Three days later.
The so-called victory celebration was a ceremony Green hosted, similar to a high-level wizardly banquet. Green presided over it, inviting all the Stigmata Wizards who had shared the mission to attend, providing a platform for them to make connections.
For Stigmata Wizards, all they needed to forge connections was a reason. From Green's True Spirit Offering, it was not hard to see that a True Spirit Wizard represented not only himself, but also a vast force of followers!
"Hahahaha..."
Glass after glass of wine was raised amid clinking goblets. As the group that supported Green's Wizard Ancestor ideal, the many Stigmata Wizards who had followed Green on his expedition to the Earth Vein World watched as he moved from table to table, toasting them one after another. At the same time, he kept flipping through his notebook, listing the achievements of every Stigmata Wizard and outstanding lower-level wizard one by one. Everyone who spoke with Green felt warmth rise within them, and they all declared that they would support Green's will to become Wizard King unto death and end the chaotic age of the Wizard World.
It had to be said that Green's methods of winning people over were highly effective.
Time passed. Such high-level wizard banquets were held only once every several centuries or even millennia, and it was perfectly normal for each one to last several days. Lower-level servants constantly moved through the venue. Some might well have been planted by people with ulterior motives, but Green did not care in the slightest.
"I know that to become Wizard King, beyond wisdom, strength, prestige, and luck, there is one indispensable thing: ideals—a shared will."
Standing atop the high platform, Green gazed over all the wizards and delivered his final speech.
"Once, a wonderful opportunity was