The slender cylinder Lily found looked like some kind of remote-monitoring device. Holographic images floated around it, displaying scenes from areas outside Asgard. Although Hao Ren couldn't determine the exact locations of those areas, some of the distinctive terrain in the images was familiar from when he had flown over Asgard in the spherical aircraft: all of it lay along Asgard's outskirts.
In one of the surveillance images, five or six figures could clearly be seen moving across the scorched earth. They were obviously neither Aesir nor Vanir. The men and women wore bulky, cumbersome leather clothing and carried all sorts of haphazard equipment whose purposes were impossible to discern. Rather than survivors of the ancient "gods," they looked more like down-and-out wandering warriors. They roamed the wasteland, seemingly unaware that every move they made was being monitored. Like scavengers, they rummaged through the battlefield's remains, trembling with fear yet filled with excitement. Their behavior was highly suspicious.
The time when the scene had been recorded couldn't be determined from the images alone, but judging from the state of the battlefield, it had taken place after the battle of Ragnarok. The magical flames on the wasteland had already gone out, and the rifts Demon Hunter's beams had torn through the sky had healed. The people appearing in the images were clearly survivors of Ragnarok.
Hao Ren immediately turned and asked the Valkyrie, "Is this live surveillance?!"
The Valkyrie crouched on the seat with her knees hugged to her chest, like a young animal taking a defensive posture. "Live... surveillance?"
Vivian repeated the question beside him. "He's asking when these images were recorded. Are they from now?"
"No." The Valkyrie glanced at Vivian fearfully. It seemed her memory had finally begun to recover slightly, and she was starting to remember that