Several months had passed since the Heavenly Net's secret meeting.
If many True Spirit Wizards still retained the ancient wizards' support for immediately pulling the Fate Lever and returning to the world's point of origin, then the lower-ranking wizards were overwhelmingly in favor of delaying the pull, securing their achievements before making their move.
This concerned the future course of the Wizard World—its life and death, its survival or extinction. Though it was a discussion involving all, the final decision still rested with the Second-generation Wizard King.
If the ancient wizards had not still held the greater share of influence among the Wizard World's upper ranks, and if they had not remained obsessed with repeating the ancient glory of the Demon-Hunting Expedition and washing away the humiliation of defeat, then no one would have raised such foolish talk of immediately returning to the world's point of origin.
At this moment, the pressure on the Second-generation Wizard King, who commanded the ancient wizards' voice, was imaginable!
Today was the appointed day for the Wizard King's address. The Second-generation Wizard King had to make a decision: where, exactly, would the Wizard World go?
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle, sizzle...
At this moment, no matter where a wizard was, so long as they were within Heavenly Net signal coverage and could receive a Heavenly Net terminal signal or crystal ball transmission, their screens were forcibly taken over by the Second-generation Wizard King.
Wearing the grayish-white Face of Truth, its three eyes blinking eerily beneath spiral patterns, metal blazed fiercely atop his head like golden-white hair. Colorful runes swirled around the Robe of Appearances in a hazy blur. 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 in his most majestic