Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 598 Alienation and Upgrade
"Resign as Chief?" Fadun felt his words were a bit incoherent. "But...but the Union cannot be without a Chief. Without the legendary spellcaster at the helm, those already restless magical politicians will probably tear each other apart and start fighting among themselves."

The Spellcasters' Union was originally established over a hundred years ago out of the High Wizards Council. Almost ninety-nine percent of the people in the factions within it have wizard family backgrounds.

"When we were here, they fought each other in secret... Haha, tripping each other up, framing and slandering each other, suppressing academics, and even resorting to backstabbing and murder. What's the difference?"

It's nothing more than bringing the secret struggle directly to the surface...

"After we step down, they will undoubtedly be eyeing the vacant position of Chief. By then, they will be busy vying for power and will not hinder the development of the new federation."

So that's how it is, Fadun nodded secretly... The three chiefs planned to keep them busy with internal strife and have no time to take care of other things. Anyway, these stubborn and conservative guys would not be used by the North, so they might as well let them destroy their own foundation.

Sarath didn't intend to dwell on this topic any further. He slowly walked over to the planetary energy array and stroked the smooth brass shell. "I still remember... His Majesty Harvey was already a high-level spellcaster before he joined the Magic Network Forum and officially became an agent, correct?"

Fadun's heart trembled, and he responded doubtfully, "That's undeniable. Since the forum was founded, it has only invited powerful members of high rank and above to join."

Of course, as the strength of many small groups in the forum grows, there are also a few "pseudo-high-level" people who are qualified for promotion but whose magic patterns are not yet completely stable. Most of them are introduced and guaranteed by the leaders of the groups, which can be regarded as a "backdoor" and early reservation to some extent.

The administrator and observer both acquiesced to this. As an agent, Harvey was very busy in the real world and was very likely to be burdened with certain missions assigned by the forum. He would not take the initiative to interfere with these petty actions.

"You two Excellencies suspect he's already above the High Rank?" Stormwalker's words struck him as absurd. "Legendary advancement is a difficult, one-in-a-million path. Among the Southern Territory's human race, there are only a handful of people like you two, let alone an absolute outlier like Excellency Gallagher."

Dawson narrowed his eyes and directly revealed his old friend's true identity. "Gallagher follows the ancient wizard's dragon-chasing path, which is completely different from us...but I am 100% sure that Harvey did not ascend in this way."

The Son of Flame lost all patience and angrily spread his hands, "Your Excellencies! Why should we doubt an ally and companion who has opened his arms to us and worked hand in hand with us without reservation? What difference does it make whether he's high-ranking or legendary? He can lead human spellcasters on the right path and command the southern nations against foreign enemies. That's more than enough!"

In Phil Holden's opinion, the rank of a research mage is of no difference to him. He just spends the whole day in the laboratory conducting various researches, fiddling with alchemical instruments and magical materials... Of course, legendary research mages still have some advantages that ordinary people cannot match. Although they are not good at fighting, their vast mental strength and magical reserves are enough for them to beat the fire mage black and blue with just a pile of documents.

Under the absolute suppression of magic power and rank, complicated high-level attack techniques sometimes fail to work.

Sarath turned his gaze towards his former "disciple," and the invisible aura of power forced the other to look away unconsciously. Then he said lightly, "So? The new guide... it's time for us old ones to be buried, right?"

Seeing that the two were about to get into a fight, Dawson quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Ahem... Although Salas and I have ascended to the Legendary rank, we're still limited by our lifespans. And as you all know... Salas, suffering from Soul Dissociation Syndrome, was fortunately rescued, but he's effectively trapped near the energy formation, unable to escape. It's simply that the prison has been relocated from the underground mines to the larger and more prosperous Spark City." He paused, then sighed. "As for me, I'm the same age as him. Although I've always been cautious and avoid seeking death... mortal lifespans eventually reach their limits. Before that day arrives, I hope to truly realize my long-cherished wish."

Create a completely new spellcasting faction, completely separate from the existing magic development system.

And the soul spellcasting created by Harvey, which was derived from the undead faction... now seems to have shown signs of this.

"Therefore, Harvey's strength and background are of vital importance to us... Although it's difficult to say, as legendary spellcasters, we do have something to ask of His Majesty the Emperor and his agent."

Fadun suddenly realized and said quickly, "So you two suspect that His Majesty Harvey... has secretly ascended to the Legendary rank? With all due respect, this is truly hard to believe."

Saras shook his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, a rare hint of confusion visible. "Dawson is best at mental detection. Although directly trying to sense the opponent's details is considered rude and offensive by most people...we did use unnoticed methods, secretly..."

"Huh?" The three Sons of Flame opened their mouths in shock... Have the chiefs lost their minds? Even if they ignored their worldly power and imperial status, simply attacking their designated agents in front of the two mysterious figures behind the forum would likely infuriate them completely!

Dawson frowned and cut in directly, "He's empty!"

What's empty? Fadun swallowed his saliva and replied dryly, "Harvey likes to control a soul puppet in his daily actions. A lifeless body is naturally empty."

Sarath chuckled and said calmly, "How could we not know that the puppet he controls is just an empty shell? I'm talking about... his flesh and blood."

"The body is empty? What does that mean?" The Son of Flame was shocked and terrified, and couldn't help but ask, "Is Harvey's body occupied by some external entity? That's not right... Could it be, could it be the two people behind the forum..."

Dawson waved his hand and patiently explained, "No, he's not possessed. I can confirm that he's still himself... but neither Sarath nor I can sense... a magical barrier from him."

The so-called magic barrier is actually the biggest obstacle that a spellcaster will inevitably encounter when he or she is promoted. This is the basic rule of the operation of the magic network in the alien space, and no one can escape it. If you are not careful, not only will your promotion fail directly, but you may even suffer from magic decline and difficult-to-heal hidden injuries.

"We couldn't sense his rank. It was like someone else's body was a spiral staircase, but what Dawson and I saw was a twisting, yet endlessly smooth path... It was as if his magic patterns didn't need to be constructed, and his magic rings hadn't been reshaped."

Sarath pondered for a moment before slowly revealing the truth that also made him confused.

(End of this chapter)