The gods faded away outside the hall.
William walked over and said, "Are you going back to Saral, Hill?"
"Of course, I will go back." Hill couldn't help but smile. He was well aware of who was asking this question.
"Don't forget to check on Adrian. He's been worried about you. When I came over this time, he also asked me to bring a message, hoping you won't leave without saying a word like Master Fran did."
Hill nodded, "I will definitely go see him. I'll leave after the world upgrades."
William suddenly laughed, "By that time, the Star Gate should be built. You should check out those troubled worlds. I think the Undead Tribe would be delighted to see you."
"I'll consider it." Hill genuinely contemplated the idea, "Those worlds, no matter how fallen, have areas stronger than ours, with plenty of high-level spells and alchemy knowledge.
If it's an intact world, I might not be able to acquire so much knowledge related to the magic system!
