They had to face the "true God" who might be behind the scenes.
No matter how wary the Transcending Saints and Main Gods were, they would not think of helping someone else and allowing an outsider to save them.
Intelligent creatures were selfish.
What they wanted was very simple.
That was to let himself step into the True God Realm and fight against him. Then, he would completely become the master of this world.
Time passed very quickly.
Soon, it was five years after Version 5.0.
At this moment.
The entire Gods continent was filled with the smell of gunpowder.
The war between the Gods and the sages.
The war between the races.
The war between the Light and the Darkness.
All sorts of killings and chaos could be seen everywhere.
This once very fertile land was now a scene of desolation as far as the eye could see.
There were densely packed bones, corpses, graves, and mass graves.
Plagues and ghouls were wreaking havoc.
The players were numb as they completed their missions.
The seven continents, which were less than 300 nautical miles apart, were filled with the footprints of the players, as well as the fresh blood and bones under their feet.
After the Lord of the City of Dawn became the Elven King and made all the Elves into the Dawn Elves, he went into seclusion. But every time he appeared, he would cause a stir in the entire Gods continent.
At this moment, in the Legendary continent.
Besides the City of Dawn, the other cities were managed by the players.
As for the Dawn Undead Legion, there were more than 13 million players. Their name began to spread across the entire continent.
Or rather.
As more and more players attained the Epic level, and 90% of the players attained the Grandmaster level, the sages and gods started to pay attention to them. They started to use various methods to entice the players to become their subordinates.
What was the use of 60 million Beginner, Intermediate, and Advanced players?
It was useless.
The Epic players did not even have to fight. They were vulnerable in front of the Grandmaster army.
But all of them were Grandmaster Undead, and they could attain the Epic level. This made the major factions feel anxious.
Hence.
In the chaotic fourth era.
Stealing players and making them swear loyalty to themselves was also one of the reasons why the various powers were fighting each other.
The Human empires were no longer as peaceful and worry-free as before. The gods spread their beliefs in their territories, and the Lord of Darkness led his army to fight for land.
When the human sages started to fight against the gods and the Dark Army.
The Harpies took advantage of this opportunity to take over the lands of the Harpies and plunder resources.
After Odom Heavyhammer stepped into the Saint Realm, he united all the Dwarf Kingdoms and formed a new Lonely Mountain Dwarf Empire.
The many Dragon Kings of the Valley of Dragons still hadn't appeared, but the Giant Dragons that were originally on the continent had begun to devour all living beings during the chaos in order to strengthen themselves as much as possible.
But in such a chaotic world, there was no one.
Even though the City of Dawn was controlled by the players, there was no chaos or crime.
The Dark Army turned a blind eye to the Land of Dawn and hurried away from hundreds of kilometers away.
The Harpies would never take the initiative to occupy land that was close to the territory of the City of Dawn.
The human empires in the legendary continent were still on good terms with the City of Dawn. They relied on the mercenary teams of the City of Dawn to resist all foreign enemies.
In the current City of Dawn.
In the current Fourth Era, it was the legendary paradise, a paradise that countless beings yearned for.
Over here.
There is no war.
There was no hunger.
There was no death.
Here, there was only a carefree life, and there was no need to worry about any foreign enemies that might invade.
If he performed well enough, he might even be able to live in the World Tree …
And over there.
This was the real Immortal Realm!
Over there.
This was the Immortal Realm that the King of Dawn lived in.
"Over there, is … Dawn!"
"Dawn!!!"
"City of Dawn, we've arrived. We've finally arrived at the City of Dawn. We're saved!" Tens of thousands of people in ragged clothes shouted crazily.
They were so excited that tears flowed down their cheeks. They had fled from a faraway place.
They knew that the City of Dawn was here. It was the only safe place in the entire Gods' continent.
Soon.
The Dawn Sky Patrol seemed to have heard their cries. Otherwise, the Dawn Sky Patrol would have seen them. A hundred Sky Knights riding on griffins descended from the sky. With smiles on their faces, they brought the frightened people into the City of Dawn.
The City of Dawn would provide food, clothing, and housing for these refugees.
Some of them would stay in the City of Dawn, while others would be assigned to other cities in the Land of Dawn.
In short.
In the face of this disaster.
William had once said something.
"Any intelligent being that can come to the City of Dawn will receive the protection and care of the King of Dawn."
To this.
Initially, some people objected. They felt that William did not need to do this. If he encountered good seedlings, he could keep them. There was no need to waste too much food and resources for them.
But William felt that there was a saying that was very true.
When one was poor, one should take care of oneself. When one was rich, one should help the world.
When he was weak, he was willing to be shameless and disregarded his dignity for the sake of the City of Dawn's development. He only wanted NPCs with Advanced bloodlines and above. He would rob, steal, kidnap, and use all sorts of methods to make the City of Dawn stronger.
Now.
The City of Dawn had become powerful.
