A chat group for a certain tower warlock

Yarman examined the information extracted from his soul and said without looking up, "You know what to do, right?"

"I will gather as much intelligence as possible about them and then hand it over to you. The Law of Corruption... I need you to send me the code of the law you have compiled. By the way, I can only interfere with the Law of Life," the wizard avatar said calmly, his voice indistinguishable from the electronic and radio signals on a radio.

“Okay.” Yarman emitted a beam of emerald light. “It’s been prepared for a while now, here you go.”

Allowing the light to enter his mind, the wizard avatar deciphered the code within it and looked at Yarman, "I understand. I'll begin my operation soon. How can we contact each other?"

Yarman gave him an address, saying, "These are the coordinates of my information receiving point in the long river of life. Remember to include your mailing address when you write, and I will reply to you after reading it."

The wizard avatar nodded. "I will write you a letter once a month, except for special circumstances."

"Okay, that's settled then. I'm leaving now." Yarman nodded, placed his hand on the potted plant beside him, and instantly became one with it, returning to the river of life and hiding himself through the plant's essence.

Chapter 316: A Brand New Trump Card

Floating in the river of life, Yarman wandered aimlessly. He would not return to his base. His activities were becoming too frequent and could easily attract the attention of the administrators of this world. More importantly, the strongest being in this world was a powerhouse at the level of the Great Mother Goddess.

He wasn't sure if he was being watched. If he was, returning to the base now would be tantamount to revealing all their plans, ruining not only their own plans but also putting Mostima and the others in danger. After considering all factors, it was best not to go back.

Although he didn't plan to go back, he also didn't intend to just drift around aimlessly, wasting his time. He planned to conduct some experiments in this world that were not suitable to be carried out in his own world.

"But to be honest, the river of life in this world is quite vast," Yarman said seriously. The sheer size of the river of life in the Wizarding World is comparable to that of the Cthulhu world. Terra's river of life is, while not incomparable, worlds apart.

Floating in the river of life, Yarman carefully created a small world and moved himself into it. It was a bit difficult to conduct experiments while floating, so it was better to be in the small world.

He took out a piece of matter from his inner world and carefully looked at the flesh and blood that was constantly writhing and multiplying in his hand. A look of caution flashed in his eyes. He casually created a Dominator-level monster, cut off a piece of flesh and blood, made a cut in the monster's body, and stuffed the flesh and blood into it.

As soon as the flesh and blood were stuffed into the wound, they automatically merged with the monster, and the deep wound healed in the blink of an eye, without even leaving a scar or a lump, as if it had never existed at all.

The monster obediently lay prostrate on the ground, not daring to move, but soon it began to tremble involuntarily. The tissue under its skin surged like waves, and its size and strength continued to grow as it surged. But the intense pain made it unable to help but roar to the sky.

Looking at the monster that had gone completely mad and was no longer under his command, Yarman's eyes remained calm. He quietly watched the monster's transformation, from an ordinary ruler to the limit of a faction leader, unstoppable in its march toward the Outer God level. Then, its body completely lost control and exploded.

"Bong!"

The instant the monster exploded, Yarman wiped it out completely. Looking at the culprit in his hand, his expression was uncertain. The power contained in this magical creation was beyond the creator's imagination. However, in the current situation, it wasn't a bad thing.

He cut off another piece of the flesh that had just grown back. This time, instead of capturing monsters to experiment on, he cut open his own arm and filled the wound with the flesh.

"Uh... um..." Yarman let out two low growls, then silently felt the changes brought about by the flesh and blood invading his body. Well, not to mention anything else, the strength of his body at the implant site had increased slightly.

Feeling the subtle, almost negligible changes within his body, Yarman shook his head in disappointment. The potential of this mass of flesh in his hand was still too low; it was practically useless against external gods.

Conjuring a magical scalpel, Yarman ruthlessly swung it at his own arm, precisely severing the piece of body tissue implanted in his flesh and throwing it to the ground.

Looking at the flesh and blood that was still writhing and multiplying on the ground, Yarman pondered for a moment, then casually wiped it away. He turned to look at the flesh and blood that was still multiplying in his hand, and a thought flashed through his mind.

