When Zeus and Erebus each departed, at the edge of the Earth, not far from Silver Moon City.
A pale silver shuttle-shaped metallic object hovered in mid-air, with the brilliance of Stars flowing on its surface.
Having set down his heavy luggage, Heracles examined the vehicle in front of him, silently feeling that the journey was worth it.
The wilderness of Chaos was perilous, rife with Alien Beasts and demons. Even if one could handle them, it would inevitably delay travelers considerably.
Moreover, once one crossed the Olympus Mountain Range, the Earth further to the west became even more dangerous. Ancient Evil Artifact and Pagan Evil Gods that even the Deities dreaded often lurked there, no one could guarantee their own safety.
Therefore, to reach his destination as quickly as possible, the Great Hero had to target Silver Moon City.