As expected, Wendell was astonished when he saw the spherical aircraft. This advanced space-atmosphere shuttle had clearly exceeded his expectations. However, the old man quickly recovered from his surprise and merely mused, "Twilight City also has machines that can fly through the sky, but I've never seen anything like this... Asgard is the kingdom of the ancient gods. I suppose this thing was passed down to you from antiquity?"
"Twilight City has aircraft too?" Hao Ren was surprised for an entirely different reason. "Now I'm genuinely curious about your society."
Wendell boarded the spherical aircraft with everyone else. Under Anthony's control and Vivian's guidance, the aircraft flew toward another rainbow bridge. As the edge of the land gradually appeared in the distance, the enormous tentacle colonies also came into view. The Firstborn's tentacles were the only things still alive in this purgatory. Apart from them, Vanaheim had not a trace of life left.
Looking at this environment, it was difficult for everyone to imagine how Wendell's people had survived.
"Tell us about Twilight City," Nangong May said curiously as she looked at Wendell. She had already taken human form by then. "What kind of place is it? And how did you survive after the collapse of heaven and earth?"
"The collapse of heaven and earth..." Wendell repeated the words in his low, hoarse voice. "You all know about that disaster—the war from more than two thousand years ago. I don't know how much history Asgard preserved, but Twilight City has many ancient books recording what happened back then, and many scholars specialize in studying it. After all, trapped inside the Barrier, they had nothing else to study. As far as I know, the war of the gods shattered the balance of the world. Nidhogg's gnawing left the great World Tree