"Perhaps, this thing could become one of my trump cards?" Yarman looked at the flesh and blood in his hand and thought of the transformation of the monster from the Dominator level all the way to the Outer God level. Unfortunately, its foundation was too weak and it could not withstand the explosive increase in power, so it exploded and died.

If this flesh and blood can be elevated to the Outer God realm, then if he uses this flesh and blood, could his power also increase dramatically, reaching the level of the Great Mother Goddess, or even approaching the level of his nominal grandfather, Azathoth, as long as he can maintain his balance and not explode and die?

Considering his current situation, Yarman felt that he needed to have a trump card, ideally a royal flush, but four twos would also be acceptable.

“This project is quite interesting.” Yarman held the flesh and blood in his hand, pondered for a moment, then threw it onto his research table. Facing the original files he had left behind when he created this thing, he began to reconstruct its origin little by little, pushing it toward the realm of Outer Gods.

He was determined to develop his own trump card. He didn't expect to be able to contend with a powerful Mother Goddess, but at least he wanted to be able to resist for a period of time, even if it meant being on the defensive.

…………

At the center of the base's star system, in a desolate expanse of starry sky.

Mostima stood still, with terrifying spatial fluctuations surging around her. Not far in front of her was a spatial array that seemed to float in the void, and at the center of the array was a twisted array filled with strange characters that was extremely mysterious and gave anyone a headache just by looking at it.

As Mostima moved, the originally dim magic circle gradually began to shine, and the blue-purple light made the magic circle completely appear in the void, as clear as black and white text.

Mostima stopped what she was doing after channeling the last bit of magical energy into the magic circle. The world coordinates were now embedded into the core of the magic circle. The magic circle would then continuously receive spacetime information from the void and determine whether it was emitted from the Cthulhu world. Once confirmed, the passage would be completed instantly.

After restoring the chaotic spacetime around her, Mostima looked at the four Outer Gods beside her. "The magic circle is complete. The rest is up to you. Please be careful. Anything that absorbs spacetime information can easily attract the attention of the Wizarding World Administrator, understand?"

"Yes, Commander!" ×4

Mostima glanced at the four people who nodded in agreement, then turned and left the location of the magic circle, returning to the command room. She sat in the chair that had once belonged to Yarman, holding his pen, and said, "Where did you go? I couldn't find you anywhere, and you even logged out of the chat group without sending a single message."

Just as she was muttering worriedly, the small potted plant on the table suddenly moved, and a leaf gently fell onto the table.

Looking at the leaf that had fallen on the table, she picked it up with some confusion. Then, her eyes flickered slightly. The biological information inside the leaf was chaotic and disordered, clearly indicating that it had been encrypted.

After sitting down and thinking for a moment, she tried the decryption method she was most familiar with and immediately cracked the biometric information. The information was actually very simple: "Safe, don't worry."

Looking at the leaf in her hand, Mostima remained silent for a long time before carefully placing it in the drawer. She let out a long sigh, regained her usual calm demeanor, and continued to review the documents.

In the star system of the base, spacetime has never been so stable.

Chapter 317: I almost got killed in one hit!

Sitting upright in the small world, Yarman held the flesh and blood in his hand, somewhat hesitant. It wasn't that the flesh and blood was too weak to be his trump card; rather, he had strengthened the flesh and blood too much, and he was worried that after embedding it into his body, he wouldn't be able to completely control it.

If it were to embed itself into his body, he would have to suppress the flesh and blood with all his might to prevent it from completely devouring him, which would cause his strength to decrease rather than increase under normal circumstances, which would be a loss.

"Sigh, whatever. If my normal strength has decreased, so be it. Anyway, I'm not the best, but I'm not the worst either." After careful consideration, Yarman decided to embed the flesh in front of him into his body. In any case, he was in a state where he couldn't beat those above, but he could kill those below at will.

With a casual gesture, Yarman conjured a scalpel and made a large incision in his abdomen without expression. Not a drop of blood flowed out, revealing a bunch of bizarre and twisted organs and a large amount of gelatinous substance. The eerie green gel gushed out to fill the wound the moment it appeared.

Looking at his wound, which was almost healed, Yarman cut himself again with a hint of annoyance. "My surgery isn't over yet, so don't let it heal, or I'll have to cut myself again!"

