No Time Left

"What exactly happened to Nidavellir? Where are the other dwarves?"

Hearing the conversation between Loki and Xu Fan, Thor glanced at the glove model on the workbench.

But from a model alone, Thor still could not guess what had happened here.

Although Asgard's situation was extremely dire at the moment,

Nidavellir had, after all, been under Odin's protection.

Now that Odin was gone, as the Son of Odin, he should shoulder that responsibility.

He should seek justice for what had happened to Nidavellir.

Otherwise, Asgard would lose the support of the other realms.

"Eitri."

Seeing that Dwarf King Eitri did not answer his question, Thor could only call out his name loudly.

At the same time, Thor reached out and placed a hand on Eitri's shoulder, urging him to trust him.

Looking at Thor's sincere expression, Eitri felt a jumble of emotions.

However, he was not a narrow-minded man.

He was the Dwarf King of Nidavellir.

He possessed the bearing of a king.

Besides, Hela had broken free of Odin's seal, and Asgard was now in grave danger.

This was not the time to blame Thor or the deceased Odin.

After a moment of silence, Eitri began recounting the nightmare that had befallen Nidavellir.

"It was Thanos."

When Eitri spoke that name,

Thor could even see the terror in his eyes.

"Thanos." Thor repeated the name.

It was the first time he had heard it.

"I know him."

But at that moment, Loki suddenly stepped forward, his gaze instinctively flicking toward Xu Fan.

It was not hard to see that Loki had made a great decision before mustering the courage to speak.

Thor turned to look at Loki and found that his hands were trembling.

Loki not only knew who Thanos was, but was deeply wary of him—and somewhat afraid!