The two Giant Cat Magic Eagles cried out for a long while before gradually shrinking into two ordinary little black cats, pulling the gemstone chariot deeper in.
Unlike an ordinary horse-drawn carriage, this gemstone chariot had no roof so it could fight at any time. Freya remained pressed close to Suye, holding his left arm.
"There are people nearby. This isn't appropriate," Suye said.
"I don't care."
"I do. Everyone knows Loki's mouth. He can turn nothing into something, and besides, we're sitting so close together."
"Let him say whatever he wants."
"Are you two ganging up to mess with me?" Suye asked helplessly.
Freya tightened her grip again, and Suye helplessly sensed an indescribable elasticity and softness against his arm.
Freya lowered her head. The smile had vanished from her face as she quietly pondered.
Suye gently shook his head and carefully observed his surroundings.
They were already deep within the Undertow Space. Not only could they see streams of white Space Turbulence, but they could also occasionally see cracked space, meaning that more dangerous Fractured Space existed nearby.
The days passed one after another.
In the blink of an eye, another ten years passed.
Suye had been prepared for it, but he still found it difficult to adapt to explorations that lasted decades at a time. Freya, Hecatoncheires, and Loki, however, completely disregarded those dozen-plus years.
In the fifty-first year since the Creation Land opened, the fifth planar gift descended.
While the gods rejoiced, they were also filled with doubt. They held all kinds of meetings and gatherings because this Creation Land was completely different from the previous one.
Previously, after the Creation Land began, large numbers of divine avatars would collapse every ten years. As time went on, the number of avatars in the Creation Land gradually