Hill lowered his head and pondered for a while. He did not think that Red Dragon would have the nerve to drag him into this... unless River Styx intended to fall out with World Tree, he would never do something so meaningless.
Without River Styx's support, that dragon alone... Hill was quite confident in his Dragon-Slaying Power.
Even if Hill fell into the River Styx, he would at most feel uncomfortable. He would not lose his strength.
A Red Dragon, even a Primordial Red Dragon, was at most a creature with plenty of brute strength in the eyes of an Earth Bear.
He simply did not have the nerve to set his sights on Hill.
After all, Hill was the sort of person who would bring endless trouble if he could not be killed.
Anyone with a bit of sense could imagine the consequences of offending him without being able to suppress him... the Undead were absolutely not something River Styx would welcome.
If those people really ended up in this world, River Styx would probably choose to abandon it.
He had grown used to peace and quiet. He would never be able to accept tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions, of ducks making noise in his domain.
There was no helping it. Even in a world controlled by River Styx, only the overall power of its laws would lean toward death and souls. It did not mean that no new life could ever emerge again.
Once the world returned to the proper track and the World Will condensed once more, new life would even gradually arise.
Even the River Styx could grow plants!
Thus, a world like this absolutely could not stop Corellon from jumping over and opening a door.
And as long as Hill was willing