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On a rainy night, amidst the cries, two baby girls were born.

Everyone inside the house fell into silence.

This was something that shouldn’t have happened, there should have been only one baby girl born, but now there were two.

The Twin Blood Sacrifice Technique had failed.

This was an exceptional case, there hadn’t been a failure in a long time, at least not in their memory.

”What do we do now?”

”What can we do, just wait for the Patriarch to come back before making any decisions.”

The people inside displayed troubled expressions.

She was a child with extraordinary talent, destined for greatness, yet such a flaw had occurred.

The Twin Blood Sacrifice Technique was not simply about creating an extra clone; it allowed a single power to become two.

A child subjected to the Twin Blood Sacrifice Technique would possess higher talent, stronger life force, and greater spirit.

This was the innate threshold, the key for their clan to continually produce powerful wizards.

The conditions for executing the Twin Blood Sacrifice Technique were extremely stringent, requiring a same-sex twin as the target, and a Great Wizard-level individual to perform the ritual.

This was the fundamental distinction between upper rank wizards and other wizards, a barrier that was insurmountable.

Yet now, such an anomaly has occurred, which was unforgivable.

Both girls had only one name, Elba, a name decided long ago, with no additional names.

As for other matters, they would wait for the Patriarch to return and resolve them.

The war continued, the conflict between White Wizards and Dark Wizards had reached its peak, meetings between them meant life or death.

At this moment.

Regla, leader of the Kod Clan, was fighting Dark Wizards with his legion.

The war had continued for a year with countless casualties, yet it showed no signs of ending until everyone was too weary to fight.

Everyone thought the war would soon end, but it had been dragging on for three years.

When the White Wizards believed defeat was imminent, Regla demonstrated astounding power, slaying two Wizard Kings from the Dark Wizards with terrifying witchcraft.

At that time, there were many Wizard Kings, at least ten or more.

This instantly changed the situation, making the already concluded war more intense.

This was a reshuffle, a transformation.

For wizards to further expand outward, internal unity was necessary; they couldn’t remain so fragmented.

During this period, several Wizard Kings fell, and when only Regla and three other Wizard Kings remained, the war finally ended.

This was the war of kings.

The four Wizard Kings established their titles as the strongest wizards, Wizard Kings, while Regla earned the title of Great Emperor.

Wizard King was both a title and a strength, representing the highest standard among all wizards, the supreme glory.

From that day forward, there were only four Wizard Kings, and the title of Wizard King never changed again.

From that day forward, it was the first year of the reign of kings.

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”They said I shouldn’t exist.”

A little girl wearing a crown of flowers, dressed in a loose robe, spoke despondently.

Beside her, a girl identical in appearance, but dressed slightly differently, with a golden flower embroidered on her robe, held her hand and smiled:

”Why, since we came into this world, we are meant to exist, and we have significance.”

”Really?” asked the little girl with the crown of flowers.

She was the younger sister, the one who shouldn’t have existed; if it weren’t for the accident, perhaps she wouldn’t have come into the world at all.

Some things are destiny, while some things are not, seemingly toying with humanity.

”Definitely, without a doubt. Trust Father, he will understand.”

The girl with the golden flower on her robe affirmed. She was the elder sister, the rightful heir to the White Wizard legacy.

Regla was the rightful heir to the White Wizards.

And the Kod Clan was also the rightful heir to the White Wizards; she would inherit the clan’s name and was thus the rightful heir.

She knew about the Twin Blood Sacrifice Technique but didn’t think it was important. Even without it, she could still become a Wizard King.

But others didn’t see it that way, especially the older generation of wizards who were looking for ways to remedy the situation.

The younger sister lowered her head, her voice tiny: ”I just don’t want to die; I want to live.”

The elder sister looked at her younger sibling, touched her shoulder, and earnestly said, ”I won’t let you die, no matter what Father says.”

”Really?” the younger sister looked at her elder sibling with doubt.

The elder sister showed a confident smile: ”Of course, to me, this technique is not as important as you are.”

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In the evening, a bright lamp hung over the table, and three flames floated above, flickering gently.

Regla was reviewing documents when he saw a small figure rush into his room, wearing a robe with a golden flower—it was the elder sister.

Regla put down the documents, looked up at Elba, and asked, ”Is there something you need? Regarding witchcraft, let’s discuss it tomorrow.”

Elba took a deep breath, her expression serious: ”Are you still planning to perform the Twin Blood Sacrifice Technique on me and my sister?”

Regla put down the documents and nodded: ”Yes, it’s tradition, the result of family discussions.”

Elba was full of confusion: ”Why, why is it necessary to perform this technique?”

Regla paused for a moment before speaking calmly: ”Though our family seems strong, I’m the only one with the power of a Wizard King. You must understand I can’t live forever, and without someone to succeed me, our family will face extinction.”

”A dying lion will be surrounded by hungry wolves, in the face of interests, no one is rational.”

”And the person who will succeed me is you, so this technique is necessary. It will make it easier for you to become a Wizard King.”

”With my help, you will certainly become a Wizard King!”

”So it’s not just for you; it’s for me, for this family. This is the mission you bear, and you must undertake it.”

”Your younger sister’s mission is to assist you, to fulfill you, and help you reach the position of Wizard King.”

The room fell silent.

Elba understood. Actually, she already had the answer before, but she had to come ask.

”If I say, what if, the one who dies is me, and my sister survives?” Elba looked up at Regla, her eyes crystal clear.

Regla was stunned for a moment, then said sternly: ”That’s impossible; destiny is predetermined, with only one outcome.”

”Don’t think too much. I’ll have someone detain your sister in a few days, and you shouldn’t see her again.”

”Emotions are complex things, but as a wizard, you must learn to control them.”

Since Regla returned, he had only seen Elba and not her sister, clearly because of this reason.

”But······”

”Don’t say anymore, you should go back now.”

”Alright, Father.”

Elba hesitated before turning away, knowing she couldn’t change anything.

Upon returning, she couldn’t see her sister; she heard she was detained.

She sank into worry: ”Why was she suddenly detained? Even if she’s destined to die, it shouldn’t be this way.”