"The future matters are in your hands now, List," Hill walked towards the Magic Tower, ready to calculate what kind of people he needed to guard against if he were to arrive in Ferun.
After all, if Valkin really dares to make a move against him, she could only seek allies within the Evil Faction; the Neutral Faction won't offend the World Tree Pantheon over such a matter.
Standing on the Floating Stairway, Hill smiled. In the past, upon realizing that he had offended a deity without any apparent reason, he would have chosen to retreat, either abandoning the place or disappearing quietly, circumventing the sphere of influence of that deity.
The world is so large, the universe so vast, why cling to a single tree?
But, having experienced this world of Felunryel, Hill had confirmed the extent of his own strength. He was now brave enough to confront these disputes and could even declare, "It's just Lower Rank Divine Power, nothing to worry about."
