Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 534 The Emperor's Gift

"Scorching Lord" Kemo Salas sighed as he closed the crystal screen of his magical brain instrument. He turned to "Soul Reaper" Soren Dawson, one of the three chiefs, and sighed, "He has officially been crowned in the North... News came from the Jinhui City Federation branch half an hour ago."

Dawson rubbed his red rosacea and said worriedly, "So soon? I thought he would wait until he had completely wiped out all the church forces in the central southern region before making a choice..."

"Mr. Agent is no fool. Don't forget who's behind him..." Sarath shook his head, interrupting Dawson. "Do you really think he doesn't know we're using him to help the Federation weaken the Church's power?"

Seeing Dawson remain silent, Sarath continued, "Fortunately, we've always adhered to the principle of equal exchange and have never let him suffer unilaterally in any matter. As long as our relationship doesn't deteriorate, his presence will always be beneficial to us."

The figure of the Shadow Knight Gallagher loomed faintly in the silver dressing mirror standing nearby. "This young spellcaster, who has just ascended to the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, is the real-world agent of the Demon Network Forum. His rise to prominence is truly swift..."

Four or five years ago, he was still a low-level wizard in a certain undead spellcasting academy in Saint Valen. It seemed that overnight, for unknown reasons and in unknown ways, he was suddenly invited to join the Magic Network Forum as a high-level spellcaster along with them... and was soon chosen by the mysterious entity behind the forum as its sole agent in the real world.

Since then, his development speed has been astonishing, just like a fairy tale. Not only can he use his own strength in studying spellcasters to directly defeat high-level battle mages of the same level, but he can also create several unprecedented high-level spells... The "Lance of Annihilation" he developed helped the Federation directly turn the tide of the war, not only driving the demons back to the north of the Evil Moon Mountains, but even the central fortress on the front line has fallen.

If it weren't for Sarath possessing some strange and special detection skills, and having conducted several silent detections on him when they first met Alaye, they would even suspect that Harvey had his body and soul taken away by some ancient demon or monster from another space, and had become a puppet controlled by it in the real world.

Many of his actions and behaviors are indeed completely different from those of any other independent spellcaster, making them simply unpredictable. As an independent spellcaster, he is keen on participating in secular power struggles. Not only did he find a new way to go to the northern border to open up new lands, he actually managed to gain a foothold in the dangerous wasteland and grow rapidly until he had the terrifying power to counterattack the southern border and finally control the entire Saint Valen.

"Just from his attitude and actions towards the people he governs, we know he hasn't betrayed his own people, selling his soul or anything else to some entity in exchange for increased power." The more Sarath spoke, the more amused he became. "Take his coronation ceremony, for example. Tell me... what human king would ever establish their capital in the wasteland north of the Divine Spine Mountains, and insist on being crowned in the dead of winter, ravaged by the snow and wind?"

Dawson interrupted unhappily, "What's so strange about that? He's just showing off... showing off that even in the northern winter, no one in his territory would die of cold or hunger, and they would even happily sing and dance at his coronation ceremony... Sarath, he's much more arrogant than you were when you were young."

Gallagher frowned and said in a deep voice, "His actions, and all the subsequent arrangements... make me increasingly convinced that the ancient rumors of an invasion by foreign tribes from the north are indeed imminent!"

Before Salas and Dawson could respond, several figures suddenly appeared at the entrance of the underground mine cave. Several high-ranking members of the Federation were performing flying magic, quickly diving from the ground to the bottom of the mine and arriving at the core area of the mine where Salas was secluded.

Dawson stood up with a look of displeasure and scolded, "You know this place is completely sealed off and has become the Chief's secret retreat, yet you still openly enter from the surface without any scruples. Are you afraid that the Church spies hiding in Alayeh won't be able to catch any clues?"

Only a few high-ranking officials in the Federation knew the truth about the Chief's disappearance and the fact that his body was trapped underground. In addition, he could usually use the art of wandering souls to briefly visit the Sky Realm in the form of an incarnation, so for a long time, not many people noticed that anything was wrong.

However, the underground mines lay outside the magical capital. If word of Sarath's presence were to leak, there was no guarantee the Church would dare risk a complete destruction by dispatching a large number of demon slayers and high-ranking priests to launch a simultaneous attack from both the Magic Network and reality. The high-ranking mage leading the team was the usually calm and composed "Shield of Magic" Fran McCaughlin, and the other high-ranking mage accompanying him were all trusted colleagues from the Ministry of Magic who shared his views.

"Three chiefs... huh... huh..." McCawlin rarely lost his composure. During the high-speed flight, he had obviously forced his magic power to be used several times, repeatedly increasing the flying speed regardless of the consumption. This resulted in him being unable to maintain steady breathing after landing.

It was obvious that several of his deputies had even less magic reserves than him. Many of them turned pale as soon as they landed, looking miserable with their magic power drained and their minds weakened. Although Dawson scolded them, his body was very honest... He quickly used his tremendous mental power to extract the magic power that was dissipated in the real space from the veins, and slowly guided it to everyone's side, speeding up their magic power recovery.

McCaughlin was the first to regain his composure. After bowing, he said solemnly, "Three Chiefs... Mr. Kel'Thuzad... He suddenly passed through the magical teleportation array and sent a frozen, living alien to me... to me!"

"What?" Sarath asked, confused, not understanding. "A frozen alien race? What kind of alien race? What does he mean?"

"Have they developed new anti-magic weapons against the demons?" Gallagher became excited even through the silver mirror. He even stood up and stood close to the mirror, as if he was about to pass through the mirror and reach reality in an instant.

Fadun shook his head, as if recalling the fear and surprise he had just received the thing. He trembled and said, "It's not a demon... It's not any alien race we know of! Mr. Kel'Thuzad said in the message attached to the letter... that he captured this alien race from the center of the continent, from the Arctic Ocean thousands of miles away in the far north!"

Dawson took a step forward, and several invisible hands suddenly grabbed the collars of several high-level wizards and lifted them up. These were obviously not the hands of ordinary wizards. At least with the power of the magic shield, they could not escape from the restraints in a short time.

"What nonsense are you talking about? The Far North, thousands of miles away? A captured alien?" Dawson's voice grew quieter as he pressed the issue, until he finally seemed to believe it. "Really? The ancient rumors about the alien race are true... He actually traveled thousands of miles to verify them, and he actually managed to capture a living one."

Sarath suddenly sensed something was amiss and asked gravely, "Why did he choose to send the living alien to you? And then have you pass it on to us?"

Fadun was stunned for a moment, then mumbled, "Chief, I acted on my own initiative... Mr. Kel'Thuzad originally intended to hand the living aliens over to me, and then disclose them directly to the Federation through the Ministry of Magical Affairs, but I'm worried... worried..."

Gallagher tapped the mirror a few times and said quietly, "You're right. Mr. Agent clearly intends to bypass the three of us and directly deliver a drastic blow to the Federation, which is plagued by numerous factions and internal conflicts. Hehe... an unusually crude but effective tactic."

Saras sighed deeply and said, "But this will directly exacerbate the internal conflicts within the Federation, and even lead to an irreversible split... Mr. Agent may want to see this situation. He wants to rebuild a [New Federation] from the ruins of the divided Federation to unite and resist alien invasion!"

(End of this chapter)