A chat group for a certain tower warlock

Slowly standing up, Scranton picked up the dark green hat that was lying to the side and casually put it on his head. "Alright, I should go back now. I'm really sorry to have bothered you for so long!"

“You can come whenever you want, there’s no need for such formalities,” Yarman retorted casually.

“Alright, I’m off then.” Scranton turned around, opened a portal for his return journey, and disappeared into it.

Watching Scranton leave, Yarman shook his head helplessly. Scranton wasn't having an easy time either. He realized that none of them were living comfortably. How strange!

"Sigh, there are so many troubles everywhere. Isn't there anything fun or happy about?" Yarman sighed helplessly. He slowly stood up, walked to the liquor cabinet, took out a bottle of beer, and opened it casually.

Just as he put the beer bottle to his lips, a bombshell message suddenly appeared in their small chat group.

Lin Yi: @Everyone, everyone, I'm getting married!

Everyone: ? ? ?

Lin Yi: Yes, you heard me right, I'm really getting married! The wedding is in two weeks, and I've already sent you all invitations! You all absolutely have to come! Did you hear me?!

Yarman: Marriage? Who are you marrying? And you insist on coming? What, are you going to have a meeting with us at your wedding banquet?

Dumbledore: Don't worry, we'll definitely go. Who did you marry back then?

Scranton: I... never mind, I'll go too.

Lin Yi: Well, my wife is actually a young empress from a cultivation world.

Yarman: Another world? How so? Did you find some cultivation world in a chat group? Or did you accidentally discover a new world in the Void Sea?

Lin Yi: I discovered this world by chance while traveling through the Void Sea, and then I went inside.

Linnard: I understand. So, you relied on your long cultivation time, numerous magical treasures, and great strength to stir up trouble in that world and eventually managed to forcibly take down that empress?

Aurora: Don't say that. Maybe the Empress has taken a liking to our group leader?

Tesla: Goodness, she's got her eye on Lao Lin. I wonder if she'd be interested in learning about my electronic prosthetic eye. It's hot-swappable and guaranteed to keep me from going blind after installation.

Lin Yi: Stop talking nonsense, okay? It's clearly mutual!

Emperor Shang: A turtle looking at a mung bean—they've hit it off.

Yarman: Okay, enough of that. @Lin Yi, tell me first, how old is your fiancée?

Lin Yi: Well... how should I put it, she's relatively young, only 500 years old.

Everyone: ...

Im: @Lin Yi, may I ask how old you are now? According to your own world's time.

Lin Yi: Well... according to my world, I'm probably 1500 years old now.

Veronica: So, you're going to marry a woman who's only a third of your age, a child who's only 500 years old? Old Lin, you're 1,500 years old! This is like an old cow eating young grass!

Lin Yi: What do you mean by "child"? She's already five hundred years old!

Dumbledore: Come on, old Lin, my hemorrhoids are five hundred years old!

Yarman: You can't say that. We're all immortal beings, so age isn't a problem for us.

Aurora: Oh, I forgot, you also married a wife who is tens of thousands of years older than you. As a practitioner, you certainly have the right to say that.

Sitting in his chair, looking at Aurora's words, Yarman fell silent. In terms of the time they had experienced, Mostima was indeed tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of years older than him.

Yarman: Little Mo is moving in the direction of time, how can that be the same? If we're talking about truly freakish, it has to be Old Lin!

Lin Yi: Shut up! Okay, that's all. That's it. You can come or not, it's up to you.

Shang Huang: Of course we're coming! How could we, as friends, not come to the wedding of Lin Tianzun, the number one cultivator in the chat group? We're not only coming, we're going to dress up in our finest attire!

Lin Yi: Don't come here dressed in any weird clothes, I'm telling you!

Yarman: Don't worry, absolutely not. Do you want my true form to descend directly, or to come in a golden robe? If neither of these works, I can bring out something else.

Veronica: I can also use my true form to descend, I can even use my true form to descend while wearing a golden robe.

