Mystic Calling：Stone of Glory-Chapter 267: …We definitely underestimated him

BOOM!

Right then, the sky exploded with a blinding flash of white light and a deafening crack of thunder that seemed to tear the heavens apart.

"Wooo... woooooo...!"

In that instant, the Leviathans on the ocean’s surface—massive, ancient Deep Sea Leviathans—let out eerie, panicked wails. It was like they’d just seen something out of their worst nightmares. Without hesitation, they turned and tried to dive back into the depths of the sea.

But it was already too late.

Elyra had returned to her true form—a radiant, flawless unicorn of colossal size, standing tall in the sky, her hooves resting on air itself. She let out a piercing cry that echoed across the heavens.

In this form, her magical power was unleashed to its fullest. freeweɓnøvel.com

With every cry she gave, waves of terrifying Thunder and Light magic surged outward like a tidal wave of ice and fire, spreading fast and hitting hard.

VMMM!

The moment that power erupted, nearly every Leviathan and Deep Sea Leviathan near the coast froze in place.

They were paralyzed by the overwhelming surge of Thunder Magic, their massive bodies twitching under the electric assault.

And then came the Light—pure, divine, and crushing—bearing down on them with holy force, pinning them in place like insects under glass.

Then Elyra’s voice rang out from above, echoing across the sky like a divine chant.

It was like a god was speaking.

"The ultimate fusion of Light and Thunder—the sacred and the savage, united in perfect harmony. This is the power that split the heavens and forged the earth. The force that shatters the sky and slays demons. O mighty Light and Thunder, grant me the final secret of ultimate magic..."

"Divine Storm!"

In a flash, Elyra’s mana bar dropped to zero.

And at that exact moment, an indescribable force exploded outward—wild, violent, and terrifying beyond words.

BOOOOOOM!

The sound was apocalyptic, a roar that split the sky in two.

Thunder screamed. Light howled.

And together, they became eternal.

It was like a comet crashing into the Earth. A cataclysm of magic slammed into the ocean, and in the next second, blinding white light engulfed everything. Thunder roared, holy light surged, and the world turned pure white—so bright no one could keep their eyes open.

Then came the shockwave.

A massive mushroom cloud erupted from the sea, swallowing everything in its path. The blast wave rolled out for miles—hundreds of thousands of feet—layer after layer of raw, destructive force, each one more brutal than the last.

And it didn’t stop there.

The damage kept coming, relentless and overwhelming.

In the face of this apocalyptic scene, dozens of Leviathans were obliterated in an instant.

Just like that—gone.

Creatures of Tier 13, wiped out like they were nothing.

And even the mighty Tier 14 Deep Sea Leviathans weren’t spared. Their health bars were nearly halved in a single blow. They writhed in agony, their massive bodies torn open, blood pouring from gaping wounds, flesh charred and blackened...

"...What the hell..."

Ethan stood there, completely stunned, his jaw practically on the floor. Sure, he’d mentally prepared himself for how powerful Elyra had become—but even so, this? This was on a whole different level.

Those were Tier 13 Legendary Units.

And not just any Tier 13s—they were under the command of a Crimson Ultimate Hero. That kind of unit wasn’t just strong, it was elite. And yet... they’d been wiped out. Instantly. Just like that.

And the Tier 14 Deep Sea Leviathans? Every single one of them was seriously injured, bleeding out into the sea.

What kind of power was this?

It was so overwhelming, Ethan couldn’t even find the words.

This... this was true strength.

The Divine Storm—Tier 4 magic at its absolute peak—wasn’t just powerful. It was terrifying. Bone-chilling. Heart-stopping. It didn’t just kill—it annihilated.

And while the shock of that devastation still hung in the air, Seraphina, Cicero, Auremax, and Kyros didn’t waste a second. They moved fast, seizing the moment.

Their targets?

Unanimously—the wounded Tier 14 Deep Sea Leviathans.

First, because the regular Leviathans had already been obliterated by Elyra’s spell. There weren’t even enough left to bother with.

