William had wanted to be a hero.
But after thinking it through, he considered his identity, status, influence, and strength together.
Well.
He didn't seem to need to be one. Dawn City faced a serious crisis, but it wasn't necessarily a deadly one.
His network of friends was simply too wide.
He knew too many Transcendent Saints and Main Gods.
Once he analyzed the situation in detail,
he understood one thing.
Plenty of people, factions, and races had their eyes on Dawn City.
But the Seclusion Faction?
They knew William's identity and believed he was Odin. Now that he pursued both the Saint and divine paths, they wouldn't readily attack an old friend. Besides, the time to become a True God had not yet come.
The Reincarnation Faction?
That went without saying.
William's entire family belonged to the Reincarnation Faction. In some people's eyes, half his soul did too.
And the Human Race?
Never mind Fallen Sun and the Rune Mages.
His relationship with the Radiant Pope alone meant the Human Race wouldn't move against him lightly.
William wasn't on particularly good terms with the Winged Folk, but even if God Angels like Mijialuo and Gabriel wanted to attack, they would have to consider how they would face his father. Besides, their opponents were the Human Race, not Dawn City.
The Dwarf Race?
Hmm. Not one of those stubborn fools had reached the Transcendent Saint Realm yet. Even if one did, they wouldn't dare attack Dawn City.
Only one faction dared make a move against Dawn City now.
The Elves.
No one understood the World Tree's importance better than the Elves, and no race held greater hopes for it.
Recently, Elves from across the Seven Continents had sent spies into Dawn City, hoping to pinpoint the World Tree's location.
They