Mystic Calling：Stone of Glory-Chapter 881: He Didn’t Step Back
The moment Ethan moved, no one else hesitated.
There was no room for fear.
Every last ounce of power was unleashed without reservation, merging into the Sky Fortress’s main cannon fire.
The sky roared like it was on the verge of collapse.
Space fractured under the pressure, cracks spiderwebbing outward, threatening to shatter the entire airspace at any second.
And in the heart of that apocalyptic energy storm—
Varkhan, Supreme Ruler of the Vorgar Empire, smiled.
For the first time, a flicker of genuine interest lit his eyes.
"Interesting," he murmured.
"Didn’t expect a low-tier Plane World to push back this hard."
Under his will, the energy spheres intensified—compressed tighter, burning hotter—then surged downward again.
Then—
He slowly drew the sword at his waist.
With a casual flick, the blade carved through the air.
A beam of sword light, honed to absolute precision, sliced through the chaotic storm like it was paper. It carried the weight of a world-ending strike, descending with unstoppable force.
And just as that sword light fully formed—just as it was about to fall—
Ethan moved.
His body shot forward like lightning tearing through space, faster than anyone could react.
No dodge.
No retreat.
He raised his hand—and met the blade head-on.
BOOM—!!!
Blinding energy detonated in his palm, the shockwave blasting outward in all directions.
"How foolish," Varkhan’s voice echoed coldly across the battlefield, laced with disdain.
"You really think, at your level, you can block my power?"
But as the words left his mouth, his expression twisted.
No longer amused.
Now furious.
The kind of fury that came from being challenged—by someone who shouldn’t even be able to stand.
His power erupted in full.
The sky itself seemed to bend, dragged into his domain.
Behind him, golden light surged and twisted, forming the massive silhouette of a dragon—its wings stretching across the heavens, its presence suffocating.
As the dragon’s form solidified, a colossal energy sphere began to condense beneath its claws.
Ethan forced himself to stay upright.
He shattered the sword light that had nearly torn his arm apart, then—without pause—used the recoil to launch himself straight into the golden dragon’s shadow.
BOOM-BOOM-BOOM—!
The sky went wild.
Energy spiraled out of control, space convulsing violently. Cracks spread like wildfire, visible to the naked eye. The entire battlefield looked like it was seconds from collapse.
At the same time, the frontlines erupted into the bloodiest phase of the battle.
But the outcome was never in question.
The Vorgar Empire’s forces were overwhelming.
Their power—more refined, more brutal—crushed Emerald Castle’s defenses in a matter of moments.
Ethan had expected this.
He knew better than anyone where his army’s limits lay.
If he couldn’t take down Varkhan—fast—
Then no matter how many attacks he blocked on the battlefield...
Emerald Castle’s fate would be the same.
Total annihilation.
Ethan took a deep breath.
It felt like the last breath he’d ever take.
In the next instant, he formed a tightly compressed energy sphere in his palm.
No hesitation.
He slammed it straight into his own chest—into his heart.
Agony exploded through his body.
This wasn’t just backlash. It was a violent tear at the very core of his life force.
HUMMM—
HUMMM—
HUMMM—
Deep within him, three forces ignited at once.
Idra and Auri’s powers responded immediately, surging to life the moment he called.
They’d been holding nothing back since the battle began.
The real uncertainty was Lily.
Ever since merging with Ethan, she’d remained dormant—her consciousness sealed, her power locked away in some deeper layer.
If he couldn’t wake her now—
There was no way he’d survive what came next.
Energy rampaged through his body, colliding, spiraling, threatening to tear him apart from the inside.
The energy sphere he’d forced into his heart had done its job—it pushed all three forces to the brink of eruption.
The cost was his life.
Almost instantly, a world-ending aura burst from Ethan’s body.
The surge was so intense it triggered every weapon system in his Powered Combat Armor to deploy at once, all of them entering overload mode.
BOOM—!
Ethan stepped forward.
The shockwave from his movement alone shattered the golden dragon projection into fragments of light.
The illusion collapsed.
And in the next breath, he was standing face-to-face with Varkhan.
Varkhan’s pupils contracted sharply.
For the first time, he truly looked at Ethan.
"Not bad," he said coldly.
"As expected of Emerald Castle’s lord."
"To make it this far... I’ll remember your name."
Then his tone dropped, voice like a blade.
"But this is where it ends."
"Now, I’ll show you what real power looks like."
With a roar, Varkhan compressed his energy again.
A new sphere formed in his hand—larger than the last, pulsing with raw annihilation—and he hurled it down with crushing force.
Ethan didn’t move back.
There was no fear in his eyes.
He pulled every scrap of energy he could reach, forming a massive Energy Disc in his palm—and hurled it straight into the incoming sphere.
BOOM—!!!
The two forces collided midair, twisting, tearing, detonating in a storm of destruction.
The sky shattered.
Cracks spread like spiderwebs across the heavens, space itself fracturing under the strain.
Ethan kept fighting.
More power poured into him, feeding the clash.
But he knew the truth. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
Every surge of strength came at a cost—his life, draining away piece by piece.
If this kept up—
He would die.
No question.
But there was no turning back.
Not now.
Time dragged.
Ethan’s face grew visibly paler with every second.
His body trembled uncontrollably.
Weakness washed over him like a rising tide, threatening to drown him.
Still, he held on.
He forced the system interface open, launching scan after scan.
He was searching.
For anything.
Even a single weakness.
But the results only sank his heart deeper.
Nothing.
The system couldn’t detect a single flaw.
Varkhan—Supreme Ruler of the Vorgar Empire—stood at the absolute peak of power.
And that strange white armor he wore?
It amplified his strength dozens of times over.
Even the natural aura leaking from his body was enough to push the entire sky to the brink of collapse.