Tesla: In that case, I'll drive my Titan over there. By the way, you're getting married, right? I'll get you a bright red and gold paint job, and replace the light spear cannon with a giant salute cannon. How about that?

Scranton: I remember the foundation has some clothing items in its collection. Do you want me to wear them in the past?

Lin Yi: ...I suddenly regret telling you guys that I'm getting married. Never mind, you don't need to come.

Yarman: No, I'm definitely going. I received your email and the travel ticket. Okay, that's settled then. I'll go back and figure out what to wear to get there!

After saying that, Yarman logged off. Sitting in his chair, he excitedly wrote the story down on a piece of paper, carefully placed it in an envelope, stamped it with his wax seal, and threw it into the river of time.

He couldn't wait to get himself a super cool new outfit and take Mostima with him to urge Lin Yi to his death... Congratulations on your marriage!

Just as he sat in his chair, excitedly awaiting a reply, an envelope bearing the Mostima seal's wax seal suddenly appeared in mid-air and landed precisely on his desk.

Yarman casually tore open the envelope and began reading the words inside. After reading it, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Hahahaha, Old Lin, don't worry, we'll definitely give you a big surprise, hahahaha!"

Chapter 294: Mostima Ascends to Outer God

Sitting in the chair, Yarman couldn't wait to write another letter. After stamping it with wax, he casually tossed it into the river of time and then sat back down to wait for a reply.

But he waited a long time and still did not receive a reply from Mostima.

"What's going on? Why haven't they replied?" Yarman stood up, puzzled. His gaze pierced through the thick deck and armor of the Emperor of Life and locked onto the end of time in Terra.

He gazed into the distance at the end of time, where something strange seemed to be happening. After standing there for a moment and thinking, he decisively tore open the space in front of him and instantly jumped to the end of time, which was surrounded by a group of time inspectors. He stood in front of everyone and looked at the scene before him.

“Your Majesty!” Grace’s voice came from the side, “After communicating with you, the Lord became like this.”

Yarman nodded silently, gazing quietly at the end of time before him. After a moment, he slowly walked forward, but before he had gone a hundred meters, he was blocked by a gentle force.

He gently extended his right hand and tried to reach forward. The force was still gentle, but the pushing force was significantly stronger, as if it was repelling him from entering. This repulsive force was so strong that it even made him feel blocked.

"Stop me from going in?" Yarman's face darkened. He took a small step forward, and instantly, the entire River of Time seemed to boil, wildly stirring up waves.

With a casual wave of his sleeve, he calmed the boiling river of time. Yarman glanced at the seemingly nonexistent barrier before him, then at his own withered hands that looked as if they had been ravaged by time, and a few guesses began to form in his mind.

Could it be that she's breaking through to the Outer God realm? She's only had the Great World Sphere for a short time, this is too fast!

Slowly withdrawing his hand, Yarman turned to look at the group of tense inspectors behind him and said calmly, "Don't worry, Mostima is just undergoing a transformation. Go back to your posts!" After saying that, he waved his sleeve again, sending all the inspectors back to their respective posts.

Looking at the once bustling but now deserted End of Time, Yarman turned to Grace beside him and said, "You should also go back to Mostima's office. The work on the River of Time needs someone to temporarily take charge."

“Your Majesty, what is this…” Grace bowed slightly and asked him softly.

"It's just another step forward, nothing special. Let's go back!" Yarman had no interest in talking to her any further. He casually opened a spatial portal, swallowed her, and sent her back to Mostima's office.

Looking at the end of time, where no other living beings existed besides the two of them, Yarman sighed deeply, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes. As someone who had successfully broken through from the leader level to the Outer God level, he naturally knew just how dangerous this trial was.

He relied on his accumulated knowledge and skills over the years, along with the Tree of Life array imprinted in his body by Nicholas, to successfully reach the level of Outer God. Even so, he still took a long break.

If he hadn't finally figured things out, he probably would have killed himself, becoming the first Outer God to kill himself.

