The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 866 Welcome to the Wizard Alliance
"Besides restraining the Overlord, you can't offer any other help... Fine, fine, fine!"

After hearing Richard's explanation, the golden pupils in the Dragon Emperor's eyes shone even brighter than when they clashed in a battle of power, like an inextinguishable sun.

A powerful dragon's might surged from his body, instantly filling the room. Even though Richard had optimized the tree pattern in the room, it still inevitably emitted some metallic creaking sounds.

Without a doubt, the Dragon Emperor was angry.

He said coldly, "Now you don't even need to lie to people when you're using them as cannon fodder? Even the most foolish mountain giant would promise some benefits before using someone."

Facing the enraged Dragon Emperor, Richard sat on his throne, his expression unchanged.

"Dragon Emperor, you're getting a little out of control. This isn't good for the deal."

"A deal? A deal!"

The Dragon Emperor's voice was so loud it was almost a roar.

"You actually call this a transaction? What kind of transaction is this? You offer up a tiny bit of knowledge, and we want to exchange it for our entire civilization!"
What? Your knowledge can make someone a level nine being?!

Richard remained calm. Faced with the Dragon Emperor's furious roar, he simply said in a calm tone, "You're losing control, Dragon Emperor."

I need to make a deal with a rational ruler, not with a beast on the verge of madness.

The Dragon Emperor stared at Richard, his gaze so sharp it was almost like a knife, as if he wanted to tear Richard to pieces.

But the gaze quickly disappeared as Richard remained unmoved.

"Am I really that bad at acting?"

The Dragon Emperor suddenly regained his composure and asked with a hint of helplessness.

Richard shook his head: "Not bad, I just don't believe you can't see the situation of the Spirit Desert Civilization."

The Lingmo civilization is now in a dead end. Going out leads to endless void, while going in leads to being surrounded by civilization devourers.

They have no other options left; cooperating with the Wizarding Alliance is their only hope at the moment.

"This price is too low," the Dragon Emperor said, shaking his head.

"Knowledge alone is not enough; we need more: resources, legions, and even the support of the Overlord."

Richard smiled. "These things are all negotiable, but can you represent the Spirit Desert Civilization?"

On his way to the Dragon's Nest, Richard gained a general understanding of the Spirit Desert civilization.

For most of its history, the Lingmo civilization was ruled by an imperial council composed of five emperors. However, when faced with truly significant problems, the imperial council could not unilaterally determine the direction of the Lingmo civilization.

Above the Imperial Council, there is another decision-making organization—the Prophet's Desert.

Legend has it that the Prophet's Desert is the origin of the Sand Spirits and the final resting place for countless Sand Spirits after their deaths. Every grain of sand in the Prophet's Desert is the soul of a Sand Spirit.

When faced with problems that could affect the future of the Lingmo civilization, the emperors would venture deep into the desert to listen to the guidance of countless sages from the past of the Sand Spirit.

Of course, Richard didn't believe in this.

"You mean the Prophet's Desert?" the Dragon Emperor asked.

Richard nodded.

"It seems you did some research before coming," the Dragon Emperor chuckled. "But unfortunately, you didn't do enough."

Richard remained silent, looking at the Dragon Emperor and waiting quietly for him to speak next.

"The Prophet Desert is the superior of the Sand Spirit Emperor and has nothing to do with us dragons. While I cannot represent the Spirit Desert civilization, I can represent the dragon race. Although this may sound like boasting, I can say without reservation that dragons are the foundation of the Sand Spirits and also the foundation of the Spirit Desert civilization."

If the dragons reach a decision, the Sand Spirits might add a few conditions. They would never veto the dragons' decision.

"Oh?" Richard was slightly surprised.

"Did dragons actually occupy such a high position in the Spirit Desert Civilization?"

The Dragon Emperor's eight heads shook, as if he had heard something funny.

"The Sand Spirits are an extraordinary race, and no one can deny that," the Dragon Emperor replied in a long, drawn-out tone. "However, to become a civilization, being an extraordinary race alone is not enough."

The strength of a civilization lies not in its strong members, but in its ability to transform the weak into the strong.

If you've ever fought against some of the illusory rulers in endless dimensions, you'll find that, apart from those ancient beings that are frighteningly old, most of these rulers are as weak as natives.

The sovereign guides civilization, and civilization nurtures the sovereign; it is a mutually reinforcing process.

To become a civilization, the first thing it needs is a writing system, and the Lingmo civilization uses dragon script. Secondly, it also needs an alchemical system to process the various abundant resources in the world.

Unfortunately, the alchemy system of the Spirit Desert civilization is dragon alchemy.

Finally, a civilization also needs a systematic path for advancement. This path must at least allow humans to evolve steadily to level six.

The evolutionary path of the Lingmo civilization is divided into two paths: one is to evolve in symbiosis with dragons, and the other is to evolve independently.

Both paths have their merits. Of the three Sand Spirit Emperors, two evolved independently. However, there was one Sand Spirit Emperor who evolved through symbiosis.

And that emperor's symbiotic dragon is me.

As he spoke, the gaze of one of the Dragon Emperor's eight heads suddenly changed.

