Mystic Calling：Stone of Glory-Chapter 473: For Emerald Castle…

"Morwenna, go get ready with Ravion. Within a month, we’re heading to the mainland of the Prime World."

Malenthia’s voice was cold as ice, her expression twisted with irritation as she shut her eyes in frustration.

"Yes, my Lady!" Morwenna responded crisply.

Malenthia’s gaze then shifted, dark and stormy, to Belladrex, who was still kneeling on the floor. She opened her mouth to speak—but suddenly froze. Her face went pale, and in the next instant, she shot to her feet with a furious roar.

"Who?!"

"Goddamn it—who did this?!"

"M-Mother? What’s wrong?" Belladrex stammered, startled by the sudden outburst.

Malenthia’s whole body trembled. Her face was ghostly white as she gritted her teeth and spat out the words: "Blackrock Castle is gone."

She was shaking with rage.

Her eyes burned with murderous fury.

"What? What do you mean, ’gone’? Blackrock Castle is... gone?!" Belladrex blinked, stunned, her face frozen in disbelief.

"What do I mean? Are you an idiot, Belladrex?!" Malenthia snapped, her voice rising to a furious roar. "I said—Blackrock Castle is gone! Someone shattered the Castle Heart! Someone launched a direct attack on our territory!"

As the ruling Lord, Malenthia’s life force was directly linked to the Castle Heart of Blackrock Castle.

So the moment it was destroyed, she felt it—like a blade through her soul. And in her main stronghold, Dreadwitch Castle, the sigil of Blackrock Castle had vanished completely.

Which could only mean one thing:

Blackrock Castle was no longer under her control.

It had been wiped off the map.

"Fwoosh!"

A sudden gust of wind howled outside the palace, and a cold, sharp voice cut through the air.

"My Lady, Ravion requests an audience!"

Malenthia’s expression shifted again. "Come in. What is it?!"

The doors burst open, and Ravion stepped inside.

"Ravion? What are you doing here? Don’t tell me—something’s happened at Axehold Castle?!" Malenthia’s voice was tight with urgency as she stood up, her face etched with worry.

Ravion.

A 12th-tier Venomspike Manticore Hero Unit.

One of only two fully maxed-out orange-tier Legendary heroes under her command.

The other? Morwenna.

Ravion had always been her strongest frontline force, stationed at the teleportation gate base on the second level of the Dungeon—Axehold Castle. He was never supposed to leave his post.

So why was he here now?

And with Blackrock Castle already lost, a sick feeling twisted in her gut.

"My Lady," Ravion said grimly, "Axehold Castle is under attack. Two Crimson Ultimate-tier Green Dragon heroes have launched an assault, leading a force of about 500 Green Dragon units. They’re hitting us hard."

"I couldn’t hold them off. I had no choice but to retreat and request reinforcements."

His voice was heavy, his face dark with frustration and shame.

"What... what did you just say?! Crimson Ultimate Green Dragon heroes—two of them?!" Belladrex’s face went pale as she gasped in shock.

"Ravion, are you serious? You’re absolutely sure there are two Crimson Ultimate Green Dragon heroes?" Malenthia’s expression darkened even further. She stared hard at Ravion, her voice laced with disbelief.

"My Lady, you know I’d never joke about something like this," Ravion said grimly. "Yes, there are two Crimson Ultimate Green Dragon heroes attacking Axehold Castle. But... their power doesn’t quite match yours, my Lady."

He paused, his face tightening before he continued quickly, "One of them is extremely powerful. I fought her—barely. I wasn’t even close to her level. If I hadn’t been lucky that she wasn’t focused on killing me, I wouldn’t have made it out alive. The other one’s not as strong—seems like he just awakened for the first time."

"Is that so?" Malenthia’s expression eased slightly, though her eyes still burned with fury.

Then her gaze narrowed, and a cold, mocking smile crept across her lips. "So they came prepared... targeted us specifically. I wonder if this has anything to do with that little bitch Lilith. Otherwise, what are the odds of this happening now?"

"Mother, that’s impossible, right?" Belladrex protested, her face twisting in disbelief. "You’re saying Lilith brought them here? But how? What power does she even have?!"

Malenthia didn’t even bother responding.

"Ravion, go rally the Dragon Legion and all our major forces stationed at Dreadwitch Castle."

"Yes, my Lady!"

"Morwenna, head to the Creature Dwellings and start resurrecting the fallen units."

"Same priority as always—start with the 12th-tier Shadow Matriarchs, then the 11th-tier Shadow Witches. I want my Shadow Legion at full strength. No compromises. Understood?"

"Yes, my Lady!"

"Belladrex..." Malenthia turned to her daughter, her voice cold and commanding. "Gather every Hero Unit we can spare. I want them all assembled within the hour."

"Y-Yes, Mother!"

Malenthia’s eyes gleamed with a chilling light as she let out a low, venomous laugh. Her voice dropped to a whisper, full of menace.

"I don’t care who you are. You dared to challenge me—Malenthia? You’ll pay for that. Two Crimson Ultimate Green Dragon heroes, huh? Heh... if I can take them down, maybe that arrogant bastard Ashendar will finally shut his damn mouth."

...

Second Layer of the Dungeon – Axehold Castle

"Seraphina, that Venomspike Manticore hero from earlier... he’s gone," Orryn said as he flew back to Seraphina’s side. She was still in the middle of effortlessly tearing through enemy troops like they were made of paper.

"I know," Seraphina replied calmly, crushing another handful of Venomspike Manticores without even looking. "I let him go. You really think he could’ve escaped me otherwise?"

"Well, of course not! You could’ve squashed that filthy, ugly hybrid with one slap! But... why let him go?"

"He’s not our target," Seraphina said, shaking her head. "The sooner we clear this place out, the more time we’ll have to prepare for Malenthia’s counterattack. That’s when the real battle begins. As for you..."

She glanced at Orryn, her tone flat but firm. "While the enemy’s still weak, kill as many as you can. The more you kill, the faster you’ll grow stronger. You won’t be fighting Malenthia with me, but getting stronger is never a bad thing."

"Come on, Seraphina, don’t underestimate me! I’m a Crimson Ultimate hero now! If we team up, we can totally take her down!" Orryn said, puffed up with confidence.

Seraphina couldn’t help but shake her head.

Crimson Ultimate hero?

Sure, the title sounded impressive—but even among Crimson Ultimates, there were levels. Strength varied wildly. And Orryn hadn’t even undergone his second awakening yet. Even if he had, it wouldn’t matter.

Against a Dungeon King, even a freshly awakened Crimson Ultimate hero was barely any stronger than a maxed-out orange-tier Legendary hero or a 14th-tier Mythic Ace Unit.

They’d still get slapped into the dirt.

The power gap was just that massive.

And honestly, even she—Seraphina—was feeling the pressure.

Back when she, Cicero, Kyros, and her master Ethan had fought Maelthorak, they’d only barely managed to bring him down—and that was when he was already crippled and severely wounded.

But now?

She was alone.

And Malenthia wasn’t some half-dead relic like Maelthorak had been.

No—Malenthia was whole. At her peak.

Which meant Seraphina would have to face a fully powered Dungeon King... by herself.

Was she nervous? Hell yes.

But even so, her resolve didn’t waver for a second.

Her eyes burned with fierce determination.

"For Emerald Castle..."

"For my master... I have to win this fight. No matter what. I will win!" Seraphina clenched her fists, her voice low and fierce, her gaze blazing with the fire of war.

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