Several months had passed since the Heavenly Net's secret meeting.
If many True Spirit Wizards, particularly the ancient wizards, still supported immediately pulling the Fate Lever and returning to the world's origin, then the lower-ranking the wizards were, the more overwhelmingly they supported delaying the pull of the Fate Lever—holding fast to their gains before making the move.
This concerned the Wizard World's future course, its very survival or extinction. Though it was a matter for public discussion, the final decision still rested with the Second-generation Wizard King.
If the ancient wizards had not, on the whole, still held the greater share of influence among the Wizard World's upper echelon—and if they had not continued to cling to the attitude of repeating ancient glory through the Demon-Hunting Expedition and washing away the shame of defeat—then no one would have brought up such foolishness as immediately returning to the world's origin.
At this moment, the pressure upon the Second-generation Wizard King, who held the ancient wizards' voice in his hands, was easy to imagine!
Today was the scheduled day of the Wizard King's address. The Second-generation Wizard King had to make a decision: where, exactly, would the Wizard World go?
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At this moment, no matter where a wizard was, so long as they stood within Heavenly Net signal coverage and could receive a Heavenly Net terminal signal or crystal ball transmission, their display was forcibly cut off by the Second-generation Wizard King.
Wearing the ash-white Face of Truth, three eyes blinked eerily beneath its spiral patterns. Metal blazed fiercely above his head like golden-white strands of hair. Colorful runes swirled hazily around his Robe of Appearances. With the Truth-Balance Magic Staff in one hand and the Truth Book in the other, the Second-generation Wizard King appeared upon the light screen