remained unclear, immediately emerged, sending a faint signal of longing and extreme hunger. The largest wound on the abdomen reacted swiftly as Harvey approached the deformed limb belonging to the church priest, violently springing forth and biting down fiercely. More wounds, large and small, instantly appeared on Harvey's body, launching out in a bloody and terrifying devouring spree.

Soon, half of the priest's limbs were devoured, leaving only the pitiful chest, waist, abdomen, one arm and one leg, hanging precariously next to the caster's body. Even half of the head was bitten off by the bloody mouth that Harvey manifested.

The body of the spellcaster clearly still retained a glimmer of consciousness, and he let out a sharp roar. His cloudy and dim eyes revealed a look of extreme fear, and he squirmed repeatedly, trying to escape.

Harvey immediately stopped swallowing, stood a little further away and began to observe.

The situation was just as he expected. After breaking the balance of the conjoined twins' bodies, the more robust and strong spellcaster part actually began to quickly absorb the incomplete priest part and quickly healed the deformities and distortions of its own limbs.

Harvey immediately mobilized his tremendous mental power, carrying the caster's projection away from the mental anchor and returning to the magic network space.

The magic pattern that was originally broken into two halves was no longer dim and incomplete as it was at the beginning. Instead, it began to surge with waves of magic power, slowly rotating and starting to repair itself.

"As expected of a high-level spellcaster, even in such a critical situation, he still managed to save himself..."

Of course, this also depends on whether Harvey adds a chip of his own to the caster's life balance in this evenly matched mutual devouring, and it is the kind that weighs eight hundred pounds.

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In the real world, Melissa and the other two suddenly discovered that Teacher Duncan, who was lying in the center of the ritual circle, had his body twisted strangely. Then, his appearance and skin, which originally belonged to the transformed dragon form, cracked rapidly and turned into ashes, revealing a part that was pale and bloodless, but obviously human skin.

The huge body also quickly released streams of black pus with a strong and foul smell from its body, which flowed all over the ground along the patterns drawn in the ritual magic circle.

Soon, the twisted monster that was accidentally frozen in its deformed state broke into pieces, leaving only a pale, naked old man lying in the center of the magic circle, with his eyes closed and falling into a deep sleep.

Benoit immediately took off his mage robe, rushed forward and covered the teacher with it. He lowered his head to observe his condition, turned around and smiled bitterly, "The teacher's limbs are severely twisted and atrophied. I'm afraid his hands and feet can't be saved..."

Jin and Melissa followed suit and knelt on one knee, both expressing relief. "It doesn't matter. As long as the teacher can survive, it's completely acceptable. Benoit, you'll be responsible for preparing the potion to help the teacher wake up and recover as quickly as possible... I heard that the exploration center will have alchemical prosthetic limb transplants. I wonder if you have any connections..."

Benoit immediately interrupted Jin's beautiful fantasy, "Don't count on the exploration meeting. That's simply immature technology. Everyone who has undergone transplant surgery has experienced severe limb rejection. Teacher, you can't withstand such torture and torment right now..."

Jin and the others were having a heated discussion when they suddenly felt a vast and powerful spiritual power pouring in from their respective magic patterns. An illusory and overlapping voice echoed in their minds almost at the same time.

"It seems the rescue plan was successful. Haha, everyone... don't forget to pay the price. Good night!"

The three of them sat down on the ground with pale faces and looked at each other. No one spoke for a while.

(End of this chapter)