A chat group for a certain tower warlock

"It's all right now." Yarman slowly opened his eyes and looked at Mostima, saying vaguely, "Don't worry about me, I'll just rest every now and then, I feel pretty good now... Huff... Huff..." With that, he lay back down on the sofa and went back to sleep.

"..." Mostima looked at Yarman, who was getting up like a zombie, and sighed helplessly. It seemed that her husband was no longer able to get up, at least for the time being. She would have to take over the rest of the work. But fortunately, she had gotten used to it and the two of them took turns doing many of the work.

Now that Yarman has suddenly collapsed, she isn't panicking. The Terra matter can proceed as usual, just like when Yarman left to explore other worlds.

"Fine, you can just sleep here. I'm leaving now." Mostima saw that he didn't seem like he would be able to get up anytime soon, so he left after saying that.

…………

Alliance Three Core World, the center of the world.

"Have you found out that organization exists?"

A wizard dressed in a magnificent robe and holding a staff sat in a chair, looking at the kneeling man below him, and said coldly, "Don't tell me you haven't found anything!"

"This... sir, we couldn't find out what organization they are." The man gritted his teeth, suppressing his fear, and said timidly with his head down, "They are too good at keeping secrets."

"..."×2

"So what clues did you find? Don't tell me you found nothing." The wizard looked at the man coldly, a murderous glint in his eyes. If they really found nothing, then it meant they were worthless. Worthless things didn't deserve to live!

The man knelt on the ground, and after thinking for a long time, he raised his head and said urgently, "We...we've discovered something, information about who's behind them!"

"Hmm? Okay, then tell me, who is it?"

"It's definitely one of the five worlds of the Management Committee!" the man said confidently, looking at the wizard. "But the most likely ones are Terra, the Foundation, and Cthulhu!"

"Hmm, so this is your analysis?" The wizard looked at the man in front of him and nodded, saying, "Then tell me, where should we begin our investigation?"

Hearing the wizard's tone soften, the man was overjoyed. He said eagerly, "My lord, I think we should start our investigation with the world of Terra. Terra is the weakest of the three worlds. Even their leader is only a warrior at the level of a great wizard."

"Compared to the wizarding world where adults are born, Terra is undoubtedly a small and weak world. To find out the truth about this matter, we should start by investigating the weakest world!"

Listening to the man's earnest analysis, the wizard nodded seriously. After hearing his words, he also thought so. The world leader was actually just a warrior at the level of a great wizard. How weak he was!

It seems this reconnaissance mission is a sure thing; there are no strong opponents on the other side. This credit is practically free!

Chapter 265: The Doctor's Death Star Flashes Frenziedly

“Then let’s begin with Terra!” The wizard nodded seriously, adopting a haughty and superior air as he looked at the man before him. “Have you figured out the world coordinates of Terra? And, are you ready with your starship to Terra?”

"This..." The man stammered, speechless. They hadn't sorted out this matter yet. All they could offer now was the world coordinates of Terra. As for traveling to Terra, that would be a bit difficult for them, since as the core world of the Alliance, they were not directly connected to the Management Committee's world.

In other words, they did not sign a contract to form a contractual channel, so they had no way to travel there. As for starships that could travel in the void outside the world... that would be beyond their knowledge.

But that answer is definitely not acceptable. Given the size of the alliance, finding a small world directly connected to a commercial center like Terra would be quite simple. As for containers, they can just buy them on the spot.

"Hmm?" The wizard looked at the man in front of him, his brows furrowing slightly. He sensed that the man seemed a little unsure of himself, probably because he didn't have world coordinates or a high-speed luxury starship that could directly reach Terra.

After kneeling on the ground and thinking for a moment, the man said urgently, "This... sir, because we are enemies with Terra and the contract passage has not yet been established, please go to another small world, and then we will take a... spaceship from that small world."

“…Okay!” The wizard thought for a moment and nodded seriously. After all, they were out on field missions and couldn’t expect the same luxurious treatment as in their own world. It didn’t matter if the conditions were a little tough.

Thinking it over, he slowly created a wave in the air, and then several spatial portals appeared in the air, from which several wizards dressed in robes of various colors walked out.

Looking at the group of people who had arrived, he said seriously, "This time, we're going to a small world called Terra to find out who arranged for that organization to attack us!"

After listening, the group nodded in unison. They had done this kind of task many times before and were all experienced professionals in the field.

Seeing their expressions, the wizard knew there was no need to say more. He looked at the man who was still kneeling on the ground like a statue and said arrogantly, "Get up and take us to Terra!"

