Starting as a Class Five Mutant

Chapter 358: Chapter 358



"Impossible!"

From a distance, Odin, Frigga, and the citizens of Asgard cried out in alarm as they watched the massive Twilight Sword descend toward Thor and his companions.

Thor's body froze in fear, and even Hela sneered, convinced that Thor and the others were doomed.

But just as everyone's thoughts spiraled into despair, the white-clad Syd beside Thor calmly raised his right hand.

A crimson glow radiated from his palm.

In an instant, a massive wave of red energy enveloped the descending Twilight Sword, halting its motion mid-air.

Gasps erupted from every corner of Asgard.

The indomitable Twilight Sword, capable of effortlessly destroying mountains, was stopped in its tracks!

Everyone who witnessed the scene was left in shock.

Surtur's attack, a devastating blow that only Odin himself could counter, had been

neutralized by this unfamiliar figure standing beside Thor.

From the astonished citizens to Hela, who had been enjoying the spectacle, disbelief spread across their faces.

"This cannot be... How could he stop it?" Hela muttered, her smug demeanor replaced with incredulity.

The one most affected, however, was the fire giant himself. Surtur, who had unleashed the attack, stood frozen in disbelief.

"Who is this Asgardian prince?" he growled.

"A mere son of Odin, stopping my strike? Impossible!"

Enraged, Surtur pulled the Twilight Sword back and swung it again with even greater force.

But once again, the red energy emerged, effortlessly halting the attack.

This time, Surtur's fury reached its peak.

"Impossible!" he bellowed, his voice echoing across Asgard. Flames erupted from the Twilight Sword as he launched a searing torrent of fire toward Thor and his companions.

The intense heat swept across the battlefield, causing even the distant Asgardians to feel the waves of heat rolling over them.

However, just as before, a red barrier of energy appeared, blocking the flames entirely.

Surtur, unable to contain his frustration, roared, "Who are you?! No one but Odin can stand against me! How do you possess such power?!"

Syd remained silent, focused entirely on countering Surtur's attack. Even he acknowledged the immense strength of the fire giant, a force that required his full attention to overcome.

Drawing on the power of chaos magic, Syd channeled his abilities to their utmost limits. Then, under the stunned gaze of Asgard's citizens, Syd uttered a single word: "Light."

The world brightened as a dazzling sunlight engulfed everything in sight. The radiance stretched across the horizon, its brilliance overwhelming.

As the light concentrated, Syd directed its power into a single, devastating beam that shot toward Surtur.

"Ahhh!"

The beam pierced Surtur's chest, creating a massive, gaping hole. The sight was eerily reminiscent of the injury Odin had inflicted earlier with Gungnir.

The crowd held their breath, their disbelief mounting.

This mysterious prince, with a mere word, had unleashed an attack powerful enough to wound Surtur in a way only Odin had managed before.

As Surtur reeled from the blow, Syd extended his right hand once more. A powerful surge of red energy enveloped the Twilight Sword. With a sharp movement, Syd flung the weapon far into the distance, where it crashed into the ground with a resounding thud. Deprived of his weapon, Surtur seemed significantly weakened, his fiery aura dimming.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Syd, floating into the air to match Surtur's towering height, unleashed another barrage of attacks. This time, crimson spheres of chaos magic erupted from his hands, bombarding the fire giant relentlessly.

Without the Twilight Sword, Surtur's defenses crumbled. Each blast pushed him further back, his once-formidable presence diminished.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Under the relentless assault, Surtur's massive form began to falter. Finally, the combined power of chaos magic and the sunlight beam severed his body into fragments, his limbs collapsing in different directions.

Crash!

The ground quaked as Surtur's dismembered form fell, the shockwaves sending dust and debris into the air.

As the giant's body began to regenerate, Syd narrowed his eyes. He summoned all his strength, unleashing a torrent of chaos magic to envelop the fragments. The red energy surged, evaporating Surtur's body piece by piece.

Within moments, only a massive skull remained.

"No!" Surtur's voice echoed, filled with disbelief.

"This cannot be! No one should be able to stop me!"

"How... how is this possible?!"

His despair reverberated across the battlefield as his skull, too, was consumed by the crimson

energy.

Silence fell over Asgard as the onlookers processed what had just transpired.

Hela, who had watched the entire battle unfold, stood frozen, her jaw slack. For the first time, the Goddess of Death was at a loss for words.

(End of Chapter)

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