Mystic Calling：Stone of Glory-Chapter 855: The World Answered

Ethan didn't waste a second.

The moment Emerald Castle's army arrived, he didn't bother with explanations—he issued the order straight out.

"All of you—"

"Unleash your power."

"Feel out the boundaries of this world."

His voice echoed through the air—calm, firm, and absolute.

At first, some of the soldiers looked confused.

But that didn't last long.

As they spread their energy outward, they immediately sensed something off.

This world's spatial structure wasn't loose or fragmented like the usual instance realms they'd encountered.

On the contrary—it was dense. Reinforced. As if some force had repeatedly compressed and stabilized it.

And yet—

Its spatial flow was unusually clear.

"…Found it."

Someone muttered under their breath.

More and more people began to pick up on the rhythm.

It wasn't chaotic turbulence.

It was something else—

A structured, guideable spatial displacement.

"Begin."

Ethan didn't waste another word.

In the next instant, hundreds of energy nodes lit up across the area.

The space began to tremble.

Not collapse—

But lift.

They weren't tearing it apart.

They were uprooting it.

This wasn't their first time relocating a world.

But this time, everyone could feel the difference.

The worlds they'd moved before were light—fragile, with limited energy reserves. Once the anchor points were locked, they could be dragged back to the main world with relative ease.

But this one—

Was heavy.

So heavy it felt like the entire space was saturated with unimaginable energy.

Every inch of movement came at a massive cost.

"Keep going."

No one backed down.

Under Ethan's guidance, all their power twisted into a single force.

Bit by bit—

This world was slowly, painfully dragged toward Emerald Castle's spatial coordinates.

When the final lock clicked into place, nearly everyone was gasping for breath.

But before they could even begin to recover—

The scientists lost their minds.

"This metal—"

"Did you see this?!"

They practically threw themselves at the newly exposed mineral veins, eyes blazing—not like they were looking at raw materials, but at miracles.

"Energy stability is off the charts!"

"Sealing efficiency blows the blood-red ore out of the water!"

"This… this is exactly the structural component we've been missing!"

This wasn't just a resource.

It was—

The foundation for expanding Powered Combat Armor.

Of course, Ethan knew the truth.

Mass-produced versions would never match the precision or defense of custom suits.

There'd be compromises.

But even so—

With enough of it, Emerald Castle's overall combat strength would leap to a whole new tier.

He was already thinking through how to allocate the world's resources when—

The sky darkened.

Not from clouds.

But from a suffocating pressure descending from above.

Vmmm—

The air itself seemed to shatter under the weight of it.

RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE—

A wave of destruction swept across the entire region like a rising tide.

Ethan's head snapped up.

His brow furrowed instantly.

He hadn't expected—

An enemy to show up now.

He took a deep breath, steadying the churn in his blood, and slowly rose into the air.

"Who are you?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly across the battlefield.

"Why are you trespassing on Emerald Castle's territory?"

High above, the figure finally revealed itself.

A man.

Expression cold. Gaze distant—like he was looking down on insects.

He barely spared Ethan a glance.

And then—

A terrifying force exploded behind him, coalescing into a twisted, monstrous shadow.

"I thought there might be something interesting here," the man sneered.

"Turns out, it's just a bunch of nobodies."

"Today—"

"I'll show you what real destruction looks like."

The moment those words left Arkhadon's mouth—

Ethan's body trembled, just slightly.

Not from fear.

But because—

He could feel it. Clearly.

The man wasn't just drawing on his own strength.

He was actively pulling power from the world itself.

Ethan instinctively took a step back and opened his system interface.

The scan flickered across his vision.

[Target: Arkhadon]

[Faction: Narlost Empire]

[Title: First Champion]

[Core Talent: Destruction]

Ethan's pupils contracted.

Destruction.

That wasn't just an offensive attribute.

It was—

A talent that used the world itself as fuel.

In other words—

The stronger the world he descended into,

The more terrifying the power he could unleash.

The moment Ethan saw the system panel—

It felt like someone had shoved him into a frozen abyss.

Not cold.

But weightless. Like the ground had vanished beneath his feet.

His body trembled involuntarily.

He had never seen a talent like this.

Destruction.

Not a skill. Not an element.

But dominion—

A right to command the world itself.

RUMBLE—

High above, Arkhadon slowly raised his hand.

Then brought it down.

No dramatic buildup. No flashy charge-up.

But the instant that hand fell—

The entire world responded.

A crushing force dropped from the sky like the heavens collapsing.

The outer perimeter of Emerald Castle—layer after layer of reinforced energy barriers—didn't even have time to scream before they shattered one after another.

Hundreds of layers, gone in seconds.

And the worst part—

The broken energy didn't dissipate.

Arkhadon pulled it in.

Reforged it.

And shaped it into a massive handprint that stretched across the sky.

"This is what you rely on?"

His voice was cold. Dismissive.

"Emerald Castle… is nothing."

"Today—marks your extinction."

Ethan clenched his jaw.

Hard enough that his teeth nearly cracked.

He had never felt it this clearly before—

In a head-on fight, he couldn't win.

Even if he threw the entire world's power at Arkhadon, it wouldn't be enough.

But then—

He took a deep breath.

And didn't retreat.

Instead, he raised his hand—

And pulled Idra and Auri back into his body.

VMMM—!

Three forces fused inside him.

The majesty of the Dragon God.

The grace of the Fairy God.

And his own unshakable will.

Power exploded outward, forming a vast energy domain that rose to meet Arkhadon's might head-on.

Half the sky lit up.

And for the first time—

Arkhadon's gaze paused.

"Interesting."

He narrowed his eyes, finally giving Ethan his full attention.

"So that's it… a fusion of Fairy God and Dragon God."

"I didn't expect someone at your level to be holding a card like that."

His lips curled into a slow smile.

But it was cold. And hungry.

"Shame."

"You've made it this far—only to end here."

"These two powers—"

"Will belong to me."

As the words fell—

Arkhadon's aura surged to its peak.

He spread his arms wide.

And in that moment, the world lost its master.

No—

It welcomed its true one.

Space trembled.

The world's energy, as if answering a call, rushed toward him in a frenzy.

Until finally—

High above, it condensed into a colossal sword that blotted out the sky.

It wasn't a weapon.

It was—

Judgment.

The world itself, delivering its verdict.

And once that sword fell—

Emerald Castle would cease to exist.