Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 614: Heretical Thoughts
"This is the specific situation..." Harvey spread his hands and said helplessly to the two Legendary Chiefs who had hurried over. "There's nothing wrong with the theoretical design, but after actual verification, it hasn't produced any practical results."

A thin ice blade half the size of a palm, when fired at close range, could not even cut through the army's uniforms covered with optical camouflage coating, and it had no power at all.

Dawson pondered for a moment, then walked over to the vertical console where the so-called "Magic Armor" hung. Pointing at the densely engraved inscriptions on the armor's surface, he said slowly, "Could it be because the Soul Core isn't installed? Unable to draw sufficient magic power from the magic network, naturally, it can't unleash powerful offensive spells."

Harvey shook his head and patiently explained, "The soul core is only a transformation center. It can only release the pure magic energy it carries. This way, it can't simulate the attack effects of elemental magic."

Sarath frowned, not caring about avoiding suspicion, and asked directly, "If soldiers equipped with demonized armor don't rely on soul cores and don't have their own magic power system, how do they channel their bloodline abilities to cast elemental magic that only spellcasters can learn?"

Harvey chuckled, not intending to hide his secrets. He walked over to the semi-encased magical armor and pointed at the long, intricate structure in the center, like a mechanical spine. He spoke softly, "I use soul stitching technology... I extract the souls of creatures naturally endowed with magical attack capabilities, but instead of converting them into core devices, I break them up and integrate them into the entire suit of armor. Each rune engraved on it represents a signal transmission connection point."

The long list of completely new terms they had never heard of immediately gave Salas and Dawson a headache, as if Harvey and they were not studying the same extraordinary knowledge called magic. They could roughly understand the meaning of each newly coined word, but when they were combined into a sentence, it was particularly unfamiliar.

"Soul stitching technology...is it the innovative soul theory used to treat Duncan?"

"Yes, that attempt and the subsequent series of research gave me a lot of inspiration, which is why the magic armor was finally created. Unfortunately, the actual effect was not as satisfactory as expected."

Dawson subconsciously exchanged glances with Sarath, only to find that the other person had the same expression as him...

It was a complex emotion of disappointment and relief. On the one hand, they did expect Harvey to achieve this unprecedented feat, but on the other hand... they were also relieved that he had temporarily suffered a setback in the progress of the experiment.

The advent of magical weapons has already divided the spellcasters' monopoly on the control of extraordinary powers. If... if the magic armor is further innovated, then mortals who can also freely cast all kinds of sophisticated spells will no longer regard them as high-level incarnations of wisdom and power, and the spellcasters, a group that transcends the mortal world, will completely fall from the "altar".

Sarath's lips moved, hesitating several times before finally opening his mouth to discuss with Harvey, "What kind of magical creature's soul did you use to temporarily connect with humans? Is it because the creature's own soul is not strong enough that the magic it activates is too weak?"

Harvey rolled his eyes. "Devil Fire Source Beasts are the magical creatures that untamed demon warriors ride. If something as big as an ice mammoth is considered to have insufficient soul strength... I really can't find a more suitable comparison."

The sub-dragon monsters are on the verge of extinction in the northern and southern regions, and it is difficult to find any trace of them.

Dawson pondered for a moment, then consulted the two. "Perhaps we could contact Gallagher. He's been dealing with the demons in the Evil Moon Mountains for years. As you know... the demons are best at taming all sorts of rare and precious ancient demonic creatures."

Although they hold the title of honorary chief of the new federation, Dawson, Salas and Gallagher are essentially subordinate to the founder Harvey. Since it is a magic experiment project that belongs to him personally, even if the other party is willing to share it without reservation, when it comes to their real participation, it is better to seek the other party's opinions at every stage.

Harvey immediately understood the legendary wizard's intention and waved his hand with a smile, saying, "No problem. I originally invited you two to discuss this matter with me. It would be great if you could ask for some additional assistance from Mr. Gallagher."

This frank and sincere attitude immediately made Sarath's mouth curl with satisfaction. He raised his hand and asked his guards to bring a mithril-coated dressing mirror. Using his unique communication method, he connected with Gallagher, thousands of miles away. "Ahem... Sarath, Dawson... uh, His Majesty Harvey? What are you three doing..." The figure of the black-robed legend gradually became clear in the silver mirror. Seeing the three standing side by side, their eyes fixed on him, he was immediately puzzled. "Why are you contacting me all of a sudden? Are there new movements by the demon lizardmen on the central defense line?"

Harvey didn't get to the point right away. Instead, he smiled and said, "Mr. Gallagher, how is Black Rock City doing these days?"

"Hehe, after the Church withdrew its troops, we've been living in Blackrock City more peacefully than we've in decades. I personally submitted a unilateral request to the Federation to split the chapter, but I haven't received a response yet... However, the supplies that used to arrive promptly seem to have been delayed indefinitely."

This is quite normal. One of the three chiefs suddenly announced the independence of the Blackrock City Mage Regiment with nearly a thousand people, and the other two even quietly fled from Alayeh to the North. The Magic City must have been in chaos by now, with various factions fighting each other for the division of power. How could they have the time to take care of Blackrock City where there was no war.

Gallagher paused, tapped the mirror lightly with his finger, and said with a hearty smile, "However, the new annihilation spears sent by His Majesty Harvey, as well as various high-quality precious magic stones and large-scale material supplies... are more than enough to meet the daily operations of the independent regiment. Although there are no demon invasions at present, we have also firmly established a foothold north of Evil Moon Mountain. Their frontline central fortress is currently under control."

Dawson couldn't stand the boring small talk between the two of them any longer, so he interrupted and said, "Find a way to get two sub-dragon monsters for Starfire City!"

"No problem... What? A sub-dragon seed? What are you dreaming of?" Gallagher raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Where can I get a sub-dragon seed for you? The lair of the Demon Lord?"

Sarath waved his hand and asked, "Are there any demonic war beasts more powerful than the individual Demonic Fire Source Beasts?"

"How is that possible... Source Beasts are untamed war beasts, and their bloodlines are purer than those of the demonic hybrids. Their ascended ones might privately domesticate some mutant demonic beasts, but you also know... right now, there are no signs of ascended ones within hundreds of miles north of the Evil Moon Battlefield."

The demons are suspected to be fighting fiercely with the demon lizardmen in the far north, and it is impossible for their powerful combat individuals to be dispatched to the south.

Harvey sighed helplessly and patiently explained to him the specific difficulties of the magic armor research and development project that the three of them had just established.

Gallagher was completely confused, and only after the three people explained it repeatedly did he finally understand the reason.

"The magical creatures used to construct the armor aren't strong enough...so the soldiers and warriors can't unleash powerful magical attacks after assembling it?"

The legendary battle mage was always straightforward in his approach to problems. He blurted out almost subconsciously -

"Then why not just remove some soul fragments from the caster and reattach them to the caster? With self-repair, there shouldn't be any issues with rejection or strength, right? That way... casters won't have to worry about the barriers between different magical factions. Arcane mages could also practice elemental magic, and necromancers could perform astrological prophecies! It's a truly unprecedented feat!"

The three people on the other side of the mithril mirror were all stunned when they heard this, and couldn't help but denounce it in unison: "This is simply heresy!"

(End of this chapter)