Quickly bracing himself against the wound he had just opened, Yarman stuffed the still writhing and multiplying flesh into the wound. He roughly gripped the flesh, pushing aside the large clumps of gelatinous tissue and the tough, stable organs inside his body, and forcibly stuffed the flesh into his abdominal cavity. Only after confirming that the flesh would not be pushed out did he withdraw his hand.

Feeling the constant throbbing sensation within his body, Yarman frowned slightly. The Tree of Life array within his origin shone brightly, its ten spheres resembling ten mature stars, illuminating the entire inner world with emerald green light. Under the radiance, his flesh and blood involuntarily curled up.

Under the influence of the Tree of Life array, the Law of Life manifested as threads like sewing thread, binding the flesh tightly. The divine power of the Law flowed across the surface of the flesh, finally transforming into a large lock that completely locked the flesh.

Feeling the flesh and blood within his body completely suppressed by the Tree of Life array, Yarman breathed a slight sigh of relief. This mass of flesh and blood was far too aggressive; even he had to devote a portion of his energy to suppressing and stabilizing it.

"It's so energetic, it should be able to work when we really need it." Yarman touched his abdomen uncertainly. He wasn't sure about something he hadn't tried before.

However, rather than knowing just how strong the flesh and blood he created was, he hoped he would never know. By the time he found out just how strong it was, he would probably be facing a desperate situation.

Slowly rising from the ground of the small world, Yarman sensed something was amiss as soon as he connected to the River of Life. First, the river's water had changed, becoming more Cthulhu-like.

Secondly, a number of inspectors have appeared in the originally quiet river. Most of them are at the Dominator level, and a few are at the faction leader level. These people have dissolved their spiritual power into the river water, and the entire River of Life is filled with various kinds of spiritual power.

"What a mess!" Yarman said with some dissatisfaction, disconnecting from the River of Life. Being connected to the River of Life made him feel like he was swimming in someone else's brain.

"But why did they suddenly start checking?" Yarman wondered. "Was it the wizard's avatar transmitting the virus? Or was their base discovered? Or have I been found out?"

“But speaking of which, I’ve been studying flesh and blood for several months now, and I don’t think I’ve received any letters in the last month!” Yarman was slightly taken aback. He looked at the bookshelf next to him, checked it, and confirmed that he hadn’t received the regular report from the wizard avatar for more than a month.

Having confirmed this, Yarman immediately wanted to try connecting to the small world that received the mail, but he stopped himself. If the small world that received the mail was exposed, there would definitely be a super strong person watching it. If he went there now, he would be walking into a trap.

“I need to ensure the security of the receiving point, but I can’t go there myself,” Yarman said as he thought. “Then I need to think of a way that won’t be discovered… but it seems like there isn’t one.”

He was somewhat disheartened to discover that the other side not only had the initiative, but also the ability to do nothing about it. No matter what method they used, it seemed that in the end, it would be extremely dangerous.

After thinking for a long time, Yarman finally had no choice but to accept that the small world where he received the letter had been exposed. It was too troublesome to lurk in this world. The powerful figure on the other side was too strong. He didn't even dare to contact his wizard avatar anymore.

I'm terrified that I might accidentally be exposed by the other party.

Just as he was pondering and wondering what to do, someone had already made the choice for him.

Suddenly, a spacetime fluctuation that shook the entire world appeared and spread throughout the world in an instant. The unique aura of another world contained in the spacetime fluctuation immediately ignited the entire Wizarding World.

"...Have they reconnected to their hometown? Why are they making such a commotion!" Yarman was completely stunned. Isn't connecting to a spacetime portal supposed to be a very secretive thing? Why are they making such a big fuss now?

He stood there stunned for a moment, then immediately tore open the small world. Ignoring the spiritual power within the River of Life, he leaped out, and a vast amount of energy burst forth from his body, opening a passage between the River of Life and the real world.

By casually tossing down a mental meme virus, Yarman will plug the loophole he created. If nothing unexpected happens, all the watcher wizards in the River of Life will be transformed into monsters by the meme virus.