"Yes! Your lord!"

…………

Terra, Canaan, inside the tower.

Looking at Yarman lying opposite him, wrapped in a blanket, the doctor frowned and asked, "Are you still able to move?"

“If I couldn’t move, you would have been beaten to a pulp by the nature of evolution long ago,” Yarman said irritably. He wrapped the blanket tighter around himself and nestled on the sofa. “I’m just malnourished right now, not paralyzed. I can still fight back, it just won’t last long.”

After listening, the doctor picked at his ear and nodded. "So, your kidneys aren't working, right?"

"...Looks like I haven't messed with you in too long. You don't even know your own name anymore." Yarman lay on the sofa, coldly looking at the Doctor opposite him. Then, the Doctor's hand rose uncontrollably and began to frantically slap himself in the face, completely unable to stop.

Lying on the sofa after hitting himself, the doctor begged Yarman for mercy, "Yarman, Yarman, boss, Your Majesty, I was wrong, I was really wrong, it's my kidneys that are weak, my kidneys are failing me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he regained control of his hand. He rubbed his face and looked at Yarman with a resentful expression. "You really went that far, after all these years of being brothers."

Upon hearing his words, Yarman snorted coldly, wrapped himself in the blanket, turned around, and faced away from the doctor, completely ignoring him.

Looking at him across from him, the doctor scratched his head helplessly and started making conversation, "By the way, Yalman, what are we going to do now? It seems like there's nothing major to do lately."

“If you want something to do, just go to Mostima at the end of time. She has a ton of things to do there,” Yarman said calmly. It was only because he wasn’t in the right state of mind that he went to help her long ago. Terra was getting bigger and bigger, and there were more and more things to do, and they were getting more and more troublesome.

Upon hearing this, the Doctor decisively shook his head. He didn't even want to get involved in Rhodes Island and the Committee's affairs, let alone voluntarily ask Mostima to work overtime. He'd rather die than work overtime.

Sitting on the opposite sofa, the Doctor finished a bottle of red wine and slowly stood up. "Then you can rest and recuperate here. I'm going back to Rhodes Island now. It's convenient there..."

"Don't go!" Yarman said calmly, his eyes closed.

"what?"

“I told you to sit here and not move!” Yarman slowly stretched a bony hand out from under the covers and pointed to the sofa opposite him. “Sit still, drink your wine, and tell Rhodes Island to drive far away and not come to Canaan. Then, prepare to notify the King of Gods of Terra.”

"...What are you notifying us about?"

"Meeting, we'll talk later," Yarman said lazily, then lay down on the sofa, wrapped himself in the blanket, and went back to sleep. Just as the doctor was about to leave, he suddenly had a strange feeling, a feeling that if he let him go, he would never see him again.

If the old branch level might still have a distorted premonition, then the Outer God level is incapable of having a distorted premonition. The fact that he can have this premonition means that the Doctor's death star is flashing wildly.

Looking at Yarman across from him, who had asked him to sit down, the Doctor scratched his head, sat down in the chair without understanding why, took out a bottle of beer from under the table, opened it, and began to slowly drink it.

Since the other person insisted on sitting down and drinking, he wouldn't hold back on offering Yarman's treasured collection.

…………

World level of the transit station, entrance and exit area.

A huge shipping container lay quietly on the ground. With a sound of machinery moving, the front door of the container suddenly opened slowly, and several people dressed in wizard robes walked out.

"This is Terra!" The wizard looked around and said with a bit of surprise, "It's actually a world-level world. I thought it was just a basic planetary world!"

“Schultz the Wizard.” A wizard in purple robes strode forward and whispered to him, “The low-level monsters that work here are heading this way.”

After listening, Schultz nodded, took out a world teleportation scroll from his pocket, opened it in front of the group, and stared at the chaotic world model on the scroll for a moment before clicking on the planet marked Terra.

With a flash of silver light, the five people vanished into thin air, leaving only an open, empty shipping container behind.

The next second, the three of them appeared in a desolate desert. Just as they were trying to search for any landmarks other than sand, a man carrying a lantern and holding a sword appeared not far away.

Looking at the five people not far away, he smiled and asked, "Outsiders, welcome to Iberia."

After listening to his strange language, the five people exchanged glances and simultaneously reached a consensus: to capture this person, forcibly read his memories, and examine the situation of this world!

Seeing the five people who suddenly attacked him, the man revealed a cold smile. He slowly drew his Swift Sword, and the lantern in his left hand immediately shone with golden light, and the power of the Dream Realm began to expand rapidly.

