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The people of Asgard were perplexed by the white-clad Syd standing alongside Thor. Most of them had no idea who he was. However, his presence next to Prince Thor suggested he was no ordinary figure.

While the general populace remained in the dark, figures like the Warriors Three, Heimdall, and Queen Frigga immediately recognized him.

Not just them—Ebony Maw, observing the battle through Hela's communicator, also identified the newcomer. His expression shifted to one of shock as he murmured, "The White Knight? How is he here?"

Hela, catching Ebony Maw's reaction, raised an eyebrow. "The White Knight?" she echoed, recalling Thor's earlier mention of this title during their pursuit in Midgard.

Back then, Thor had referred to this so-called White Knight as his brother. The revelation had surprised Hela, who wondered when Odin had gained another child to complicate matters.

She had simply added him to her list of targets to eliminate, considering him insignificant compared to her.

Glancing briefly at the white-clad figure beside Thor, Hela dismissed him with a scoff. No matter how powerful this "White Knight" might be, she was confident she could crush him as easily as she had Thor and Loki. To her, he was just another minor obstacle.

Seeing Thor, Valkyrie, and Syd approaching, Hela sneered, "Your arrival is meaningless. Three weaklings won't even make a dent in Surtur's power. Odin is doomed, and I suggest you don't waste your lives trying to save him. Swear allegiance to me, and I might consider sparing you."

Thor glared at her angrily but turned his focus to Odin, battling fiercely against Surtur, his eyes filled with worry.

Nearby, some Asgardian citizens overheard Hela's words and began urging Thor to retreat.

"Prince Thor, we must leave now!"

"Asgard's destruction is imminent. King Odin can only hold Surtur off for so long. If even the king can't defeat him, you shouldn't throw your life away. We must escape while we still can!"

"Yes, Your Highness, if we delay any longer, it might be too late!"

The people, desperate to save their prince, pleaded earnestly.

Thor, frustrated, waved them off. "Enough! I understand what you're saying."

"But do you know who this is?" he said, gesturing toward Syd. "This is my brother, the God of Light!"

His declaration left the citizens stunned.

"When did King Odin have another son?"

"The God of Light?"

As their gazes shifted to Syd, confusion and disbelief clouded their expressions.

Even with Thor's words, the people's doubts lingered. Could this unknown God of Light truly change the tide of battle?

The sight of Surtur in the distance—a towering inferno of destruction—left most feeling hopeless. How could anyone, even Thor's supposed brother, face such overwhelming power?

Thor noticed their skepticism and frowned. "You underestimate him. My brother's power is beyond your imagination. Even Surtur may not be his equal!"

The crowd's disbelief only deepened.

"How can you say that, Prince Thor? Not even King Odin can defeat Surtur, and you expect us to believe your brother can?"

"Please, Your Highness, this is no time for jokes. We must flee!"

One by one, citizens moved to pull Thor away, hoping to drag him to safety.

Meanwhile, Hela, having overheard the exchange, burst into laughter.

"My dear brother," she mocked, "you must truly be desperate to spout such nonsense."

"You don't know the meaning of power," she added with a cold smile, pointing toward the battlefield.

Boom! Boom!

Surtur swung the Twilight Sword, effortlessly destroying an entire mountain.

The ground quaked, and flames roared into the sky, leaving everyone in awe and fear.

"Do you see that? That is true power!" Hela exclaimed, her eyes gleaming with disdain as she turned her gaze to Syd.

Her expression betrayed her utter lack of regard for him, a sentiment shared by many Asgardians present.

Just as these doubts and taunts filled the air, Surtur himself, locked in combat with Odin, noticed the newcomers.

He immediately recognized Thor.

"Odin's son…"

A sinister grin spread across Surtur's fiery face.

Blocking one of Odin's strikes, Surtur suddenly shifted his focus. With terrifying speed, he redirected the Twilight Sword toward Thor, Syd, and Valkyrie.

"Die! None shall stand in my way!"

The fiery blade tore through the air, accompanied by a raging inferno and howling winds.

Even before it reached them, the sheer power of the attack made Thor's body tremble with dread.

It felt as if the next moment would bring their inevitable end.

(End of Chapter)

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