Upon arriving in the real universe, Yarman immediately began to leap through space, returning to the center of his base star system in just a few seconds. Looking at the spacetime tunnel in front of him, which was constantly rubbing against the surrounding space and sparking with the laws of space, he turned to look at the bewildered Outer God beside him.

"How much longer until the Great Mother Goddess and the others arrive here?"

"This...it will probably take about ten minutes." The mental side's external god frantically calculated the time and hurriedly said to him, "Commander, we've been exposed, what should we do?"

"What can we do? What can we do! Let's do it!" Yalman gritted his teeth and spat out a few words. He turned to Mostima, who had just arrived, and before she could speak, he said, "I'll hold him off, you stabilize the spacetime portal!"

After saying that, without paying attention to Mostima's expression, he turned to the four Outer Gods beside him and said, "There must be more than one Outer God-level wizard here. I'll hold off the World Administrator, and you hold off the others!"

"Even if it means death, we must hold out until the Great Mother Goddess and the others arrive!"

After saying that, Yarman rushed out of the star system base and came to the empty starry sky. Without any hesitation, he immediately revealed his true form, a god comparable in size to a planetary system appeared in the starry sky.

Just as he revealed his true form and prepared to fight, a hazy ray of starlight shot out from the depths of the endless and distant starry sky, trailing a long, radiant tail behind him, and shot toward Yarman's true form at thousands of times the speed of light.

To Yarman's horrified gaze, the starlight ray pierced through his body in an instant. Fortunately, he instinctively turned his body, and the ray only pierced through the starlight mist, a few tentacles, and an eye ring.

"This is...deconstructed?" Yarman felt his body being restored to a clean atomic state, his eyes fixed on the direction from which the star rays were shooting, not daring to even breathe.

His body was restored to a state of utter purity, leaving only pure atoms, without a trace of divinity, energy, spiritual power, or laws!

With such powerful reversion capabilities, he had no doubt that if he were hit in the core, the core would be instantly reduced to its original, pristine atomic state and then completely annihilated.

That ray of starlight was aimed directly at the core of his divine body. If his fighting instincts hadn't completely degenerated and he hadn't turned around at the last moment, his core would have been completely dismantled!

He was almost killed in one hit!

Chapter 318: The Great Battle Begins

Standing in the void, energy and laws surged within Yarman's divine body. His body, which had just been deconstructed, was restored to its original state in an instant. At the same time, strange spells swirled around his body, and various law runes appeared and disappeared around his divine body, forming a huge barrier.

After completing the protective structure, Yarman stood motionless, his vast mental power monitoring the movement of every single atom within hundreds of billions of light-years.

The powerful figures of the Wizarding World didn't keep them waiting long. Soon, several Outer God-level wizards tore through space and arrived in the void. The two sides immediately began fighting upon meeting, without exchanging a single word.

The four Outer Gods were immediately engaged in a fierce battle, with each of them having to deal with an average of two Outer God-level wizards. Even so, they were unable to stop all the Outer God-level wizards who came to kill them. There were a total of fifteen wizards who came, and all of them were Outer God-level, with none of them being a Dominator.

Silently watching the six Outer God-level wizards who had not been stopped rush into the star system behind him, Yarman made no move. He believed that with Mostima's strength, he was capable of slaughtering all six wizards, whose strength was generally at the ordinary Outer God level, while protecting the spacetime passage.

Furthermore, he dared not make any rash moves. The world administrator on the other side had already locked onto him, and his super intuition was constantly warning him that he was in an extremely dangerous situation, with an extremely powerful being watching him. He should jump through time and space and escape as soon as possible.

In this state, even if another Outer God-level wizard were to entangle him, he wouldn't be confident he could dodge the Star Rays again. He had no energy left to pay attention to the battles of the others.

Within the base star system, an earth-shattering battle also broke out. The remnants of the seven Outer Gods almost instantly shattered the entire star system. Various magical energies and laws flew across the galaxy, and the vanguard army was reduced to less than half in an instant, with only a few remaining who relied on the stability anchor of reality to survive.

After the planets within the galaxy disappeared, the enormous spacetime channel located at the center of the galaxy and at its edge, constantly colliding with the laws of the world and continuously releasing dazzling sparks of law, was completely exposed.