"It seems we must settle this with swords. Well then... I am Saint Montos, please enlighten me!"

Chapter 266: Half of the Teammates Collapsed Before the Startup Was Even Halfway Through

Seeing Montos suddenly grab a longsword and charge at them, Schulz gave a disdainful sneer. Did this native really think that knowing a little local magic and a bit of crude swordsmanship would be enough to fight against them, seasoned veterans who had traveled through many worlds?

"What an overestimation of your abilities!" Schultz stood still, looking arrogantly at Montos who was rushing forward. He had no intention of making a move. After all, he was the leader of the team. If he had to deal with every nobody, what would be the point of having these members?

He slowly turned around, slightly raised his head, looked at the star hanging high in the sky, put his hands behind his back, and adopted the demeanor of a powerful figure.

As a venerable, top-tier archmage, he only intervenes when slaying the Terra world administrator. Otherwise, his subordinates handle everyone, unless…

"Ahhhhhhh!"

A piercing scream echoed from the battlefield, reverberating across the vast desert and causing a flurry of feathered beasts to take flight. A blazing, sun-like flame instantly filled the entire battlefield, its golden hue radiating a unique sense of sanctity, seemingly capable of purifying all impurities.

Upon hearing the scream, Schultz instantly lost his composure. He immediately turned to look at the battlefield behind him, but the scene before him chilled him to the bone. A fireball burning like a star instantly swallowed a wizard, and the Dream Realm flames vaporized the wizard's defenses, burning him to ashes.

Seeing Schultz turn around, dumbfounded, then grit his teeth and his eyes wide with fury, Montos sneered and flicked his longsword. He slightly raised his lantern, and the golden flames immediately ceased, flowing into the lampshade like birds returning to their nests, transforming into a vibrant flame wick.

“You’ve finally turned around, sir?” Montos smiled, but his words were as cold as polar ice. “I thought I’d have to burn all your men to death before you’d turn around and look at me! I didn’t expect you to turn around so quickly. I overestimated you.”

"You! You actually killed a noble wizard!" Schultz drew his staff, pointed it at Montos opposite him, and said fiercely, "You're dead! I will definitely kill you!"

Seeing Schultz making threats, Montos stood there stunned. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly couldn't help but laugh. He thought the other party would say something interesting or new, but he didn't expect this.

"Hahahahahaha!"

Ignoring the increasingly ugly expression on the other side, Montos continued to laugh loudly, the lantern in his hand swaying back and forth. He even laughed until tears streamed down his face, as if he were about to laugh himself to death on the spot.

"Oh dear! My Lord! I never thought that even after two years of the Divine Calendar, there would still be wizards using such harsh words. From which corner of the Dreamland did you crawl out of?!"

Looking at Montos opposite him, Schulz's expression grew increasingly grim. It wasn't just that his teammate had been killed, but also that he realized he knew far too little about Terra.

What is the Dream Realm? Who is this person opposite me? What is the Calendar of the Gods? Why are there both world layers and planets?

With more and more questions swirling in his mind, Schultz quickly shook his head. Now was not the time to think about such things; the most important thing now was to take down that guy on the other side!

Thinking of this, Schultz acted without hesitation. A magical light flashed slightly at the tip of his staff, and the surrounding water molecules began to surge violently, moving in all directions.

Sensing the unusual movement in his bodily fluids, Montos was startled, and his gaze towards the other party became serious. The other party was a water wizard who specialized in playing with water, which was nothing, but to be able to affect the water in his body and attempt to turn him into a dried corpse, such subtle means were indeed very powerful.

Slowly raising the lantern, Montos's eyes turned serious. He displayed the strength of a living saint who had slain sixteen Lateran Chosen Gunners on the battlefield of the Dream Realm. The flame in the lantern instantly surged out of the lampshade, carrying with it a massive Dream Realm power that completely altered the entire space.

When in doubt, first apply a negative environmental buff to the opponent before engaging in combat.

Seeing that the people opposite him were like wilted eggplants, unable to even hold their staffs steady, Montos continued to manipulate the flames and surge towards them. The raging flames, like a tidal wave, instantly engulfed them.

"Splash! Pfft!"

The flames that had swallowed the group were suddenly extinguished by a large amount of water that appeared out of nowhere. The Dream Realm Flames were like encountering their natural enemy, and were quickly extinguished and completely destroyed by Schultz's water.

After confirming that the opponent's water could permanently damage his flames, Montos did not resort to force. Instead, he completely retracted the flames into the lantern, looked at the smug wizard, hung the lantern on his waist, and then slowly pulled out the hand cannon from his waist with his left hand.

