Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 572 Sarath's Kindness
The new Federation Building was officially completed.

Harvey took Chief Dawson and a group of Federation allies led by Magic Shield and took an elevator powered by a magic power core directly to the top of the building on the 16th floor.

In the center of the spacious building space of several hundred square meters stands a towering giant columnar brass instrument - this is the core host of the energy matrix and the key to controlling and maintaining the "infinite magic" coverage of the entire building.

Long before they arrived, a team of experimental alchemical beasts, under the command of the staff of the alchemical laboratory, had completed the construction of a temporary long-distance teleportation array.

Their purpose today was to welcome the first chief of the Federation, His Excellency Kemo Salas, from the Alaye Magic Stone Mine where he was trapped, and to arrive at the Northern Spark City through teleportation.

"Your Majesty, all preparations are complete." Chris bowed to Harvey. "Shall we proceed with a trial transmission as planned?"

In fact, the distance between Alaye and the North is more than half that of the Ice Sea Exploration Base... But after all, the person receiving the teleportation is the chief of the Federation, so it is still necessary to be much more cautious compared to ordinary soldiers and supplies.

To ensure that everything goes smoothly, Harvey not only mobilized the transmission relay base stations set up in the major administrative cities of Saint Valen, but also asked Chris and others in charge of the work to conduct a rehearsal before the official transmission, and send an official appointed by the Federation first to test the stability of the entire plane transmission channel.

With the activation of the energy gathering array, the long-distance teleportation array was quickly charged and activated... After a violent fluctuation of magic power, the void in the center of the array suddenly showed irregular distortion, and then a tall and thin figure slowly emerged.

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Harvey, who had the sharpest mental perception, was the first to notice the anomaly. Before Dawson, who was stunned with wide eyes, could speak in surprise, he said, "Sir Sarath? You... shouldn't you have arrived in the second round of transmission? Why..."

As soon as the legendary chief's body crossed the plane and arrived in reality, several translucent tentacles with a faint glow extended from his body, and as if they had consciousness, they penetrated straight into the surrounding void. Then, the tentacles seemed to quickly absorb something from the invisible space, and gradually changed from a translucent state to a smooth and dazzling entity.

"Mr. Harvey is right..." Sarath closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them and laughed. "This new prison where I'm being held is filled with rich, omnipresent magical energy!"

He could clearly sense that these vast magical energies did not exist in the form of a restless and chaotic fluid as they did in the magic network space... but were guided by certain established rules, allowing him to receive and absorb them through a large number of plane nodes, and no longer needed to rely on the directional delivery of the energy gathering array.

This also means that Salas's range of activities here will far exceed the small area of the Alaye underground mine, and he will no longer need to spend a lot of energy to maintain the art of wandering souls and roam around in his avatar.

Although the shackles and chains on his body had only become slightly longer, this hard-earned limited freedom still made the proud legendary chief sincerely happy.

"No matter what, I should thank you, Mr. Harvey, for your continued assistance." Sarath slowly stepped down from the platform, stood before Harvey, winked, and teased, "Forgive me for not being able to extend any unnecessary courtesy to you... When you're willing to meet me in your true form, we can shake hands and hug."

Harvey gave a helpless, wry laugh, thinking that the two leaders of the Union seemed a bit petty, overtly and covertly interfering with his control of the Soul Puppet and his interactions with them. However, he didn't want to explain too much, forcing a smile again and saying, "Your Excellency's safe arrival in Spark City is a great help to me... With the two of us in the Northern Union here to assist, we can finally get things up and running."

Dawson continued, "Besides the Chapter Mages that Gallagher will be sending...who are your top candidates for recruitment?"

Harvey didn't keep the secret. He pointed at the magic brain device on the desk and said with a smile, "Of course, it's the members of our Spellcaster Forum. Whether in terms of personal sincerity or tacit understanding in cooperation, they are my first choice!"

Sarath sighed softly and said in a slow, pointed voice, "It seems you're planning to completely drain the entire Federation?"

Among the members of the Spellcaster Forum... a large proportion are internal officials of the Federation. In addition to the three chiefs, the important Director of the Department of Magical Affairs, "Shield" Fran McCaughlin, "Son of Flame" Phil Holden, and "Stormwalker" Matthews Willey are all among them. Gallagher also has many high-level combat spellcasters under his command, who are gradually joining under the operation and recommendation of the two.

There are probably more than ten high-level combat mages in this group who are known as the backbone of the Federation. The rest of the departments were secretly developed into downlines, and finally there are countless members who joined the forum.

There were even quite a few people whose movements even Saras and Dawson could not fully monitor. They only knew that a large number of low-authority members of the Federation faction had appeared in the forum, but their specific names... their identities and origins were completely unknown.

In this way, with the tacit approval of the three chiefs, the Magic Network Forum operated and developed for only a few years, and it had eroded and infiltrated all the major spellcasting organizations in the southern region, including the Federation, beyond recognition.

Harvey shrugged innocently and chuckled, "Your Excellencies are well aware that, given the current internal strife within the Federation, it's probably unrealistic to rely on your strength to unify the human race's spellcasting world."

Only by rebuilding a brand new organization from the ruins of the Federation - abandoning factional barriers, being inclusive and accepting of the outside world, satisfying the desire for free communication between spellcasters, and at the same time leading everyone to face the outside world in a unified manner.

He turned and glanced at Mr. Fadun, who had been standing nearby. He saw recognition and affirmation in his eyes. He paused and continued, "Let's consider this a chance to transform ourselves. Let those conservatives with outdated ideas and backward thoughts continue their endless struggle... The rest of us should also put aside our prejudices and move forward hand in hand."

Harvey thought he had some skills in public speaking and incitement... At least the expressions of the two legendary chiefs gradually turned calm from the initial uncertainty.

"Well... let's do as you say. The three of us will not object to this."

Sarath turned and walked to the window, gazing down at the vibrant northern city below. He murmured softly, "Mr. Harvey, before assigning me specific tasks... I'd like to gain a deeper understanding of this brand-new city you've single-handedly created, as well as those bizarre magical creations."

(End of this chapter)