He was also an existence so powerful that he could stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods and saints.
It controlled half of the small world in the Gods' continent.
And the small world was still expanding, as if it would never end.
The resources inside were not endless, but it was really easy for it to take care of these suffering intelligent beings.
He knew.
Even if he did not save any living beings, no one would say anything. No one dared to say anything.
Because of his current status, power, and identity. His words were the law, the rules, and the king's way!
He did not need to act according to other people's wishes.
He didn't need to apologize to others in a humble manner.
He was high and mighty.
His words were the law!
He was the king.
But William understood that a small act of kindness from him could save a lot of people …
The Humans, Winged people, Tauren people, and even small mermen who had encountered wars, killings, and robberies were a group of unlucky people.
But they had thoughts and understood pain, anger, sorrow, and joy.
They were all living, intelligent beings.
There were no immortals or Buddhas in this world.
But William only wanted to do his part.
Or rather,
William Dawn was a part of the Gods' continent. He wanted to do his part for this world.
He had parents, brothers, friends, tens of millions of brothers who depended on him, and hundreds of millions of people and commoners who looked up to him!
Of course, he had two girlfriends who would not quarrel unless they met.
He was a part of this world. He did not want to make this world worse. He wanted to make this world better.
He was the King of Dawn.
There were many things he could do.
But he was unable to stop the war started by many supreme sages and Gods.
But he could maintain a neutral position, so no one could attack the City of Dawn.
No matter who you were.
No one could!
Otherwise, the enemies …
They would taste the wrath of the King of Dawn.
The wrath of the King.
It could only be extinguished by fresh blood!
…
Ever since William became a supreme sage, he had been living in the World Tree. Except when Odin became a God, William had to protect him. He did not appear again.
But his guess was right.
After Odin became a God.
He could not become a true god …
It was just that his strength was truly formidable.
How powerful was he?
No one could defeat him.
No one dared to try.
William was not interested in finding someone else to help him.
In the City of Dawn.
A group of Epic players were looking at various types of quests on the noticeboard. Many Grandmaster players around them were shouting, "Big bosses, please carry me. Help me with the Class Advancement quest. Can you lend me a set of equipment if you don't help?"
"D * mn, isn't that Chu Liuqiu, the Quadruple Crown King?"
"D * mn."
The players exclaimed.
Chu Liuqiu chose a punitive S level mission and hurriedly led his team to escape.
Lend equipment for the profession change mission?
That was a huge loss.
Soon.
In a remote tavern in the old district of the City of Dawn, Chu Liuqiu and his team entered. Once they entered, a commotion ensued.
There were many players mingling with the NPCs. There were some grandmaster players and two or three epic players.
The people present were all old acquaintances.
Chu Liuqiu patted the bartender's shoulder. "Same old."
"OJBK." The NPC bartender spoke in the chosen ones' dialect.
"Chu Liuqiu, Forever Alone, you guys have reached the Epic stage," said a player who was also at the Epic stage.
"That's easy. We're retired professional players. We can't be worse than you."
"Haha, that's not necessarily true. Two days ago, a new player from the Glory Club was beaten up by a friend of mine."
Chu Liuqiu waved his hand. "Don't talk to me about this. I've already retired. I'm no longer a member of the Glory Club. If your friend is powerful, he can challenge me. If he loses, he will delete his account."
The epic expert's mouth twitched. He gulped down the alcohol in his cup and gave Chu Liuqiu a thumbs-up. Then, he turned and left.
Chu Liuqiu was a quadruple champion.
Even after his retirement, Chu Liuqiu was still a famous super expert in the Huaxia region. In every large-scale war between nations, Chu Liuqiu would be the commander. After so many years of war, he had won more than he lost. Who dared to defy this veteran professional player who had great control and a good grasp of the overall situation?
After they entered the tavern, besides drinking and chatting, they stared at the entrance.
They seemed to be waiting for something …
Two hours later. Chu Liuqiu was disappointed and was about to leave.
Creak!
There was a knock on the door.
A handsome man appeared. He glanced at the players who were waiting for him and smiled. "You know that I like to come to this tavern, so you're here to wait for me?"
Some players scratched their heads and laughed. Someone even shouted, "City Lord, we didn't tell anyone. We just wanted to see you. You've been missing all day. We miss you."
"I'm done. I'm leaving." A male player rubbed his crotch and was about to leave.
Bang!
A figure broke through the wall. That player did not care. He climbed up and quickly ran away.
Before anyone could look over, an earth enchanter instantly created a wall.
William glanced at this group of people and helplessly gave them some missions.
It was obvious.
Ever since some people discovered that he frequented this place.
He treated this place as a place for strange encounters and hidden missions.
He was very generous. Missions?
He had plenty of them.
Not to mention one, he had ten thousand or even ten million missions.
This was William's life for the past two years.
He was relaxed and carefree.
He was waiting for the land where the true Gods perished to open.
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