Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 537: Get on board first, buy the ticket later

Dawson rolled off the recliner in a mess.

Fadun, who had been standing by, quickly stepped forward to help him up, only to see that the Chief's usually rosy complexion had turned pale, with a fine layer of sweat on his forehead.

"Give him a dose of moonlight brew. It looks like he has suffered a shock in his consciousness. Be careful not to suffer from soul separation syndrome like me..." Sarath ordered in a calm tone.

Dawson shook his head firmly, "No, I'm allergic to that stuff... Just let me rest for a while."

Gallagher tapped the mirror again and asked in a deep voice, "What strange thing did you find in your sea of consciousness? How did it escape so quickly? Didn't you separate its consciousness in advance?"

Dawson half-reclined in a chair, taking a deep breath before rolling his eyes and saying unhappily, "How could I have known that within the severed consciousness, there would still be fragments of thought connected to the sea of consciousness of the tribe? I almost couldn't come back just now."

He stood up and walked to the experimental table, pulled out a piece of white paper, and used his manipulative hand to draw quickly. Soon, all the scenes he saw during the mind invasion were vividly displayed on the paper.

"Hiss... This is actually the birthplace of the Demon Lizardmen? Are they an intelligent species living under the deep sea from the beginning? Are they related to the sea people in the south..." Fadun scratched his head and blurted out all the doubts in his mind.

Sarath also walked closer and examined it for a moment, then shook his head and said, "There must be more than one such insect-like hive system. Their reproductive capacity is probably even more terrifying than that of the evil orcs and demons."

"What the hell is that floating island with a giant eyeball on it? It looks just like Alayeh that sank to the bottom of the sea, and it can actually move on its own." Gallagher couldn't help but sigh. When he was still a high-level spellcaster, he traveled in the southern waters of the continent for a long time and had in-depth exchanges with the sea people, a close relative of the human race.

The sea people also have the ability to build a magnificent coral city over hundreds and thousands of years. This sea people's temple is also half sunk in the seabed and half floated on the surface... As time goes by, this huge city constructed entirely of magical corals will grow and expand on its own, but it will never be able to dive into the deep sea like a giant ship.

Dawson pondered for a moment and concluded, "They absolutely have no blood connection with the Sea People. Those coral people are just like us, sharing the same writing and language. Even if they leave the ocean, they can still thrive freely on land and learn divine arts and magic... right?"

As the only high-ranking person present, Fadun was stuck in the discussion between the three Legendary Chiefs and could only cautiously suggest, "Chief...shouldn't we immediately return the intelligence we've obtained to Mr. Kel'Thuzad..."

As soon as the words came out, there was a sudden silence at the scene.

Sarath gave him a meaningful look, which frightened him so much that he immediately lowered his head and dared not say anything more.

Dawson didn't think much of it, muttering somewhat dissatisfiedly, "Mr. Agent dug a big hole for me and almost killed me... Although he volunteered to provide the living alien, I still have to pay him a little bit for his labor, right?"

Gallagher, who hadn't contributed at all, waited for Dawson to speak. He immediately leaned in front of the mirror and exclaimed ecstatically, "Excellent! Following the principle of equivalent exchange, we've cracked the Lizardmen intelligence for Mr. Agent, so we deserve a reasonable reward!" He raised his hand and rapped on the mirror, interrupting Sarath's thoughts. He urged, "The fighting in the Evil Moon Mountains has come to a close. After the fall of the demonic frontier center, the main force has retreated three hundred miles north of the hilly outpost... We only need to rebuild a permanent defense there, and we'll completely control the entire northern part of the Evil Moon Mountains in the western region."

The war with the demons that lasted for nearly thirty years has finally come to a temporary end... If the demon lizardmen in the Arctic Ice Sea also sent troops to invade the demon settlement in the northwest, they would probably need to temporarily put aside the feud between the two tribes like humans and turn north to fight against the more powerful and terrifying enemy.

Gallagher continued, "So... I hope to use Dawson's adventure to exchange for more and newer magical weapons and equipment from Mr. Agent. This time... this time we don't just want anti-magic weapons. If he truly sees the Federation as a close ally in the future against the Lizardmen, then we should share some of the more advanced magical weapons with us to equip our battle mages who have been standing on the front lines of the human race to encircle them!"

Wow! That’s a huge mouthful!
The shield couldn't help but shudder, a single thought flashing through his mind: Would such a request truly not anger the forum behind Mr. Kel'Thuzad? Wouldn't the administrators and observers... think we were being too greedy?
Sure enough, before Gallagher could finish, Dawson frowned and interrupted, "This plan isn't feasible! It's too offensive and reckless. A piece of information about an alien race would cost them their magical weapons, which are essential for their survival. If it were us, I'm afraid we wouldn't agree so easily."

Saras suddenly chuckled and said quietly, "Then... let's get on board first and buy the ticket later!"

"What do you mean?"

"Isn't he trying to establish a united front against the alien races? The New Federation... a massive supernatural organization centered around the Spellcaster Forum, encompassing unorthodox spellcasters, burrow dwarves, and Eastland elves."

Sarath's illusory avatar slowly approached the window and whispered, "Join him. Never mind the current factional struggles within the Union. Aren't we all members of the Forum? Joining his new Union as individuals, I'm sure our agent... oh no, His Majesty the Emperor of the North, wouldn't refuse the initiative of three legendary spellcasters to join us, right?"

"Huh?" Fadun froze in shock, as if struck by lightning. After a long pause, he spoke dryly, "Chief, you... you want to leave the Union and join Mr. Kel'Thuzad's new organization? How... how can this be allowed?"

His mind was in a mess now, and he really couldn't understand why the chief suddenly said such shocking words.

Sarath rolled his eyes at him and scolded him with a smile, "Why? Am I, an old man, not worthy enough?"

Dawson rubbed his nose and suddenly joined in with a chuckle. "That's right. Anyway, the three of us haven't been involved in practical matters in the Union for a long time. Those guys down there are always scheming for personal gain, fighting like crazy. It really gives me a headache... Forget family interests, orthodox honor, and magical authority. I want to join the new Union! Under the leadership of Mr. Agent, I'll be on the front lines against the alien invasion! Hahaha!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help laughing.

Gallagher's expression shifted several times before he suddenly revealed a strange smile and agreed, "What a great idea! Doesn't the New Union uphold the principle of mutual assistance and joint external defense regardless of faction? Very well... I'll join, too. Anyway, I need to help Mr. Agent right now to find out the main movements of the Demon Lizardmen in the far north of the Western Territory. My elite battle mages can also join the New Union... We're all family now, so I'll ask for some reinforcements and supplies... Isn't that too much to ask?"

Fadun stood there at a loss, watching the three powerful legendary chiefs rolling around like they were suddenly ill, and for a moment he didn't know what to do.

(End of this chapter)