[{"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-929":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},1242385,1669,"Chapter 929 929: The Bell Rang Before the Sky Fell","mystic-calling-stone-of-glory-chapter-929",929,"\u003Cp>Ethan picked up on it instantly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The energy radiating from the attackers wasn't just strong. It blended seamlessly with the aura of the cliff itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like they were born from the mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within seconds,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>they'd gathered at the mouth of Ethan's cave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their power surged all at once—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a brutal, full-force assault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire cliff shook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cave roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan had already figured the Gemward Tribe didn't come here to talk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment they closed in, he raised one palm and gave a gentle push.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No dramatic flourish—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the result was terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shockwave of invisible force exploded outward like a crashing tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warriors at the front didn't even get a chance to react. They were blasted backward, slammed against the stone walls so hard they dropped unconscious on impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deep, low rumble hung in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the rest of them could regroup—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan's form unraveled again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body scattered into thousands of glittering particles, streaming upward like mist and bleeding into the open sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time seemed to freeze on the cliff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining Gemward Tribe warriors stared at the drifting fragments, their faces locking into stunned disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But something older. Deeper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reverence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like they'd just confirmed something they'd been waiting their whole lives to see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All at once, they dropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every one of them fell to their knees in perfect sync.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arms crossed over their chests, they bowed forward—foreheads slamming against the stone again and again, the sound rhythmic, quiet, and unsettlingly devout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn't surrender.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was ritual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like they'd been preparing for centuries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan hovered there, momentarily thrown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't attack again. Instead, the particles reformed, pulling back together into his body mid-air. He floated, suspended above the mountainside, looking down at the scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sight made his brow tighten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…What the hell are you doing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the warriors—a broad-shouldered man with damp eyes—crawled forward on his knees, voice trembling from emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Our tribe has carried a burden since the ancient days,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Our role was to guard the runes... until their true master appeared.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his gaze to Ethan, staring at him like a believer at a god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're here now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Our mission... is complete.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan's expression darkened. His frown deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no idea what this guy was talking about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could respond—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of them moved at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every Gemward warrior unleashed the power they'd kept buried within, letting energy surge free from their cores.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The magic whipped through the air, streams of force converging, entwining—until they crystallized in the sky above into a massive shining rune of pure gold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't like the runes Ethan had seen before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those had all been pitch-black, cold to the touch, pulsing with void energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This one glowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Radiant. Warm. Commanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A divine kind of power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the golden light, Ethan could feel it: an undying ember.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flame that didn't rage—it endured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No heat of madness, no chaos. Just relentless, unbreaking life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He inhaled sharp and quick. Couldn't help it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…That's the real deal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw it instantly—this immortal flame, this godlight, was something Ignara, the Phoenix Queen, would kill to devour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he could bring it back—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her power wouldn't just grow. It would evolve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Transcend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a step forward, hand rising to reach for it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then the sky ripped open with a sound like claws on stone and sanity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sound that shouldn't exist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like something ancient was being forced awake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shadow dropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A monstrous, nine-headed drake plummeted from the heavens, crashing down with terrifying intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each of its heads opened wide, and Ethan felt it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nine different elemental tides. Fire. Ice. Lightning. Wind...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each head its own domain of destruction, but all of them resonating as one inside that massive, scaled body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chaotic fusion of forces, humming with primal threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan's pupils narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its target wasn't him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the golden rune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Shit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cursed under his breath—then shot upward, blazing past the incoming beast to throw himself between it and the rune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His power surged, merging with the radiant aura of the golden mark behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that heartbeat—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nine-headed drake let out a deafening roar, a howl that peeled across the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nine beams of pure elemental force burst from its mouths—streams of fire, ice, lightning, and more, all fusing midair into one titanic shadow: a lizard-like construct forged from raw destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phantom beast screamed, ripping through clouds, barreling straight down at Ethan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Multi-elemental. Chaotically unstable. Catastrophically powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kind of energy didn't burn...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It erased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even a fraction of that blast—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could break the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There wasn't a trace of fear on Ethan's face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment his power fully merged with that golden rune, something unfamiliar quietly took shape in his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Small. Plain. Slightly worn, even—like an old trinket nobody would look at twice. But the instant it appeared, the air itself seemed to flick—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crisp, clear note echoed through the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soft, delicate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it sliced through space like a thread of light, spreading in every direction at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan felt it instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The energies of the world—the wind, the heat, even the pulse of the land—were being tugged, drawn toward the source of the sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn't just some flashy attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a summoning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it worked fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The energy orb that the nine-headed drake had conjured earlier, still pulsing with chaotic power, was now swarmed by the onrushing flood of natural force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Light and pressure collided—element against element.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They pressed in, devoured each other, and finally, with a silent twist in the air—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Completely erased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drake's reaction?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unmoved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even a flicker of shock crossed its monstrous faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like it had seen this play out before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its middlemost head opened its jaws wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And from its throat—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another bell emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It floated into the air with eerie stillness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything about it—its form, its etched runes—was an exact match to the bell in Ethan's hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Except for one thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His glowed gold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This one drank in the light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're a lucky little outsider, aren't you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drake's voice boomed across the sky, low as thunder rolling through a graveyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To be chosen by an ancient rune... what are the odds?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All nine heads turned in unison. Nine sets of eyes locked on Ethan at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But that thing you're holding? It's broken.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It'll never come close to the power I command.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A low, rumbling chuckle shook the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And now that you've taken it—guess I'll just have to bury you with it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan's brow twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That speech made no sense. It contradicted itself halfway through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that didn't matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was only one thing left to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drew in a sharp breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gold light blazed from within his core, surging out into the open and gathering fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive sword took shape in his hands—solid light forged into steel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blinding, holy, and steady as bedrock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan launched himself forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So fast, even the beast's nine heads couldn't track him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One flash of divine steel—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And one of those heads fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Severed clean in a burst of ichor, tumbling through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky ripped open from the creature's shriek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A scream so raw, it sounded like the mountain itself was bleeding.\u003C\u002Fp>",1236,"2026-06-05T15:15:54.167Z",1,"novelbin.me","639b287d6faf52b9e04b0f8ecbc6a98dd8dc6dfa366676d036e7a5388e3ed2f8","mystic-calling-stone-of-glory-chapter-930","mystic-calling-stone-of-glory-chapter-928",1138,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmystic-calling-stone-of-glory-cover.jpg"]