Mystic Calling：Stone of Glory-Chapter 814: When the Wall Finally Falls
As Ethan's words fell, he flicked his wrist.
Thoom—!
The golden liquid struck the energy barrier—not with an explosion, but with a deep, resonant impact.
It didn't blast outward.
Instead, it spread like water soaking into parched earth, instantly flowing along every energy channel in the defensive structure.
RUMMMMMBLE—!
The entire barrier shuddered violently.
Then, in the next breath, its structural integrity surged.
Not just thicker.
Something else—something higher—had intervened. A force that rewrote the very logic of the defense.
The barrier's glow shifted, its mixed hues settling into a deep, heavy dark gold.
Ethan's pupils narrowed slightly.
"…So that's what it does."
At this level of reinforcement—
Even sustained bombardment from a force of equal scale wouldn't break through anytime soon.
This wasn't just a city shield anymore.
It was a bulwark—temporarily reinforced by the laws themselves.
…
Outside the barrier—
The Crocaster Empire's army froze.
"What?!"
"What just happened?!"
The energy shield, which had been riddled with cracks just moments ago, was now rapidly restoring itself—stronger than ever.
Every strike that landed now only triggered a dull, sluggish ripple.
"Damn it!"
At the front of the formation stood Emperor Alaric of Crocaster.
Supreme commander of the expeditionary force.
He raised his hand, raw power surging in his palm, and hurled it at the barrier without holding back.
BOOM—!
The blast detonated on impact.
But when the smoke cleared, the shield remained intact.
Only a faint white mark lingered—barely visible.
Alaric's expression darkened completely.
"I didn't expect this…" he muttered. "Emerald Castle has grown this strong."
This level of defense wasn't something any ordinary faction could possess.
If they were allowed to keep growing—
The consequences would be catastrophic.
"Relay my command," Alaric snapped, voice cold and absolute.
"All forces—press forward."
"Break that barrier. No matter the cost."
The moment the order dropped, the army erupted with long-suppressed fervor.
Siege engines were rushed to the front lines.
Even the trump cards meant for the final assault were deployed without hesitation.
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
Strike after strike rained down, shaking the entire sky.
The energy barrier began to tremble again.
Even with the golden power reinforcing it—
Under this scale of relentless assault, it was only a matter of time before it shattered.
High above, Ethan hovered in the air, eyes locked on the army beyond the waves of energy distortion.
His brow furrowed deeper.
Under normal circumstances, when a force realized it couldn't breach a defense quickly, it would retreat, regroup, or look for another angle.
But these troops didn't.
They weren't pulling back.
They were doubling down—each wave of attacks more reckless than the last, like they didn't care about losses at all.
"This isn't a normal war…" Ethan murmured.
This was personal.
A strike driven by intent—by hatred.
And as the bombardment dragged on, second by second, the pressure only mounted.
No one knew how long it had been—
Crack.
Crack-crack.
The outer energy barrier began to thin. Under the relentless pounding, its once-stable structure was now webbed with fractures.
If not for the golden energy still reinforcing it from within, the shield would've collapsed long ago.
But at the same time, something else had finally finished.
One by one, figures began rising into the sky above Emerald Castle.
More than half the core forces had completed their energy absorption and structural transformation, returning to combat-ready positions.
Their Powered Combat Armor looked nothing like before.
Sharper lines. Deeper, steadier energy circuits.
Each suit now had five blood-red gems embedded in its core—serving as primary power sources.
That didn't just mean more power.
It meant longer endurance, explosive output, and in extreme cases—self-detonation.
If necessary, these suits could trigger the gems and take enemies down with them. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖
The air above the battlefield was shifting.
The tide was turning.
And then—
SHRIIIP!
A sharp, piercing crack split the sky.
Crack-crack-crack—
The barrier that had held for so long was finally torn open.
Fractures spread like spiderwebs, and with a final violent tremor, the entire defense structure collapsed.
The shield was down.
"RAAAHHH—!!"
Alaric let out a roar, raw and unhinged, his voice detonating across the battlefield.
"Full assault!"
The moment the order dropped, the Crocaster Empire's army surged forward like a dam bursting.
At the front, Alaric no longer cared about command or formation.
He gathered every ounce of his power, his entire body becoming a stream of destructive energy as he launched himself straight at Ethan.
He didn't look like an emperor.
He looked like a man consumed by vengeance.
Ethan snorted coldly.
Emerald Castle wasn't some helpless target anymore.
But just as he prepared to meet the charge—
Another figure rose into the sky ahead of him.
"Alaric."
The voice was clear, sharp, and laced with undisguised disgust.
Kaelira hovered in the air, eyes locked on the incoming emperor. In that moment, the rest of the battlefield seemed to vanish from her view.
"I didn't think you'd actually have the guts to chase me here."
Her aura exploded.
Purple-red energy surged behind her, rising and twisting until it formed a massive phoenix of pure power.
The moment its wings spread, the sky lit up with searing color.
This was the power of the blood-red gems—channeled and fused.
Wild, but under control.
"Today," Kaelira said, voice low and razor-sharp, "you'll pay for everything."
The phoenix dove.
And in the next instant—
Two forces collided head-on.
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
Explosions ripped through the sky, shockwaves blasting outward like solid walls.
The surrounding space twisted and cracked under the pressure, as if the world itself was about to tear apart.
If not for the sheer number of high-tier powerhouses anchoring the battlefield—
This entire region would've been shredded to pieces.
Ethan didn't hesitate anymore.
The moment the barrier fell and the front lines broke open, there were no more "safe options."
He pushed his Powered Combat Armor to full output, his body vanishing into a blur that tore through the air—
And slammed straight into the Crocaster army.
In the next second, the battlefield descended into chaos.
Energy, blood, and metal fragments exploded in every direction.
Both sides charged at once, and death piled up in the blink of an eye.
But just as the battle reached its most frenzied peak—
A different kind of power began to rise from the enemy's rear.
The air twisted.
Not from shockwaves—but like an invisible hand was wringing it out.
A tall figure stepped forward from the crowd.
It was almost entirely made of steel.
Joints, torso, limbs—every part engineered with unsettling precision. No ornamentation. Just cold, heavy metal gleaming under the light.
It took a single step forward—
And the space around it groaned, like the world itself couldn't bear its weight.
