Wizard: Starts with Advanced Meditation

Inside the sacred temple high in the mountains at the heart of the secret realm.

"Gulp... gulp gulp..."

In the pool of blood, Osiris's projection was currently suspended on his own body, and the blood light in his palm surged toward that body as if it were alive.

If one were to sense it, one would discover that this body actually exudes the aura of a second-level wizard.

Behind him, several patriarchs of the Holy Blood Clan were gathered together, their conversation revolving around the four words: "The New King."

"Gentlemen, those wizards of Maranthelle... seem to be getting serious about us now."

In the distance, the patriarch of the Edmore family glanced at Osiris and then spoke.

"Our King has now undergone six rounds of treatment, but there is still no sign of improvement, so we must immediately elect a new King."

"Heh...chosen? Shouldn't it be directly inherited by Komorod's offspring?"

Upon hearing this, Bevik immediately retorted sarcastically.

"I think you just want to be the 'King Candidate,' don't you?"

"you--!"

Upon hearing this, Chief Edmo's face turned ashen.

"We're not imitating human kingdoms! The Vasiti family, in the end, is just another holy bloodline family like ours!"

He immediately stood up and said.

"And given the current situation, only a few of us are capable of managing the entire vampire clan on behalf of His Majesty!"

"Besides, it seems that Camorod's offspring have never returned, and even if she did, she wouldn't be back for several months—"

However, as he was speaking, his voice suddenly stopped.

"Waaah..."

It was Bevik who covered his mouth, then turned to look at Rosa beside him, looking like he was enjoying the show.

"Rosa, among us... it seems you're the closest to Camorodar, aren't you? Both in terms of strength and the extent of your contributions to our vampire race."

He said with a smile.

"So, what are your thoughts on who will become the new king?"

Upon hearing this, everyone present fell silent and turned to look at Besa.

Clearly, the throne is still coveted by many...

In reality, none of them coveted the king's position, after all, the true master of the vampires... was ultimately Osiris.

But precisely because of this, if they were to win the throne, they would undoubtedly gain Lord Osiris's favor even more, and thus... obtain more benefits from him.

After all... just the two things he initially bestowed upon them—a drop of blood that enhanced blood energy and supreme demon blood—made their strength surge on the battlefield.

In just a few months, they used these two items to kill several Level 2 experts in various unexpected ways.

Unfortunately, the wizards of Maranthelle are now all serious about this.

Putting aside the dragon that seemed to be about to advance in rank, the vines that could "burn blood" and "freeze blood" were enough to make them wary.

Therefore, if they could receive Lord Osiris's favor again, it would undoubtedly be able to reverse some of the predicament they were facing.

At the same time, Rosa frowned when Bevic called on her.

He suppressed his displeasure, glanced at Bevik's smiling face, and then slowly spoke:

"I think that Komorodah could continue to be king."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression froze, even Bevik's smile froze for a moment.

No one expected that Rosa, who had been fighting with Camorod for hundreds of years, would speak up for the other side at this moment.

"Lord Osirion."

At the same time, Rosa's expression suddenly turned serious, and he solemnly looked in the direction of the blood pool:

"Kmorodar has been managing for you for hundreds of years, and at this point... I think he is the only one most suitable to continue leading the vampires."

"So I think—"

But before he could finish speaking, "Osirien" suddenly spoke up:

"Okay, I know what you want to say."

He lowered his hand, and then appeared in front of everyone in a flash.

"But Komorod... is already dead."

——!

Upon hearing this, Rosa's expression turned particularly shocked. He had clearly just met the other party not long ago, so why now...?

"Boom—!!"

Just then, the temple doors burst open, and a figure draped in a black robe walked in.

"Da, da, da da..."

"Who is this?"

"I don't know, that feeling seems somewhat familiar, yet also very strange."

Everyone looked at the unfamiliar figure, their hearts filled with doubt, but seeing that Osiris did not stop them, they said nothing.

A short while later, the man appeared before the crowd.

"Your Majesty, and all the clan leaders."

The girl lifted her hood, revealing long black hair that reached her waist, and a pair of clear, cold, blood-red eyes that gazed silently ahead.

"I am Itelis Vasiti, here to succeed my father as king."

(To avoid confusing you and making you think the female lead has changed, let me summarize: Irena = Iluya = Itelis, the first two are pseudonyms from the continent of Maransel.)

"Father?"

Upon hearing this, everyone realized what was happening.

The girl in front of them was none other than the legendary "missing" princess.

"Heh, even if you are a descendant of the Camorod."

Just then, the patriarch of the Emolo family stood up, his eyes filled with undisguised contempt.

"But you've always been in Maranthal, and you're only a formal wizard. What qualifications do you have to sit in this position?"

Upon hearing this, everyone's gaze fell upon the legendary princess, their eyes filled with scrutiny.

Upon hearing this, Itelis glanced at the other person and coldly said:

"First, although I am on the continent of Maransel, I have been helping you advance the three major plans."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Bevik.

"Is that so, Your Excellency Bevik?"

Upon hearing this, Bevik nodded and said:

"I was on the verge of failure, but thankfully the princess appeared in time and safely transferred Lord Osiris's symbolic blood."

Upon hearing this, the gazes of the crowd noticeably changed.

Itelis then looked at the crowd, her voice suddenly turning cold:

"Secondly, regarding my abilities."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly raised her hand, and a circle of spiritual ripples suddenly appeared in her palm.

...Buzz!

The next second, the ripples began to converge layer by layer, eventually forming a solid ring.

"This is?!"

Upon seeing this, everyone present, even Osiris, turned their gaze to the "ring".

Rosa, standing to the side, exclaimed in surprise:

"You actually... have mastered 'materializing mental power'?!"