[{"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-772":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},1242178,1669,"Chapter 772: Slayerfrost Sword","mystic-calling-stone-of-glory-chapter-772",772,"\u003Cp>Caelthenas felt the cracks spreading across her abdominal armor, and her breath hitched—sharp, panicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She staggered back, frantically channeling energy to reinforce the failing section of her core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ethan was too close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far too close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had no choice but to split her power—half to defend against the relentless barrage of Energy Discs, the other desperately trying to patch the breach in her armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that one exposed spot—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That single, vulnerable point—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remained wide open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan’s attacks were merciless. Precise. Like a scalpel guided by instinct, or fate itself. Every Disc struck the same place, again and again, with surgical intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THUD!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THUD!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THUD!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The armor finally gave way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of it shattering rang through the cavern like a scream made of glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Caelthenas reeled back, panic overtaking her face. She stumbled, her movements clumsy and desperate—nothing like the ancient, regal terror she’d been moments ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked like a beast with its belly exposed—cornered, furious, and afraid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ethan didn’t let up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He moved like a predator who’d tasted blood, relentless and locked in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drove her back, step by step, until—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her back slammed into the cold stone wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaelira’s eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew Caelthenas. Once a candidate for the Sol’Rakka throne. A rival Kaelira had never managed to fully suppress, no matter how many battles they fought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan had her pinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Kaelira, the Desert Queen, had never done that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Caelthenas scrambled to summon more power, trying to shield her broken core with the spider limbs curling protectively in front of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was no use.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That crack had become a beacon—Ethan’s attacks drawn to it like iron to a magnet, like law to consequence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The breach tore wide open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in the next instant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dozen Energy Discs surged through the gap, straight into her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"—AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her scream tore through the cavern, raw and inhuman, echoing off the stone like a soul being ripped apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body began to fracture from the inside out, like a statue crumbling under its own weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She clutched her chest, fingers digging in as if she could hold herself together by force of will alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the breach had become a vortex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Energy poured in, wild and uncontrollable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t stop it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t seal it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t survive it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With one final, shuddering cry, Caelthenas exploded into a storm of light and ash, her form disintegrating into a thousand shards that scattered into the dark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaelira sucked in a sharp breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Caelthenas...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rival who had defeated her more than once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman who had nearly claimed the Desert Queen’s throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gone—just like that. Killed by Ethan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had never bested Caelthenas in a direct fight. Not once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ethan had done it. And he’d done it with nothing more than early-stage 25Tier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time, Kaelira felt something deeper than surprise stir in her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A quiet, undeniable awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Caelthenas shattered, her ancient, brutal power didn’t just vanish—it surged outward in a final, violent pulse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It rushed into Ethan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>RUMMMMMBLE—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground beneath his feet trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The energy poured into him like a river breaking its dam, flooding his body with raw, unfiltered force. His blood boiled. His bones rang with a low, metallic hum. His core expanded, stretching wide to contain the storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Tier didn’t just nudge upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It leapt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From early 25Tier—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To mid-stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And not just that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The power now radiating from him... was stronger than Kaelira’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By a margin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan exhaled, a low, breathy sound of stunned satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t expected this. That a creature as dangerous as Caelthenas would become such a gift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still reeling from the rush when something caught his eye—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A glint among the scattered fragments of her remains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like ice. Or starlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long and slender, forged from what looked like pure crystalized frost. The blade was translucent, impossibly clear, yet pulsing faintly—as if it were breathing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what truly made his breath catch—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was the way its energy resonated with his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No resistance. No friction. Just... harmony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could even think, his hand reached out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the moment his fingers closed around the hilt—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A surge of pure, razor-sharp energy shot up his arm, threading into his veins, weaving itself into the power he’d just absorbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No rejection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No backlash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like the sword had been waiting for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like it had always been his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ice-blue and gold light flared around him, wrapping his body in a glow that shimmered like dawn on frost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THUD—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden, foreign force detonated inside Ethan’s body—violent, invasive, and cold as death. Not the chill of winter, but something far worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was pure killing intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So sharp it felt like it could carve through his soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan gasped, breath catching in his throat like he’d inhaled a blade. A thin layer of frost bloomed across his skin, racing up his arm and curling over his shoulder and neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shit... what is this...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like he’d been hurled into a pit forged from slaughter itself—every breath dragging him deeper, every heartbeat pulling him under.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaelira saw it happen and her expression snapped to alarm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s—no! Ethan, stop!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She rushed to his side, but the moment she got close, the frost-laced killing aura lashed out like a living thing, wrapping around her too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their energies collided—then locked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>HUMMMM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>HUMMMM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>HUMMMM—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the Slayer’s frost surged between them like awakened runes, no longer just corroding—but fusing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The killing intent didn’t just invade—it intertwined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wove itself into their powers, threading through muscle and bone like a thousand icy blades, piercing and merging all at once. And instead of tearing them apart—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was being absorbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their power levels began to climb—visibly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan froze, chest heaving, the surge of strength nearly choking him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaelira’s cheeks flushed, her breath quick and shallow. She’d never felt anything like this before—this strange, dangerous fusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This... this power... it’s too dangerous...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hadn’t even had time to stabilize the sudden influx when—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>RUMBLE—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground beneath them began to quake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something massive was stirring in the dark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ice-crystal sword, still half-buried in the stone floor, was wrenched free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive hand tore it from the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frost exploded up the blade, and from the settling dust stepped a towering figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encased in armor sculpted from pure ice, every plate etched with runes of slaughter, he looked like a war god carved from winter and bloodshed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was low. Cold. Final.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You... who are you, to dare absorb Lord Vaedoroth’s Slayerfrost Sword?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan didn’t answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He inhaled sharply, forced the killing intent inside him into focus, and hurled it forward—compressed, sharpened, wrapped in golden energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A storm of gold and frost roared toward the figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the man took a single step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the entire wave of killing aura shattered—like a pack of wild dogs silenced by their master’s glare. The storm collapsed into glittering shards of ice, drifting harmlessly to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I,\" he said, raising the sword with a sound like cracking glaciers, \"am the Butcher King.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The title hit like a hammer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Killing intent surged from him in a tidal wave, each word slamming into the world like a war drum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The breath of slaughter is mine. It was born from me. It obeys me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His ice-blue eyes locked onto Ethan, glacial and contemptuous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And you dare—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward, voice dropping to a growl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"—use my power to kill me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THUD!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Slayerfrost Sword snapped back into his hand, summoned by some invisible command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised it high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frost surged from the blade, flooding the cavern in a wave of ghostly blue light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>RUMBLE-RUMBLE-RUMBLE—!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The storm broke loose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A killing frost swept across the world like a cliff of ice crashing down from the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And everything—everything—was about to be buried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>",1339,"2026-06-05T15:15:48.983Z",1,"novelbin.me","78da340dfc7a90f615ba2567539efdbf011ecb045c912e50af4686cd2ed8cef0","mystic-calling-stone-of-glory-chapter-773","mystic-calling-stone-of-glory-chapter-771",1138,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmystic-calling-stone-of-glory-cover.jpg"]