Thousand-Faced Wizard King

As one Wizard King after another descended,

the Wizard Throne's meeting officially began.

In the air, above one of the Wizard Kings' thrones, an eerie mask hovered.

This was the Thousand-Faced Wizard King.

The Thousand-Faced Wizard King slowly spoke. "I will preside over this Wizard Throne meeting."

"Does anyone object?"

His voice drifted down from the air. Naturally, the Wizard Sages below had no objections.

Upon a throne, a Wizard King in the form of a peculiar rune descended onto his seat and spoke as well. "Count me in."

The people below looked toward this Wizard King. He was the Thirteenth Wizard King.

This Wizard King had not chosen any other special codename, using only a number instead.

The Thousand-Faced Wizard King chuckled, then said, "Then we shall do it together."

The Thousand-Faced Wizard King looked at Sage Pushton.

He said that he had not expected the Wizard Throne to convene another meeting

for a vote on the ascension of a Sixth-Ring Wizard Sage.

"Pushton, tell me. Why do you wish to advance to Wizard King?"

"Do you believe you are qualified to advance to Wizard King?"

Pushton rose to his feet. "Of course. I have accumulated a sufficient amount of Origin Power."

"Moreover, I have fought for the Wizard World for many years and nurtured many talents. I believe I can advance to Wizard King."

The Thousand-Faced Wizard King gave a faint smile. "What a brave young man."

The Thirteenth Wizard King said, "The Wizard World has not seen a new Wizard King for many years. If you are willing to attempt ascension, I support you."

The Thousand-Faced Wizard King looked at the Thirteenth Wizard King. "The reason the Wizard World has not produced any new Wizard Kings all these years is still because the Wizard World's Origin Power