Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 693 The Spirit of the Alien Race
When the alchemical vessel used to contain the souls of the winged beings was urgently transported over, even Harvey couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Despite the fact that the emperor himself was conducting the risky experiment, the scale set up by the Federation and the Academy of Magic was truly absurd... This alchemical prosthetic body, used as a container, was almost completely disassembled and modified to the point that its original human form was no longer recognizable.

Or rather... you can't even tell it's in beast form.

It was a body completely stripped of its limbs, torso, and all other external structures that could affect the real world, leaving only a bald head that could barely contain the core of the soul, which reminded Harvey of the "brain in a vat" from his previous science fiction novels.

The person in charge of transporting and urgently modifying this vessel was none other than Arturo, the head of the Academy of Sciences.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured that I tested the alchemical vessel as quickly as possible before it arrived, transferring my soul core into it. This ensures that the vessel will function normally and will not affect the experiment due to the lack of a limb."

In other words, Arturo personally "tried out" the vessel, thus opening up the channel for the transmission of soul energy between the two in advance for Xavi.

This serious approach immediately drew the attention of the new alliance members, led by Salas and Dawson... These researchers, who were originally necromancers, were known for their strange and aloof behavior, but their courage in pursuing the truth was no less than that of any orthodox spellcaster. When faced with such a highly dangerous operation, they would definitely choose to take the risk and personally take action.

If His Majesty the Emperor hadn't possessed a control core with the power of rules, Dean Arturo would likely have argued that the soul transfer experiment be handed over to him today.

Harvey naturally understood everyone's thoughts, and nodded with an approving expression, saying, "Very good. Now that the preliminary test has been successful, let's not waste any more time and start the experiment as soon as possible!"

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Soon, a winged being, completely limp and unconscious, was firmly strapped to a metal cart and sent into the laboratory.

Harvey frowned slightly, puzzled. "Didn't you use the Frozen Magic Stone to put them to sleep? Won't a large dose of anesthetic corrode their flesh and blood?"

Fa Dun smiled wryly: "Your Majesty, the Frozen Magic Stones can only be used briefly when transferring living organisms. If left for too long, they will cause the outer shell to dry out faster. Although the anesthetic will cause corrosion... considering that they are disposable experimental products anyway, it is more convenient to operate."

In a sense, the captured alien beings were not even considered high-level intelligent life forms in the eyes of these research mages, let alone treated as human beings.

Harvey coughed awkwardly twice, then nodded and said, "Let's begin..."

The mid-to-low-level researchers in charge of the preliminary preparations quickly cleared the area and left. Magic Shield and Arturo personally took charge, fixing the limp winged creature to the metal experimental table, and then connecting the alchemical carrier to it.

Harvey removed his cumbersome outer robe and went straight to the soft recliner placed to the side. He also pulled an energy pipe hanging down from the ceiling and connected it to the hood he was about to wear.

In this soul extraction and transfer experiment, he will no longer rely entirely on the energy-gathering array to complete the energy injection. Instead, he plans to use his own powerful spiritual energy to manually open the transfer pathway and directly guide the winged beings' souls to transfer to their bodies.

As the activation lever of the planetary-level energy-gathering array was yanked down, the massive brass instrument standing in the center of the hall began to emit a deep hum. Large amounts of magical energy drawn from the magic network began to dissipate uncontrollably, creating rhythmic fluctuations that echoed throughout the laboratory. "The energy-gathering array has activated one-way transmission mode. Soul transfer can begin at any time, Your Majesty..."

Before FaShield could finish speaking, Harvey had already expertly put the metal mask on his head and instantly entered a deep meditative state.

Instead of breaking through the dimensional barrier to enter the magic network space, he directly poured his mental energy into the virtual world created by the control core. Looking at the boundless parallel scroll beneath his feet, he carefully observed the metal particles that were constantly changing and freely combining... Each particle represented an alchemical creation in the real world that was located around his body and could be directly controlled.

With just a slight thought, the dense metallic particles, as bright as a galaxy, would all stop and then condense into millions of different shapes according to his idea, layer upon layer surrounding Harvey in the center, just like an asteroid belt orbiting a star.

Soon... he astutely discovered the only "discordant" element among the hundreds of millions of "planets".

It was a particle so small that it could be ignored. From the beginning, it drifted on the edge of the entire planetary belt. Unlike other particles that blindly followed his will, it could not directly escape Harvey's control and break free from the constraints of billions of particles.

It seems catching this guy won't be too difficult...

Harvey smiled slightly, raised his hand and pointed forward, pulling it directly over and making it float in front of his projection. He squinted and observed it carefully.

This tiny metallic particle seemed to be shrouded in an invisible barrier, like a moth trapped in an upside-down glass, constantly struggling and colliding with itself in an attempt to break free, but it could never escape.

Harvey then continuously poured the power of the rules he controlled into it... and initiated a "forced conversation"!
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Salas stood solemnly beside Harvey, one hand gently resting on his shoulder, seemingly always ready to deal with any unexpected events. However, his eyes, like Dawson's, remained fixed on the alchemical vessel on the experimental table beside him.

Less than half a minute into the transfer experiment, the winged being, who had been injected with a high concentration of anesthetic, suddenly began to convulse and struggle violently. Although the magic shield reacted immediately and forcibly suppressed it with its manipulating hand, it was soon discovered that the struggle gradually turned into uncontrollable spasms and stiffness. The red breathing sacs behind its ears on both sides instantly swelled to their limit, almost bursting at the slightest touch.

"Why is the reaction so strong?" Arturo frowned. "Is His Majesty using violent means to forcibly extract its soul? Could this directly cause its soul to shatter?"

"Could it be that it's engaging in a battle of soul and spirit with His Majesty?" The magic shield clenched its fist slightly and murmured softly, "Should we... should we stop the transformation process first and awaken His Majesty to ask about the situation?"

Before Salas could take charge, he shook his head in refusal... The alchemical vessel, now only containing a head, fixed to the experimental table, suddenly had all the magical runes cast on its surface light up instantly. The blazing light quickly turned from dim to dazzling... This was because its internal soul core was operating under overload!
Then, the soul container, which resembled a metal skull, suddenly trembled rhythmically, and then slowly rotated its neck, which was fixed to the base, opening its mouth to its limit... and letting out a silent howl towards the ceiling.

Dawson snapped back to his senses and slapped his thigh.

"Oh no! Dean Arturo, we forgot to connect this alchemical brain to a speech system that allows for language communication!"

(End of this chapter)