Mystic Calling：Stone of Glory-Chapter 115: In war, everyone dies

Lilith flashed Ethan a polite smile and said respectfully, "Honorable Lord, we meet again."

As soon as she finished speaking, she hesitated for a moment before carefully continuing, "Great Lord, I’ve thought about this for a long time, and I’ve finally made up my mind—I want to join your castle. I want to serve under your banner."

Ethan was momentarily stunned, then let out a chuckle. "You want to? This isn’t just about what you want. Haven’t I already told you? I may sympathize with you, and I do respect you to some extent, but that doesn’t mean I can trust you."

"I understand," Lilith said, clenching her teeth slightly. "But I can prove myself to you. Even if it’s just a little."

"Oh?"

Ethan raised an eyebrow, his gaze sharpening as he studied her. "Go on, then. What do you have to say?"

"Lord Ethan, are you aware of the Evil Faction Invasion Wars?" Lilith asked.

"The Evil Faction Invasion Wars?" Ethan frowned. "You mean the large-scale invasions launched by the three chaotic evil factions—Dungeon, Inferno, and Necropolis—against the other factions?"

"Exactly."

Lilith nodded and continued, "Dungeon, Inferno, and Necropolis... These three chaotic evil factions don’t necessarily share the same goals in war, but one thing remains constant—every few millennia, without fail, they launch an all-out assault on the other factions."

"And the main battleground for these wars is right here, on the central continent of the world."

Ethan’s frown deepened.

"What are you trying to say?"

"Are you suggesting... that another faction war is about to begin?"

The reason these factions were labeled as evil and chaotic was simple—they fought purely for the sake of destruction. Dungeon and Inferno, in particular, were filled with creatures that were born to be ruthless, bloodthirsty warriors.

Every few thousand or tens of thousands of years, they would declare war, launching relentless attacks and provocations against the other factions.

Take, for example, the Inferno Invasion War from millennia ago—

That was when the Inferno faction waged war against the Tower faction.

The main battlefield? Right here, in the central continent of Glory Lords X.

But Inferno’s forces were too overwhelming. The Tower faction was pushed back again and again, unable to hold their ground. In the end, they had no choice but to seek aid from the Castle and Forest factions.

That war eventually escalated into a massive four-way conflict.

The Tower, Forest, and Castle factions joined forces against Inferno, launching a brutal counterattack that finally drove them back into the Inferno realm.

And that war? It was the very event that led to the formation of the Light Alliance.

"Yes," Lilith said, nodding slowly. "And this time, the war will be even bigger... even more devastating than the last."

Ethan’s pupils contracted in shock. "Bigger? More devastating? Why?"

"Because this time, Inferno has allied with Dungeon’s monstrous forces," Lilith said grimly. "They’re preparing to declare war on the Light Alliance together."

Ethan’s expression changed instantly. A sharp breath escaped him as a chill ran down his spine.

Hiss...

Inferno and Dungeon... joining forces to declare war on the three factions of the Light Alliance?

This...

Ethan’s expression shifted several times in rapid succession. Then, he stood up abruptly, locking eyes with Lilith. His voice was sharp. "Do you have any proof?"

Lilith pulled out a blood-red scroll, its surface radiating an overwhelming draconic aura—so immense that it was impossible to conceal. "This is an official decree from the Overlord of Dungeon. It was supposed to be in Malenthia’s possession... but I happened to steal it."

Ethan took the scroll from her, but as soon as he unrolled it, he realized he couldn’t make sense of the writing.

Lilith spoke calmly. "Honorable Lord, your knowledgeable Green Dragon hero should be able to read this. Have him take a look, and you’ll see that I’m telling the truth."

Ethan didn’t hesitate. "Cicero, come here."

Bang!

Moments later, the doors to the meeting hall swung open. Cicero strode in, gripping the Green Dragon Scepter, his brows furrowed. "Master, why is there a Black Dragon’s aura in here?"

"Take a look at this." Ethan gestured him over, his expression serious as he handed over the blood-red scroll.

Cicero’s face shifted the moment he touched it. He unrolled it, scanning the contents—then his expression darkened. "Master... where did you get this?"

"What does it say?" Ethan asked in a low voice.

Cicero took a deep breath. "Inferno is planning to join forces with Dungeon to wage war against the three factions of the Light Alliance. The attack is set for the next lunar eclipse." frёeωebɳovel.com

"Can you confirm it’s real?" Ethan pressed.

"Without a doubt." Cicero nodded firmly. "The writing was left by a Black Dragon—most likely a Black Dragon hero. In other words, this decree came directly from the Overlord of Dungeon."

Silence.

Ethan didn’t speak for a long moment. Then, a strange expression crossed his face—half a smirk, half something unreadable. He murmured, "So... chaos is coming."

A full-scale faction war.

And not just any war—Inferno and Dungeon, united against the Light Alliance. The devastation would be unimaginable.

But for Ethan? This wasn’t necessarily bad news.

Because in any era, the best time to rise... is during chaos.

A turbulent world meant opportunities—opportunities to grow unnoticed, to move in the shadows, to seize power while others were too distracted to stop him.

After a long pause, Ethan suddenly chuckled. "Looks like we might finally have a lead on that Arch Devil’s heart we need."

Cicero and Lilith both froze.

Then, Cicero’s lips curled into a knowing smile. He nodded. "You might be right."

The 14th-Tier Mythic Unit—the Arch Devil, hidden deep within Inferno. Normally, even Ethan wouldn’t dare make a move against such a creature.

But if the Arch Devils came to the main world instead?

In war, everyone dies.

Even a Crimson Ultimate hero could fall—so what was a 14th-Tier Mythic Unit in comparison?

Ethan took another look at the blood-red scroll, his fingers running over its surface as he mulled over his thoughts. Then, he glanced at Cicero and asked, "Cicero, if I were to take this to the Light Alliance right now... how do you think they’d react?"

Cicero was silent for a moment, his eyes flickering with calculation. Then, he spoke. "There’s a chance they’d reward you handsomely... but it’s far more likely they’d capture you on the spot, imprison you—or even eliminate you outright."

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