"Chief Grasha is very thoughtful." Lynn accepted the cage and had the Fallen Angel put it away carefully.
When he had invaded worlds before, he had always sent several Stigma-level Undead to command separate armies.
Each legion fought on its own. Forget coordination between them—even their own legions were difficult to command, making everything incredibly crude.
But that was also a characteristic of Undead legions. They cared nothing for tactics or formations, relying entirely on overwhelming their enemies with sheer numbers.
But with this Cluster Brain Beast, they could be centrally coordinated at the strategic level, while even squads could be micromanaged at the tactical level. It would indeed greatly improve their combat power.
Lynn was already considering bringing this thing along the next time he conquered a world.
The Death Department, Plague Department, War Department, Fear Department, Shadow Department, and Curse Department also successively sent representatives bearing gifts.
Some brought rare materials, some offered single-use Wizard Artifacts, while others gave away exclusive notes from their own factions.
Lynn accepted them one by one and returned the courtesies with polite gifts.
After that came the mentors and ordinary Formal Wizards from the various departments.
There were even more people in this round, and the gifts were more varied as well.
Some gave Soul Crystals, some brought magical beast materials, some offered potions they had personally refined, and some simply gave Magic Stones directly.
By the time Lynn had received the last gift, the expression on his face had gone somewhat numb.
He had never thought accepting gifts could be so exhausting.
Only after the final wizard withdrew did the ceremony truly come to an end.
At that moment, he was the true Chief of the Soul Department!
Rather than returning directly to his residence, Lynn instructed the Soul Department mentors