While New York was suffering, a red meteor shower began falling over Europe...
Alvin sat beneath the dead tree in the Sewers, watching the images Stark had projected into the air...
The magnificent red meteor shower fell from the sky like divine punishment over London, Paris, Rome, Berlin...
Countless people sprinted down the streets amid the shrill "shouts" of air-raid sirens, searching for a safe place that did not exist.
Just when everyone thought they were doomed, the red meteors unexpectedly neither collided nor exploded. Instead, the instant they touched the ground, they burst into dazzling halos of light...
The halos pierced the city's high-rises, the trees and grass of the forests, the mountains and rivers of the land...
The terrifying "natural disaster" seemed to turn into nourishment, enriching the entire land...
In a Secret Base beneath London, a gaunt old man with a head of silver hair watched the situation outside through an advanced surveillance system...
His expression tinged with disbelief, he covered his mouth with both hands and murmured, "Oh, no...
Freyr, what have you done?
How many Einherjar did you sacrifice to open the reverse passage?
And how many devout Einherjar can make it through the passage to Earth?
I'm so close to succeeding, but is this really worth it?"
As the silver-haired old man muttered to himself, a raspy laugh came from beside him...
The old Ghost Rider, Carter Slade, was strapped to a silver metal chair engraved with intricate patterns. He laughed and said, "Satan! Is this what you call 'Redemption'?"
Carter Slade nodded emphatically. "Yes. As far as I'm concerned, this must be 'Redemption'...
Hahaha...
You left Earth with its power, and now you're returning all of that power to Earth. Hahaha...
This is a cycle. Earth made you what you are, and now