Rejection

Hearing Pushton's words, Charles instantly felt that the Wizard World seemed far too dangerous.

Especially for powerful figures seeking to ascend from a sixth-ring wizard to a seventh-ring wizard.

It was not only sixth-ring wizards who had their eyes on them—there were even seventh-ring wizards watching them.

The sixth-ring wizards wanted to devour them and advance themselves into seventh-ring wizards.

As for the seventh-ring wizards, they wanted to devour their origin power to make up for the debts they owed.

Or rather, use it directly to strengthen themselves.

Charles thought to himself, So Sage Pushton is actually in quite a dangerous position.

Within the Wizard Throne.

The Wizard Kings were still conversing calmly.

The Thousand-Faced Wizard King said, "This little fellow has not contributed much to the Wizard World. I do not think there is any need to let him ascend to a seventh-ring wizard so soon."

He lowered his head to look at Sage Pushton and said, "If you are willing to contribute your origin power to the Wizard World, then once you have accumulated enough origin power next time, I will agree to your advancement."

"Little fellow, what do you think?"

The Thirteenth Wizard King said, "Thousand-Faced, do not think I do not know what you are plotting."

"You still have not filled the origin power debt you incurred last time, have you? You want to obtain origin power from him."

"The debts you owe must still be repaid by yourself."

The Thousand-Faced Wizard King smiled. "You are overthinking it. The origin debt I owed has long since been repaid."

"I am only thinking of all of you. I heard someone is fighting fiercely right now and could die at any moment."

"Am I right, Bloodthirst?"

On Bloodthirst Witch King's throne sat neither his true body nor a