[{"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-777":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},1242183,1669,"Chapter 777 777: Why You?!","mystic-calling-stone-of-glory-chapter-777",777,"\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battle between Ethan and Vaedoroth had spiraled completely out of control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THOOM.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THOOM.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THOOM.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their clashing power spiraled into twin vortexes, two storms colliding and devouring everything around them. Every trace of slaughter energy in the air was sucked into the maelstrom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the pale white core that had once floated above them—Vaedoroth's source—was torn apart, unraveled by the chaos, and finally vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pressure kept building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until the space itself gave out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOM—!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cavern walls crumbled like dry sand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black-hole-like fissures tore through the air, spreading fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan and Vaedoroth were forced to abandon the collapsing chamber, bursting out into the open—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Landing atop the narrow stone bridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the bridge—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swallowed entirely by the rising tide of violet magma.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no solid ground left beneath them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And worse—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The aura rising from that magma clashed violently with Vaedoroth's own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ROOOAAARR—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment his foot grazed the edge of the molten flow, his skin began to melt, sizzling like acid on flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He screamed—a raw, guttural sound of pain—and launched himself into the air, hovering above the magma to escape its searing touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan, by contrast, landed without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His boots touched the glowing surface—and instead of burning, his power surged outward, instinctively reaching for the energy beneath him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the magma responded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It welcomed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two forces merged like water meeting water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Kaelira had seen it, she would've been speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan wasn't native to Sol'Rakka. By all logic, he shouldn't have been able to resonate with this kind of deep-world energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But reality didn't care about logic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan's body already housed multiple pure forces—Dragon God, Fairy God, elemental essence, slaughter energy…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of them were source-tier powers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So whether it was the slaughter vortex—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or this strange, ancient violet magma—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could absorb it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vaedoroth's voice cracked with disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Impossible!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You… you can absorb that too?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn't even begun to process what he was seeing when—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leapt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Straight into the heart of the magma.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vaedoroth froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew exactly what lay beneath that surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That wasn't lava.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a primordial force—so potent it could burn through a monarch's soul in seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even he, born of this world's core, couldn't enter it without being reduced to ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hovered above it, scowling, and tried to force his power downward—attempting to boil away the magma, to see what had become of Ethan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the violet energy pushed back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It moved like it had a will of its own, rejecting him, repelling his power at every turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seconds passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still no sign of Ethan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dead?\" Vaedoroth muttered, though his voice lacked conviction. \"Or melted?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He snorted, but unease gnawed at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a frustrated growl, he turned and flew back toward the shattered vortex, beginning to rebuild.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His power was more than enough to construct a new sealed domain. It would only take a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what he didn't know—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was that deep beneath the surface of the violet magma…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan was drifting downward, carried by the current of molten light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he plunged into the violet magma, the power within him detonated—wild, unrestrained—and fused seamlessly with the energy around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elemental force. Dragon God's might. Fairy God's grace. The raw essence of slaughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of it surged to the surface, forming a protective shell around his body. Not to resist the magma—but to meet it. To merge with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the magma welcomed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn't burn. It embraced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before long, he reached the heart of the glow—the place where the energy pulsed brightest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaelira floated in stillness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her long hair drifted like silk in the current, and the violet energy poured into her like a tide returning home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around her, the swirling power resembled some ancient rite—solemn, sacred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Runes shimmered across her skin, glowing with the same hue as the magma. A thin, radiant armor clung to her body, like a second skin woven from light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan blinked, momentarily stunned. \"Your Majesty, Desert Queen… I thought you were in danger. Turns out you found yourself a treasure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaelira's eyes snapped open, and her gaze sparkled with unrestrained joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're here too?! This power—it's like it was made for me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was light, almost giddy, unlike anything he'd heard from her before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The violet energy surged faster, condensing into a spinning orb just below her navel. It pulsed with a deep hum, drawing more power into its orbit like a gravitational core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rate of absorption doubled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, most of the magma's energy was being funneled directly into her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>VMMM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>VMMM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>VMMM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining energy, as if sensing its purpose had shifted, rushed toward Ethan in a single, unified wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took it all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep in the magma's core, their powers intertwined—two forces spiraling together, draining the sea of energy dry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The magma dimmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then withered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aboveground—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vaedoroth felt it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tore through the half-formed space he'd been building and shot back to the stone bridge—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only to find the magma gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire flow had vanished, leaving behind a cracked, blackened basin of cooled stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if centuries of molten fury had been flash-frozen in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it…!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vaedoroth's voice trembled with rage—and something worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They're… not dead?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd never felt this kind of unease before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Never.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't hold it back anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Driven by panic and fury, he dove into the dried magma pit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had to see with his own eyes whether those two humans—those insects—had truly survived touching his power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the moment he dropped into the basin—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>VMMM—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A surge of power exploded from the earth's core, wild and ancient, like a thousand dragons roaring awake at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It swallowed him whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ROOOAAARR—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body convulsed violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The force was too strong. Too old. Even for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't resist it—not at first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He staggered back, barely escaping the tide of energy, his form flickering with damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It took him a long moment to stabilize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just as he touched down, breath ragged—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blade of killing intent slid across his back like a whisper made of steel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>FWIP—!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive Energy Disc dropped from above like a guillotine from the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACK!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOOOM—!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The explosion warped the entire space, the shockwave bending light and sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vaedoroth was slammed into the ground, half his body buried in stone. A gaping wound tore across his shoulder, ripping down through his chest. Blood sprayed in thick, dark arcs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No—!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His scream was raw, guttural, full of disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And saw him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far, far stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vaedoroth's pupils shrank to pinpricks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That magma… that power should've destroyed you! How are you still alive?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice cracked, teetering on the edge of hysteria.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You absorbed it?! You actually grew stronger?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This… this is impossible! Why?! Why you?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>",1154,"2026-06-05T15:15:48.983Z",1,"novelbin.me","70e2281a28f41ed5354b1fa429b0d1cb564d6088a5e7f8a4ae91b818e0672ff3","mystic-calling-stone-of-glory-chapter-778","mystic-calling-stone-of-glory-chapter-776",1138,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmystic-calling-stone-of-glory-cover.jpg"]