Without the slightest hesitation, he aimed at Schultz and fired decisively. With a piercing gunshot, a large Originium bullet flew out of the muzzle and hit the opponent's left shoulder, which he couldn't dodge in time.

"Bong!"

"Ah~!"

Schultz was struck as if by lightning, staggering back a few steps. His left hand was almost completely knocked off, but his right hand was still casting spells with his staff. Complex spell runes flashed in the air, and shields appeared, firmly blocking the scorching bullets that followed.

"How foolish! Seeing a gun and not even knowing to dodge!" Montos casually opened the drum magazine, emptying the spent cartridges, while his swift sword in his right hand danced through the air, cutting through the spells of the other wizards.

After quickly reloading with one hand, he casually pushed the drum magazine into the gun, gently pulled the hammer with his thumb, glanced at Schultz across from him who was almost fainting from the pain but still hadn't put down his staff, and nodded seriously, "Not bad, that's more like a warrior."

“But this won’t save your colleague’s life!” Montos coldly pointed his gun at the others, and amidst their horrified gazes, decisively pulled the trigger!

"Pong!" ×6

Six bullets were fired, shattering a wizard's heart and brain, as well as breaking a leg and an arm.

"Hand cannons are great in every way, except that you have to reload them, and the reloading time is so long, it's such a hassle!" Montos frowned as he opened the drum magazine and started reloading again, while the remaining guys on the other side began to run away.

Freezing his injured arm, Schultz decisively took out a world teleportation scroll, pulled the two still alive to his side, and then randomly selected a location to activate the teleportation function!

"boom!"

Montos, who had just finished reloading, suddenly looked up and saw the three of them being swallowed by the portal and disappear without a trace, leaving only scorched earth and the corpses of two wizards.

"[Iberian profanity]! You even have spatial magic artifacts? You're lucky!" Montos complained, tucked his hand cannon back into his waistband, turned around, picked up the two corpses, and walked into the depths of the desert.

He planned to take the two corpses to a nearby temple as a sacrifice to his god in exchange for more divine favor and blessings, to become more powerful, and see if he could challenge Carmen's position.

Chapter 267: The Doctor's Battle

Lying on the sofa, Yarman closed his eyes and slept peacefully, while the doctor opposite him kept drinking, like a barrel, frantically consuming Yarman's treasured beer, without asking why. He just kept drinking because the doctor told him to.

"Phew~~~ Another bottle! That feels good!" The doctor casually tossed the bottle aside, then pulled out another bottle of beer from under the table, flicked off the cap, and continued drinking. With his bio-modified body, alcohol was practically nonexistent to him.

Just as he was enjoying his drink, Yarman across from him suddenly stirred. He slowly lifted the blanket, sat up, and, under the doctor's astonished gaze, straightened his hair and clothes before looking at him. "We have a guest. Tidy up your bottles and get ready to greet him."

"Guest, do people still come to your tower?" The doctor was skeptical. He hadn't seen any guests at the tower for a long time; the last one was over a year ago.

Ignoring the doctor's questioning, Yarman simply nodded lightly at him before leaning back on the sofa. "Just go when I tell you to. Why all the nonsense? The location is right at the main gate of Canaan City... They've already entered and are heading this way along the main road."

"Go and greet them, and it would be best to bring them here alive," Yarman said lazily. He then slowly got up, folded the blankets on the sofa, and put them away.

Seeing that Yarman across from him looked like he was really welcoming a distinguished guest, the Doctor didn't dare to be negligent. He picked up all the wine bottles and threw them into the trash can not far away. After tidying up his clothes, he walked towards the outside of the tower.

After leaving the tower, the doctor headed straight for the main road that ran through the entire city. Since Yarman said they came from the main road, he would go there and hopefully find them.

But... it would be best to bring them there alive. What does that mean? An uninvited guest?

The doctor pondered to himself as he walked unconsciously along the main road of Canaan. Thanks to his bio-modification, even without looking where he was going, he still managed to precisely avoid a group of pedestrians who were heading his way.

After dodging another telephone pole, he slowly raised his head, glanced back at the tower, and frowned slightly. "I've been walking for so long, where are those distinguished guests?"

"Those wizards who look like beggars are at the ten o'clock direction."

Hearing the voice echoing in his mind, the Doctor shook his head and muttered, "Weren't you paralyzed? How can you still send me messages from so far away... Ten o'clock, let me see." He looked up towards the northwest and saw several highly recognizable wizards gathered together.