Mystic Calling：Stone of Glory-Chapter 882: From the Place No One Returns

Ethan drew in a deep breath.

He knew—dragging this out any longer was pointless.

Fighting on would only waste strength.

At this point, there was only one move left: retreat. Pull back, regroup, wait for the next opening.

He began channeling the last of his energy, ready to disengage.

But then—

Buzz.

The space around him shifted—violently.

It was like an invisible hand clenched down on the battlefield, warping the very fabric of the air. The flow of space froze, twisted, locked in place.

Every escape route—gone.

"What?!"

Ethan’s pupils shrank.

He realized it instantly.

This entire space was now under Varkhan’s control.

His life—was in the enemy’s hands.

From this moment on, it wasn’t a question of if he’d be killed, only when.

And while he was pinned in place—

The battlefield spiraled into chaos again.

Both armies clashed in a fresh wave of brutal combat.

Energy blasts tore through the sky, light and fire colliding in a storm that lit up the heavens like a burning canvas.

But reality was suffocatingly cruel.

The Vorgar Empire’s power was overwhelming.

Their ships rained down fire with terrifying density. Their battle armor tech was generations ahead of anything Emerald Castle could field.

If this kept up—

It wouldn’t just be defeat.

It would be annihilation.

Ethan’s jaw clenched so hard his teeth nearly cracked.

He couldn’t accept it.

Couldn’t watch everything he’d built with his own hands be crushed right in front of him.

No time to hesitate.

He forced every last shred of energy in his body into his palm.

A volatile sphere of raw power formed instantly—unstable, dangerous.

It was practically a suicide move.

But Ethan had no other choice.

He hurled the energy forward with everything he had.

The sudden, reckless attack caught the enemy off guard.

The Vorgar elites instinctively gathered their power, trying to block it head-on.

A heartbeat later—

The two forces collided.

BOOM—!!!

The explosion ripped through the sky, a shockwave beyond words.

Ethan felt the backlash slam into him like a warhammer.

His body lost all control, flung like a ragdoll.

He smashed through layer after layer of defenses—buildings, energy barriers—until finally—

He plummeted into the deepest part of Emerald Castle.

"My Lord—!!!"

The cry tore through the battlefield, freezing countless hearts.

Every gaze snapped toward the spot where Ethan had vanished.

Fear. Disbelief. Despair. It all spread like wildfire.

Several core commanders erupted with power, blasting away nearby enemies as they charged toward the impact zone.

But when they got there—

They froze.

Ethan had fallen into the castle’s energy core sector.

A massive lake of raw power.

He’d built it himself—personally overseeing the extraction, fusion, and compression of high-tier energy from countless worlds to form the core.

Originally, he’d planned to use it to forge a new power system—one that could rapidly boost the Tier and combat strength of everyone in Emerald Castle.

But the project had been shut down early.

The energy was too wild.

Too dangerous.

Ordinary soldiers couldn’t even scream before the liquid energy dissolved them into nothing.

It was—

A death zone.

No one dared step foot inside.

And now— 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Ethan had fallen in.

For a moment, the battlefield went silent.

Then came the roar of grief and fury, raw and unstoppable.

"Damn it—!!!"

"They killed our Lord!"

"It wasn’t enough to invade our home—now they want us to die on our knees?!"

Shouts of rage erupted across the field.

Reason burned away in an instant.

Everyone from Emerald Castle snapped.

They no longer cared about survival. No longer counted the cost.

They unleashed everything they had.

They surged into the sky, charging the enemy head-on, fighting with a desperation that bordered on madness.

The Vorgar forces reeled from the sudden counterattack.

They hadn’t expected this.

Even after losing their leader, Emerald Castle still had this much fight left in them?

But that fury—no matter how fierce—was still fragile in the face of overwhelming power.

High above, Varkhan hovered in the air, watching it all with cold detachment.

His expression didn’t shift.

He slowly raised one hand.

A blinding white energy sphere formed in his palm, pulsing with lethal force.

He flicked it forward.

A swath of Emerald Castle’s soldiers vanished in an instant.

"Just a bunch of clowns," Varkhan said, voice flat and icy. "And they dare struggle in front of me."

He lifted his other hand.

A second sphere formed.

Then a third.

More and more white orbs gathered around him, each one radiating violent, crushing energy.

The sky darkened under their glow.

Emerald Castle’s forces were thrown into chaos. Even with their full strength unleashed, the pressure from those white spheres was suffocating—utterly overwhelming.

Elira’s heart sank as she watched. A flicker of fear crossed her eyes.

She launched into the air, golden light flaring behind her as the massive silhouette of the Divine Sovereign Moth unfurled—majestic, divine.

She was clearly planning to intercept the white spheres herself.

But she wasn’t alone.

The other Emerald Castle commanders shot into the sky as well, pouring every ounce of power into a massive energy barrier, trying to hold back the force that threatened to consume them all.

Even so, the tide couldn’t be turned.

Varkhan’s power had already surpassed anything they could have imagined.

On paper, he was only mid-31st Tier.

But the energy he was unleashing—this was peak 31st Tier, no question. It crushed every attempt at resistance.

"We don’t fear these invaders!" Elira’s voice rang out, fierce and clear. "We are our Lord’s loyal blades! Today, they die with no grave to claim them!"

As soon as she finished, she pulled several energy capsules from her belt and swallowed them. Her Powered Combat Armor surged to its limit.

The others followed suit, one after another.

In an instant, the air itself seemed to freeze under the pressure of their combined power. The battlefield tensed, the final clash looming.

But just as both sides braced for the decisive battle—

A low, rumbling gurgle echoed from deep within Emerald Castle’s core.

Then, a strange and powerful force erupted from the depths, spreading upward like a shockwave.

Every eye turned toward it.

That place—was supposed to be a death zone.

Anyone who fell in never came back out.

But now, from that very place, a surge of life force was rising—thick, vibrant, impossible to ignore.

Before anyone could react, a thunderous boom split the air.

The entire sky trembled.

A figure shot upward like a comet, piercing the clouds, hovering high above the battlefield.

Power poured from him in waves, wild and unrelenting.

The sky itself seemed to tear open around him, shrieking with a high-pitched hum, as if the universe was shaking in his wake.