Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 329 Soul Extraction and Desire Extraction

Seeing that Mr. Inner Demon had already started to absorb the essence of life, Harvey calmly took out a sophisticated alchemical instrument with countless complex runes engraved on the surface from his storage ring. Speaking of which, the storage ring he was wearing was a gift he had just received from Mr. Burning Lord not long ago. He didn't expect it to come in handy during this trip.

The alchemical instrument in Harvey's hand is a "mobile soul extractor" developed and improved together with Chris. Harvey can activate and use it directly with his own tremendous mental power, without having to rely entirely on the huge planetary energy array in the underground laboratory for guidance. The only drawback is probably that it can only be used for extraction and not transfer, so it can be used as a movable soul container.

Harvey used the magician's hand to make the soul extractor float in the air. The cylindrical mithril shell was directly unfolded under the control of the alchemical mechanism, revealing several extremely miniature soul arrays drawn directly inside, which were instantly activated under the guidance of Harvey's mental power.

Almost all the necromancers standing not far behind Harvey had stunned expressions, but no one dared to speak, let alone step forward, for fear of disturbing Harvey's strange operation.

"What kind of ritual is this?" the white-bearded old man muttered in a very low voice. "I've never heard of it before... Can it really stop a failed transformation process?"

Councillor Prall frowned, his lips moving as he whispered, "There's no sense of any death energy fluctuations... nor is there any manifestation of any other orthodox spellcasting. This friend of Ash's... no, this Excellency, is probably performing a ritual of his own creation to end the out-of-control transformation ritual."

He is... a legendary spellcaster???
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. In the entire Southern Continent, any spellcaster who had reached the legendary rank, their honored name and deeds were all resounding throughout the entire spellcasting world. Even those elderly legends who had been famous for a long time and had long since retired from worldly affairs were only known to the public because of their low-key and eccentric personalities and were not often active.

At least the Spellcasters' Union would publish the recent research results and glorious deeds of these gentlemen in the "Truth Bulletin" at the end of each year. Even the silhouettes of the famous ones would be printed and attached to the bulletin.

But this person in front of me...

Councillor Prall shook his head slightly at his colleagues. It was unheard of and unseen to have someone who possessed original rituals and techniques but had not been officially promoted to the legendary level.

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Almost at the moment when Harvey completed the soul extraction, the dark red twisted tentacles that the inner demon stretched out from his body instantly retracted, and the other party's voice rang in his mind.

"Mr. Kel'Thuzad, I have completed the absorption of all the life essence... Unfortunately, we started a little too late, and this poor gentleman has already lost some of his essence irreparably."

Harvey nodded secretly. "This is all we can do. Please keep this source material safe. Mr. Heart Demon, I must return to the Northern Territory to transfer it into a suitable alchemical prosthesis. Please do not mix it up with your other collections or merge them together."

The inner demon chuckled, looking quite cheerful. "Don't worry! Working with you always brings me both novelty and satisfaction. I definitely won't let you down in this regard."

After receiving the other party's assurance, Harvey couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth and smile slightly. He reached out and took back the alchemical instrument that had completed the soul extraction, and turned to look at the necromancers who were waiting eagerly in the back.

"Everyone, the ritual has been reversed and terminated. I have collected the life essence that Patriarch Lambert had scattered... His soul imprint is now securely stored within this alchemical instrument."

Councilman Prall was stunned for a moment, then suddenly took two quick steps forward. "What? Can't we just wake the Speaker up? This... wouldn't that be like putting the Speaker into an eternal slumber?"

They originally expected that Harvey could reverse the process of the ceremony and allow Chief Lambert to recover from the failed and collapsed ceremony and return to the normal state before the ceremony began. But now this so-called soul container... what's the difference between it and an urn?
Harvey said helplessly, "Everyone, what are you dreaming about? Even if a legendary figure came here, I'm afraid there's no way to reverse time and give you a sane and healthy Chief Lambert." He pointed to the alchemical container in his hand and explained patiently, "Since I dared to extract Mr. Lambert's life essence and soul mark, I naturally have a way to transfer it to a new container! His original body has already decayed and rotted, and no one can save it!"

Councilman Prall took a deep breath to calm himself, then asked in a deep voice, "Sir, what should we do next? A new container... Are you talking about preparing a new flesh and blood body for the Speaker? How...how is this even possible?"

How could the great feats of creation, such as "artificial god" and "life refining", which had not been achieved by any previous chief or senior alchemist of the Alchemy Exploration Society, be mentioned as lightly as refining zombies in the mouth of this "Master of the Undead" who was clearly in the same industry as them?

Several knowledgeable necromancers asked in surprise, "Sir! Is this the legendary secret method of reshaping flesh and blood?"

As soon as the question was raised, everyone started talking about it.

"The secret method of flesh reshaping requires the blood of an ancient demon... Just like the orthodox lich transformation ritual, the blood of this divine creature is simply impossible to obtain. Otherwise, why would we modify the ritual?"

"If it's not about reshaping flesh and blood, then what method does this Excellency intend to use? I know of several high-level necromancy rituals that can awaken the dead, but they only transform them into more powerful zombies or corpse puppets, and cannot grant them consciousness."

"Turning the Speaker into a corpse puppet? It would be better to let the ritual fail..."

"Let the ritual fail? Then we'll have to face a terrifying lich monster that has completely lost its mind! It will transform every living thing on the island we live on into zombie puppets controlled by it!"

Seeing that the atmosphere of the academic discussion was becoming increasingly tense, Harvey quickly put down his hand and asked everyone not to make groundless speculations.

"I can't explain the specific method in detail at the moment. I need to wait until I return to my own mage territory before I can officially start the relevant experiments."

He glanced around at his fellow necromancers, who were staring at him intently, and said with a smile, "Everyone, should we release my friend, Mr. Ash Lambert, next?"

Councillor Prall bowed sincerely, then walked to the stone altar and pressed a hidden mechanism button. The stone platform suddenly creaked, and a hole the size of a coffin appeared under the platform.

Harvey didn't wait for his help. He walked forward and pulled. Ash, who was also naked and wrapped in a bloody animal skin, rolled out of the cave with a thud. He collapsed limply on the ground with his eyes closed and no consciousness.

Councillor Prall coughed awkwardly and explained, "We gave Ash some sleeping potion, the kind used to calm rampaging zombies. It won't harm his body, and he'll wake up naturally around noon at the latest."

Harvey curled his lips and couldn't help but sneer, "It seems that my friend Ash didn't voluntarily take on the responsibility of preserving the family's strength and voluntarily make such a huge sacrifice..."

(End of this chapter)