"Hello, Miracle Wizard, I am Sand Spirit Emperor Sha Mantian."

Richard's eyes narrowed, a flicker of shock crossing his mind. He hadn't noticed Sha Mantian's presence at all during this time. If this were on a battlefield, he feared he would have suffered a great loss.

“Hello, Mr. Sha Mantian,” Richard nodded in greeting.

"Can we talk now?" the Dragon Emperor asked.

“We can talk, of course we can talk,” Richard laughed. “But I just don’t know what the Dragon Emperor wants.”

“Simply exchanging technical information is not enough,” the Dragon Emperor said in a low voice. “We need supplies, a massive amount of grassroots combat power to support us. We also need skilled technical craftsmen, experienced strategic commanders, and if possible, support from the Overlords.”

Richard's expression remained unchanged as he listened to the Dragon Emperor's lengthy conditions.

Every transaction involves a negotiation process.

“You have quite a lot of demands,” Richard said, sitting up straight. “If the Spirit Desert Civilization isn’t completely blocked by the Civilization Devourers, then we will definitely give it our full support.”

Richard paused for a moment after he finished speaking.

"However, we are now isolated by the civilization devourers. Even our most advanced inter-world travel technology cannot cross such a vast distance to support the Spirit Desert civilization."

Therefore, to provide the aforementioned support, the Overlord would inevitably have to personally transport it, risking attack from the civilization devourers.

The Dragon Emperor's vertical pupils dilated slightly.

"Miracle Wizard, are you overlooking something? Dimensional transport doesn't necessarily involve that much risk."

Richard's expression remained unchanged.

"Dragon Emperor, you don't actually think that the Lingmo Civilization can escape its dimension, do you?"

Before arriving at the Spirit Desert Civilization, Richard entered the Abyss Archives and consulted the Titan King about his ideas for transporting supplies between dimensions.

After all, a ruler can transport an enormous amount of supplies, enough to sustain several years' worth of consumption in a single trip.

However, the Titan King refuted his opinion.

"The idea is good, but unfortunately, the civilization devourer is like a snake. Snakes always swallow their prey whole and then digest it slowly. In this situation of being surrounded, the dimension of the civilization inside has actually already been swallowed by the civilization devourer, it just hasn't been digested yet."

The Dragon Emperor's expression changed slightly. He knew that Richard's words were definitely not unfounded.

Richard, with a serious expression, said solemnly, "The Spirit Desert Civilization has actually been swallowed up by the Civilization Devourers. Even if we sign an alliance, the Spirit Desert Civilization's dimension will not be able to reach the Alliance's dimension."

Furthermore, it is absolutely impossible for the Alliance's ruler to travel quickly to the Spirit Desert Civilization via dimensional teleportation.

hum!
A surge of energy suddenly erupted from the Dragon Emperor, clearly indicating that Richard's words had had a tremendous impact on him.

"So, our fate is already sealed?" The Dragon Emperor's voice carried a hint of disbelief.

“Not quite.” Richard shook his head. “The Spirit Desert civilization will continue, I guarantee that.”

Secondly, we are not without a chance of winning. As long as we unite the civilizations of the entire world, even civilization devourers will perish.

As for the people of the Spirit Desert Civilization, all they need to do is hold out until then.

How do you guarantee the continuation of civilization?

The Dragon Emperor's eight heads moved in unison, their golden eyes, as bright as the sun, fixed intently on Richard before him. An invisible pressure, like a mountain, fell upon Richard's shoulders.

Richard's next answer will directly affect the outcome of this deal.

“It’s very simple,” Richard said casually. “I have the coordinates of an indigenous world from another world community.”

On his journey to the Hearthman dimension, Richard encountered a monster banished from an indigenous world. Richard sealed the monster away and left a beacon in that world.

This was originally his preparation for exploring other communities after the war.

But now, this world has become the escape route for the entire Wizarding Alliance.

No matter how powerful a civilization devourer is, it can only be confined to this world's community. Once it escapes to another world community, even the most powerful civilization devourer will be powerless to reach it.

"You actually have something like this!" the Dragon Emperor exclaimed in surprise.

Banishing monsters is an extremely rare occurrence compared to the endless dimensions. For a sovereign to happen to witness the banishment of a monster is an even rarer probability.

And this world where monsters are banished happens to be an indigenous world, an existence with such a low probability that it can be almost ignored.

Even a ruler as old as the Dragon Emperor did not have such a collection in his long life.

“Just good luck,” Richard said calmly with a smile. “As long as you join the Wizarding Alliance, I guarantee that the Spirit Desert civilization will continue in this new world community.”

The reception room suddenly fell silent.

The Dragon Emperor's sixteen dragon eyes suddenly closed tightly, as if he were thinking, or as if he were communicating with something.

A moment later, the Dragon Emperor opened his eyes.

"On behalf of the dragons, I agree to let the Spirit Desert Civilization join the Wizard Alliance. However, we need your full technical and skilled support."

Richard stood up and extended his right hand to the Dragon Emperor.

"Welcome to the Wizarding Alliance."

(End of this chapter)