Thinking of this, Yarman closed his eyes slightly, and a vast spiritual power surged out instantly, mixed with the life force in his body, forming an avatar with the ultimate strength of a faction leader.

"Go back to the office in my place. We can't let this cause a shutdown." Yarman said seriously, looking at the clone in front of him. The clone bowed slightly to him without saying a word, then turned and disappeared.

Watching the departing clone, Yarman turned to look at the end of time behind him, his eyes filled with worry. He didn't know if a large world sphere would be enough for Mostima's appetite, especially if the energy wasn't sufficient...

Without much hesitation, Yarman took out the Soul Crystal from his pocket and unreservedly activated it, releasing all the energy contained within it towards the end of time before him.

As the primordial spirit of a Great World-level cultivator was fully released, the energy concentration in the end of time began to surge. The extremely pure energy instantly swept across the entire end of time. At the same time, specks of Outer God-level laws flickered in the air; these were the laws comprehended by that supreme expert.

"It's still not enough!" Yarman murmured, still somewhat uneasy, looking at the extremely concentrated world before him.

He surveyed the entire end of time, completely concealing the situation there, and then released his true form. Instantly, a creature as large as a world appeared in the end of time.

Standing in the void, Yarman's appearance has not changed much from before. It is still a starry mist with dark matter tentacles, and inside are three constantly rotating eye discs and a giant eye in the center.

The only difference is that the giant eye in the center is no longer just an eye, but a vast world that nurtures endless life, with a rich vitality constantly radiating outwards, bringing life to everything it touches.

Standing in the void, Yarman's gaze slowly moved to the end of time not far away. After looking at it carefully for a moment, he closed his eyes, and endless life began to evolve within his body, releasing seemingly inexhaustible energy.

As he continued his actions, the energy concentration at the end of time increased, even to the point that ordinary organisms could not accept it and could not survive. Only then did he pause his movements slightly.

"I don't know when she..."

"boom!"

Before he could finish speaking, a loud bang came from inside the barrier, a white light flashed, and all the energy instantly surged toward the direction of the light, just like matter being attracted by a black hole.

Feeling the immense attraction, Yarman did not hesitate. He stood firmly in place, and all sorts of magical life evolved within his body, like a star, constantly releasing countless energies in all directions.

After an unknown amount of time, Yarman slowly stopped moving. He transformed back into human form and stood in the void. Looking at a patch of empty space not far away, he softly called out, "Mostima?"

After a long while, a response came from the end of time: "Yes, I'm here."

As the sound rang out, a figure suddenly appeared in the void. Upon closer inspection, it was none other than Mostima. Without any hesitation, she immediately rushed forward and hugged Yarman, who was standing not far away.

"I knew it, it had to be you!" Mostima said excitedly yet calmly.

He turned and hugged her tightly, smiling as he said, "Of course it's me. Who else could it be?"

“Who else could it be? It can only be you. In the entire Terra, who else could provide such a massive amount of energy, mixed with such a vast amount of life force?” Mostima looked up and asked worriedly, “After all this, are you alright?”

"What could possibly be wrong with me?"

"Weakened?"

"...Why don't you try it and you'll see?"

"...A foul mouth!"

Chapter 295: The Doctor Being Carried Away

Dreamland, Emperor of Life.

"In other words, we now have two Outer God-level beings on Terra." The Doctor looked at the two sitting together, a smile unconsciously spreading across his face. He took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement, and said, "Then we will have more leverage to resist in the upcoming war."

“That’s true.” Yarman sat down in his chair, picked up his wine glass and took a small sip. “But we can’t let our guard down. We only have two Outer Gods right now.”

Mostima was slightly taken aback after hearing this. "Didn't you get two Supreme Gods from Scranton?"

“But those were Supreme Gods that Scranton had processed, not the originals.” Yarman shrugged helplessly. Those two Supreme Gods were Supreme Gods who had been completely killed by Scranton. From the moment they died, the divine matter on their bodies began to dissipate continuously.

The doctor looked up and asked, "Handle? How should we handle it?"