Second, and more importantly—taking down the Tier 14s would deal a much heavier blow to the enemy’s top-tier combat strength. The more of those they could eliminate now, the easier the next battle would be.

Strike while the iron’s hot.

And strike they did.

The ocean turned into a slaughterhouse. The injured Deep Sea Leviathans, already paralyzed and half-dead from the Divine Storm, were sitting ducks. Cicero and Seraphina tore through them like a hot knife through butter. The beasts barely had time to react—most couldn’t even move.

They were just giant, helpless targets.

And with Seraphina and Cicero’s power? It wasn’t even a fair fight.

Even Mythic Units like the Deep Sea Leviathans couldn’t hold out under that kind of pressure. One after another, they fell—massive bodies crashing into the waves, blood turning the sea red.

But...

The massacre didn’t last long.

Something changed.

Woooooo...

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

A low, eerie wailing echoed from the depths of the ocean—deep, guttural, and unnatural. Then, without warning, massive tentacles erupted from the sea, each one thick as a tower and moving with terrifying speed.

They lashed out like monsters from a nightmare, slamming into Seraphina, Cicero, and the others, forcing them back with overwhelming force.

"You... will die for this!"

A voice—cold, cruel, and dripping with rage—boomed up from the depths of the sea.

Ethan’s heart skipped a beat.

He looked down and saw it: a massive shadow rising beneath the waves, stretching thousands of feet across. The water darkened, the pressure in the air thickened, and the sheer size of the thing was enough to make your blood run cold.

And then—ding—a new alert popped up on his interface.

[Thal’Zar]

King of the Deep, Ruler of the Gemstone Sea, Supreme Lord of the Leviathan race.

Feared as the Nightmare Siren, the Deep Sea Horror.

Level: ???

Race: Leviathan

Tier: Crimson Ultimate Hero

Class: Leviathan Sea Sage

Hero Tier: 13

Attack: 222

Defense: 254

Spell Power: 503

Knowledge: 265

HP: 50,000

Damage: 322–453

Magic Damage: 466–787

Innate Skills: ???

Overall Rating: D-Rank Crimson Ultimate Hero

"...Shit."

Ethan’s scalp tingled as he stared at the stat panel. He couldn’t help but suck in a sharp breath.

Fifty thousand HP. Nearly 500 base damage. Almost 800 in magic damage.

What the hell kind of monster was this?

And this thing was supposedly only level fifty-something?

BOOM!

Before he could even process it, Thal’Zar made his move—lashing out in a fury. One brutal strike sent both Auremax and Kyros flying like rag dolls.

Ethan’s pupils shrank. He didn’t hesitate.

"Fall back! Now! Get the hell out of here!"

The moment the words left his mouth, Seraphina, Auremax, and the others didn’t even think twice. They turned and bolted, not giving Thal’Zar a single second to follow up.

As for Elyra? That god-tier glass cannon had already peaced out the moment Thal’Zar showed up. Smart move. Mages like her were built for one thing—drop a nuke, then vanish. She’d already burned all her mana on Divine Storm. If she stuck around now, she’d be toast.

"Woooo... woooooo..."

But Thal’Zar wasn’t letting them off easy.

He was pissed.

He chased them for what felt like forever, his monstrous roars echoing across the sea as he tore through the waves after them. But for all his power, he wasn’t exactly built for pursuit. And with the restrictions of his Creature Dwelling range, he eventually had to give up and slink back into the deep.

Still, the chase had left its mark.

Even though they’d escaped without any casualties, everyone was rattled. Shaken. Hearts pounding.

On a jagged reef jutting out of the sea, Ethan collapsed onto his back, gasping for breath, a bitter smile on his face.

"...We definitely underestimated him."

He was sure of one thing now.

That stat panel? Total bullshit.

Or at least, not the full picture.

The system had listed Thal’Zar as level fifty-something at first. Now it said "???" flat. Something wasn’t adding up.

No wonder Crimson Ultimate Heroes were said to be godlike.

Even the system couldn’t pin down their true strength?

Shaking his head, Ethan turned to check on the others.

"Auremax, Kyros—you guys okay?"