[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-mystic-calling-stone-of-glory":3,"chapter-mystic-calling-stone-of-glory-mystic-calling-stone-of-glory-chapter-711":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Mystic Calling：Stone of Glory",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1242317,1669,"Chapter 711: The Cage Above the Clouds","mystic-calling-stone-of-glory-chapter-711",711,"\u003Cp>Ethan’s brow furrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The system interface flickered open before his eyes:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Name: Zephyrax\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Level: Tier 21 · Peak\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elements: Thunder + Wind\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fusion Rate: 97%\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drew in a slow breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thunder and wind... damn.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At high tiers, those two elements in resonance were nearly unbeatable—speed, explosive force, piercing power. A nightmare combo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could make a move—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp voice sliced through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me handle this!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elira shot forward from the crowd like a bolt of shadow. In the blink of an eye, she was in front of Zephyrax, her fist already flying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BANG!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment her punch connected, the swirling storm of thunder and wind around Zephyrax shattered like glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shockwave rolled out in a tsunami of force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zephyrax was hurled backward, crashing through dozens of towering trees before finally skidding to a halt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She... broke an elemental resonance head-on?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zephyrax rose slowly, sparks crawling across his skin, his eyes burning with disbelief and fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who... are you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elira’s voice was cool, flat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just a woman who hates noise.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air around her trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—wings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pair of massive Skytear Demon Moth wings unfurled behind her, black and violet, etched with glowing runes that warped the very air around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You only control two elements,\" she said, lips curling into a faint, contemptuous smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Trash.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zephyrax roared, incandescent with rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lightning and wind exploded from his body, spiraling into a dense, churning sphere of raw destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A core of elemental annihilation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anything it touched would be erased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a snarl, he hurled it at Elira.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From where Ethan stood, even breathing became difficult. The sky itself seemed to split open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Elira?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She simply raised a hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And flicked it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—VMMM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Skytear Demon Moth wings beat once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each flap lit a rune like a star.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wind gathered around her, not as a breeze, but as a black curtain—dense, layered, spinning with impossible precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elemental storm slammed into her defense—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like it had been swallowed by the abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of light. Then silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zephyrax staggered back, stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This... this can’t be...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was barely a whisper, his face a mask of disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zephyrax let out a sudden, furious roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From his waist, he yanked out a blood-red orb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then try this on for size!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hurled it skyward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The orb burst in a flare of crimson light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air shuddered—space itself rippled—as a monstrous surge of energy tore loose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thunder, wind, and spatial force twisted together,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>forging a colossal blade of storm and lightning,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>its edge so sharp it made reality itself tremble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shit—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan moved on instinct, ready to intervene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could even take a step,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the phantom behind Elira flared back into view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the full soul of a Skytear Demon Moth—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>wings vast enough to blot out the sky,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>runes burning in gold and black flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She raised her hand,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>murmured something in an ancient tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world dimmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Storm and lightning collided midair, detonating in a silent, cataclysmic burst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massive blade of thunder and wind—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>shattered, inch by inch,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>crumbling into dust under an unseen pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zephyrax’s pupils shrank to pinpricks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The backlash hit him like a tidal wave,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>energy tearing through him as cracks split from his chest outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This can’t be—I’m—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never finished the sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body broke apart into a thousand shards of light,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>scattered to the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan finally exhaled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air still crackled with scorched ozone, the echoes of battle humming through the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his expression wasn’t relief—it was irritation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether it was the dungeon in the desert or the brief rest back at Emerald Castle,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Sky Citadel’s people always found him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like bloodhounds catching a scent, they showed up—every time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once. Twice. Three times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Always right on his heels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like... something above the clouds was watching him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How the hell are they doing this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they could really track him that precisely, why not send everything they had at once?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why keep throwing bodies at him, one after another?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zephyrax’s corpse hadn’t even cooled yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then his gaze caught on something at the man’s chest—a token, faintly glowing blue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He crouched and picked it up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surface was cracked, the runes flickering erratically,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but the aura from the Sky Citadel... he knew it too well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tapped it with a finger, channeling a pulse of his own energy into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Vmmm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A beam of light shot from the token, piercing the sky,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then unfurled midair like a massive mirror of water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the mirror shimmered a grand hall—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a vaulted ceiling, floating ceremonial lamps, golden runes flowing like rivers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Sky Citadel’s council chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rows of lords sat in solemn formation—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>each one radiating a pressure heavy as mountains, the kind of presence that could shake continents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, those proud faces were twisted with frustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...This isn’t on us!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Level 21 mobilized without clearance—who told them to mess with those surface mongrels?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They only acted because your last squad screwed up! Don’t try to wash your hands of it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chamber erupted in bickering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan lifted his gaze,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>eyes narrowing as he stared through the shimmering screen—straight at the man seated at the center of it all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That face: cold, still, almost statuesque.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The High Lord.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat unmoving on his throne,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>eyes half-lidded,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>brows drawn in a faint crease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The power coiled around him was so dense it warped the space nearby, folding it inward like a dying star.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet—he didn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan felt a jolt in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...He can’t leave?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could see it now. Among the gathered lords,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>many bore veins of strange, shifting light beneath their skin—impure bloodlines, not trueborn Sky Citadel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the ones who were pure—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>they looked bound. Trapped within the Citadel’s walls, unable to descend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They’re splintering from the inside,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan murmured, a crooked smile tugging at his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, it made sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Sky Citadel, for all its might, was shackled by its own bloodline laws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ones sent down to the surface—those relentless pursuers—were hybrids, offshoots, subordinate clans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The true rulers?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Caged birds in a gilded fortress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That explained the endless stream of \"solo lords\" they kept throwing at him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>they couldn’t act together, even if they wanted to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light curtain flickered, the image warping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few of the lords seemed to notice something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes turned—sharp, searching—toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>",1089,"2026-06-05T15:15:48.805Z",1,"novelbin.me","905a97fa81fe16c432729622239ef8537e6e5b91efb075a7de1bcb03ecc85967","mystic-calling-stone-of-glory-chapter-712","mystic-calling-stone-of-glory-chapter-710",1138,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmystic-calling-stone-of-glory-cover.jpg"]