The most crucial aspect was that their accomplishments would be recognized by the Main World, and each was a child of the World; to kill them was to diminish one's own affinity with the World.
By then, misfortune would follow them, and in a chaotic era, they would most likely fall.
Thus, as long as the Daylight Civilization did not engage in the conflicts of the mortal world, maintaining neutrality, no one would bother them or gnaw at this tough bone.
"Truly, a figure that shines through the ages!" Gary Smith couldn't help but exclaim, indeed one should not underestimate the heroes of this world.
Just as he was thinking of how to disembark, the deck suddenly cracked open, revealing a light ball entwined with the dark sun's Corona pattern, floating in front of Gary Smith.
"Roar!" Eggy excitedly looked at Gary Smith, his gaze filled with desire.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
It pulsed slowly like a heart.
The voice of the Daylight Pseudo-King resonated in his heart,