The Resurrected Valkyrie

"Where exactly is this place?"

After arriving in this space, Evenson slowed the ship, but no matter where he looked, he could not find any trace of Thor and the others.

So, as a Sorcerer whose calling was opening doors and leading the way, he used his solid theoretical knowledge to deduce that he and the others were probably no longer in the same space.

"This ship I'm flying seems to have been a little lower than Thor's..." Evenson scratched his head and muttered to himself. Loki's secret passage was naturally not something ordinary. It was not as simple as entering, pressing a mechanism, and crawling through a cave.

That narrow crack in the sheer cliff should have been a junction point where spaces intersected. When passing through it, even the slightest difference in speed, altitude, or angle could send someone into an entirely different space.

Was that really necessary?! Evenson was practically on the verge of tears. His ship had only flown twenty centimeters lower than theirs! Could such a tiny difference really send him into a completely different world? Just because he was a Sorcerer, did every unlucky thing in existence have to crash into him?!

Complaints aside, the urgent matter now was figuring out how to leave this world. He immediately focused and tried to sense his Demon Array, hoping to teleport directly back to Earth. But there was a problem: he could not sense it at all. His connection to the array seemed to have been completely severed.

When that failed, he tried a mental link, hoping to contact his five ancestors and have them pull him back with a summoning stone. But no matter how many times he called, the only response from the other end was the same: "The ancestor you have called is