And the Blue Angel, who wields two strange staffs, has a black halo above his head, and whose body is constantly surging with spacetime energy, along with six Outer God-level wizards wearing wizard robes and wielding weapons of various shapes.

The six wizards continuously cast powerful spells on Mostima, who was located in the center, and occasionally tried to bypass her and release various interference spells on the space-time passage behind her.

Mostima, like a rock on the shore, remained unmoved amidst the raging waves. One of his staffs manipulated spacetime, turning all the six people's witchcraft into nothingness, while the other staff pointed at the spacetime passage, blocking all interfering spells one by one. His expression was extremely relaxed.

The six wizards were furious at her effortless demeanor. Six Outer God-level wizards couldn't defeat an Outer God of the same level. If word got out, how would they ever face anyone again?

Seeing the group of people opposite her desperately using witchcraft to attack her, Mostima revealed a mocking smile. "So weak, you lot. I really don't know how you got to this point." As she spoke, she lightly waved her staff, and the surrounding space-time became increasingly chaotic. "It's time to finish you off!"

"Arrogant!" A wizard of the Outer God level cursed in shame and indignation. He raised his staff, intending to cast a spell, but found himself increasingly powerless and unable to release it, as if his body had become empty.

He was slightly taken aback, turned to look at the staff, and then realized that his arms had become thin and bony, even showing signs of osteoporosis. "This... how is this possible? How could I possibly get old?"

“Not only will you grow old, you will also die!” Mostima said coldly. She waved her staff lightly, and a time-reversal spell that shone with a purple-blue light struck the wizard’s body.

The wizard struggled desperately in the void, his powerful magic reverting his god-like body back to its original state. In just a few seconds, he plummeted from an Outer God-level wizard to a wizard apprentice, and then was completely reverted to a clean atomic state.

Within minutes of the outbreak of war, an Outer God-level expert perished in the starry sky.

Upon witnessing this horrifying scene, the other five wizards immediately cast hundreds of different protective spells on themselves, fearing that they might suffer the same fate as that wizard in their battle against Mostima.

"Ugh!"

A sigh came from the depths of the void, echoing throughout the entire battlefield. A wizard clad in a gray wizard's robe suddenly appeared in the void. "In the end, I still have to take action myself!"

Upon seeing the gray-robed wizard suddenly appear, Yarman's mind went on high alert. This person appeared in the void, and his spiritual perception had not detected any signs at all, as if he had just been composed of atoms.

Glancing at the five wizards fighting Mostima, the grey-robed wizard shook his head in disappointment. Then he turned his gaze to Yarman, who stood tall in the starry sky. "You are their commander?"

"Yes, it's me. Who are you?"

Yarman replied calmly. Upon seeing the wizard before him, he was quite certain that he couldn't defeat him. Since he only needed to stall for ten minutes, he would chat as much as possible to buy time.

“Me? Isn’t it obvious?” The gray-robed wizard shrugged. “The wizard of this world.”

"Did you fire that stellar ray just now?"

"Yes, it's me." The gray-robed wizard looked at Yarman, his tone very relaxed. "I originally planned to dismantle you in one move, and then dismantle all the rest of you as well, but I didn't expect this!"

"You actually managed to dodge my attack, and you were only slightly damaged. You're quite skilled."

Listening to the gray-robed wizard's astonished words, Yarman stood silently in place, unsure how to respond. Was it an honor that he hadn't been killed in one move?

"I think it will take the people on the other side ten minutes to get through this time-space portal, right?" The gray-robed wizard glanced at the starry sky with an air of nonchalance. "Five minutes have already passed; we can't delay any longer."

"It's time to deal with you!"

Before he finished speaking, the gray-robed wizard casually unleashed a ray of starlight, not at Yarman, but at the distant portal to the spacetime tunnel.

Upon seeing this, Yarman immediately stepped in front of the ray, his spells intertwining and transforming into a torrent of magic that collided with the star ray, forcibly dissolving it.

Before he could catch his breath, the gray-robed wizard's second attack came. Another beam of light struck Yarman, who couldn't dodge in time. The starry mist on his divine body seemed to have encountered its natural enemy, disappearing completely under the light's passage. Even the dark matter tentacles were completely dismantled.