[{"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-712":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},1242318,1669,"Chapter 712: The Last Light of the Feywild","mystic-calling-stone-of-glory-chapter-712",712,"\u003Cp>Ethan flinched, instantly cutting off his energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The token crumbled to ash in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence followed—brief, taut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he let out a quiet laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So that’s how it is.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wind swept in from the distance, brushing past his shoulders, carrying the dry, scorched scent of the desert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Their sky’s already starting to crack.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up, eyes locking on the distant fortress that hovered eternally among the clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A glint sparked in his gaze—sharp, unsettling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then we’ll climb. One layer at a time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, the battle flag of Emerald Castle snapped in the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If they still dare to come down... then let them fall, one by one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>. . .\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Days later,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the castle finally settled into a rare, welcome calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone had returned to their Creature Dwellings and training grounds—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>summoning, refining, evolving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hum of energy pulsed through the air like a heartbeat,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a quiet rhythm of growth and preparation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scent of metal and magic still lingered in the halls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soldiers patched up the outer defenses. Mages replenished the energy crystals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Ethan sat alone in the main hall, hunched over the war map.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingertip traced a slow line across the sand table—from the desert to the Sky Citadel—marked with dozens of red dots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If we strike now... it’s too soon,\" he murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, they could take advantage of the Citadel’s internal fracture, launch a full assault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that floating fortress in the sky—there was no way it didn’t have hidden cards left to play.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if the High Lord couldn’t descend, that didn’t mean every power was bound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He closed his eyes, running through the possibilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If they’ve got higher-tier beings who can break the boundary... then we’re still far from ready.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed new dungeons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stronger enemies. Greater power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he began sketching out the next phase of the campaign—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the doors slammed open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feylora stumbled in, wings fluttering wildly, wind trailing behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face was pale, voice trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"On my way back—I ran into a Fairy!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Every time you bring home a ’new friend,’ I end up with a headache.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feylora ignored the jab.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There’s no time—he says he’s from the Feywild. A separate realm! But it’s already been taken over... by a ruler so cruel it’s tearing the place apart!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan’s gaze sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bring him in.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, a faint shimmer of light drifted into the grand hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a Fairy—no bigger than a palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One wing was half-shattered, his tiny body riddled with cracks,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>like a dying ember clinging to its last flicker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hovered in the air by sheer will, voice trembling like a leaf in the wind:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can feel it... the Fey Sovereign’s power inside you. Please... help us... our world is falling apart.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan reached out, gently cupping the fragile creature and setting him down on the table. \"Easy. First we heal you. Then we talk.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He uncorked a small vial and let a single drop fall onto the Fairy’s broken wing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft golden light spread along the fractures, slow and steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now,\" Ethan said, \"tell me what happened.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fairy’s eyes shimmered with tears. \"That thing... he’s a bloodthirsty demon. He feeds on us. He’s turned the entire Feywild into a blackened night.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If we don’t stop him soon... our kind will be wiped out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hall fell into a heavy silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan said nothing for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the Fairy’s words, he’d caught a few phrases that made his scalp prickle—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tier 21, peak level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Commanding a host of powerful subordinates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t going to be a clean fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I move now,\" he thought, weighing the risks, \"Emerald Castle still isn’t fully recovered. If we take heavy losses and Sky Citadel strikes back while we’re exposed—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’ll lose everything.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feylora frowned. \"Master... we can’t just stand by and watch them die.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan exhaled slowly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his gaze falling back to the tiny Fairy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The creature’s breathing was shallow,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but in his eyes burned a stubborn, flickering light that refused to go out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan remembered a time when he’d stood in that same place—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>cornered by fate, clinging to survival with nothing but grit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That look... he knew it too well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Alright.\" Ethan stood, his voice steady again. \"We’ll go see for ourselves.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fairy’s head snapped up. \"Really?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t celebrate yet,\" Ethan said coolly. \"If I find that place isn’t worth saving, I’ll pull out without hesitation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned and gave his orders:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Elira. Andona. You’re in charge of the castle’s defenses.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If Sky Citadel sends more, hit back immediately.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both women nodded in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan turned to Feylora. \"This time, we’re bringing a thousand goblins.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not to fight. To scout.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked out the window, into the night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond the black sea of clouds, thunder rumbled low and distant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s hope the Feywild... isn’t too far gone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>. . .\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The forest lay a hundred miles north of Emerald Castle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the night sky, the trees stood in eerie stillness,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>their leaves glowing with a faint blue shimmer, like they were whispering lullabies in a forgotten tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fairy floated ahead,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his fingertip brushing a barely visible seam in the mountainside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A low hum resonated—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and the air folded in on itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A waist-high vortex bloomed from the rock face,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>its center swirling with silver-green light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each slow rotation released a breath of sweet, delicate scent—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>like pollen laced with ancient magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That scent made his pulse quicken—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>pure, undiluted Fairy energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s real,\" he murmured. \"The Feywild.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one, they stepped through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment they crossed over,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the world flipped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan felt a sudden heat bloom in his chest, his energy surging wildly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>as if something ancient and buried inside him had been yanked awake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Feywild was nothing like the dreamy realm of legend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky shimmered in hues of violet and cyan,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>drifting with massive petals and motes of glowing dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trees grew upside down, their roots stretching toward the heavens,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and every leaf pulsed with a soft, eerie light—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>like a thousand eyes watching the intruders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So much magic...\" Feylora whispered, awestruck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ethan didn’t answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he heard it—that sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A screech that tore through the air like metal being ripped apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"—SKREEEE!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It came from the distance, echoing with a jagged, unnatural resonance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a streak of blood-red light dropped from the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man—at least, what had once been one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body was wrapped in a haze of dark crimson mist,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>veins bulging and writhing beneath his skin like something alive,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and his eyes burned like twin furnaces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bloodfiend...\" the Fairy gasped,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>instinctively shrinking back, wings trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan’s gaze stayed locked on the creature as it slammed into the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thing let out a guttural roar,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and in its palm, a blood-red glow flared to life—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a shockwave exploded outward, racing straight toward them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>",1166,"2026-06-05T15:15:48.805Z",1,"novelbin.me","514df16689e97755527c499f9c2fc110294f24cd57ac413f3015747c061e817f","mystic-calling-stone-of-glory-chapter-713","mystic-calling-stone-of-glory-chapter-711",1138,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmystic-calling-stone-of-glory-cover.jpg"]