"So what if he killed them? What else can we do?" Yarman retorted irritably. "I thought he would bring me two living Supreme Gods, but I didn't expect that kid to bring me two dead ones. The bodies were still warm, and they looked like they were killed on the spot. I guess he has some conscience."

"These things come in dead, alive, and freshly killed versions?" the doctor said incredulously. In his view, anything even remotely related to Outer Gods was a supreme treasure, regardless of whether it was dead or alive. "By the way, what's the difference between these three?"

“The difference between live fish, dead fish, and frozen fish,” Mostima chimed in from the side.

Yarman continued, "Simply put, if it's alive, we can do more things. If it's dead, then we'll have to deal with how to solve the problem of corpse decomposition. However, this problem is actually unsolvable. There is currently no way to completely lock down the state of an Outer God-level corpse."

"In other words, the moment he killed the two supreme deities, the bodies had already begun to deteriorate." The doctor pondered for a moment, then looked up at Yarman and asked.

Yarman nodded and said helplessly, "That's true, but there's nothing I can do. When I talked to him, he said he couldn't suppress two supreme deities at the same time, and he wasn't lucky enough to encounter more, so he had no choice but to kill them one by one."

Mostima picked up the glass that Yarman had just drunk from and downed the red wine in one gulp. "So what are you going to do with those two corpses now? Are you really just going to let them decompose and become ineffective?"

“How could that be? I already have some ideas.” Yarman immediately refuted Mostima’s words, then his gaze slowly fell on the Doctor. He poured himself another glass of wine and took a small sip.

The doctor felt uneasy under his gaze and couldn't help but ask, "So what do you plan to do?"

“Originally, I planned to burn the contents of these two corpses to generate energy for you, Little Mo, but now that you've advanced, I've given the corpses to the lab for them to study.” Yarman and Mostima exchanged a glance, then looked at the doctor in front of them. “As for the second one…”

"……How about it?"

“It’s actually very simple. I plan to use that corpse to summon a demigod.” Yarman stared at the doctor, and slowly said amidst his panicked gaze, “The choice has been made, it’s you!”

The doctor frantically placed his hands on the table and exclaimed, "Why me? You're not planning to put me on the lab table for human modification surgery again, are you? No, I absolutely refuse!"

Seeing the Doctor immediately tear open a spatial portal in an attempt to escape, Yarman casually closed the portal, forcibly pulled him back, and threw him onto a chair. "I was just informing you, did you think I was discussing this with you? I told you not to train properly all the time, and now that we're going to war, you have no choice!"

Yarman's tone was filled with exasperation and anger. "If you were even as strong as Kal'tsit, I would never have given you that supreme divinity. But look at you, after all this time, your strength has not increased but decreased. You've even ruined your modified body to the point of being in a sub-healthy state!"

"[Leytania profanity]! I have no idea what you've been doing all day! It's so strange, you used to be able to fight against a Grand Wizard, but now you can only fight against Grand Wizards and remain undefeated, amazing!"

After spraying the doctor with his breath, he turned to look at the door and said, "Alright, come in and carry him over there!"

"Sizzle~~!"

Vegapunk casually pushed open the door and looked at the Doctor, who was pinned to the chair and unable to move. He waved behind him, and a group of researchers wearing the same style of oversized white lab coats came forward and lifted him up.

Seeing the doctor struggling, Vegapunk comforted him with a smile, "Don't worry, Wutong, we've gained a lot of experience and upgraded a lot of equipment. This modification won't be dangerous!"

"Vegapunk, you bastard!" The Doctor was lifted into the air, struggling constantly, but there was nothing he could do. He was carried into the laboratory by a group of lab technicians.

Watching the doctor being carried away, Yarman breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Vegapunk standing in front of him and asked, "Just how many people did you manage to pull out of the River of Time this time?"

"I'm just using the orders you approved to get people out of trouble."

"But I don't know how many people are on the list you gave me!"

"So what's the use of knowing now? The person has been rescued; we can't just throw them back in, can we?"