[{"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-950":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},1242406,1669,"Chapter 950 950: Impossible… they shouldn’t be here…","mystic-calling-stone-of-glory-chapter-950",950,"\u003Cp>\"What… is that…?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone whispered, voice shaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second, a soldier dropped to his knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A third.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More and more people caved under the pressure, their bodies surrendering on instinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was instinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instinct of a lower life-form facing a higher existence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan slowly lifted his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pupils tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>High in the sky, something was floating there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, it had no fixed shape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a mass of black liquid, endlessly spiraling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Space warped around it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Light got swallowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like reality itself was rejecting its existence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan didn't back down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Primordial Force poured out of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body rose, inch by inch, into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two powers squared off in the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted a hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Energy gathered in his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive sphere of energy took shape, growing larger by the breath, blazing bright enough to light up the dim sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who are you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan's voice was calm, but it carried weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A Netherkin?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Or something from another world?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black presence stopped spinning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It began to contract.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The liquid structure hardened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its outline sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Limbs formed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A head took shape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It became a \"person.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A humanoid existence the same size as Ethan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its appearance was almost perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Skin with a natural tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Muscle structure that made sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No visible seams. No mechanical stitching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ethan's system gave a different answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Classification: Mechanoid Lifeform]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mechanical life-form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not someone wearing machinery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not someone controlling machinery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The machine itself was alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The being spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its voice was flat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emotionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My name is Noctyros.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked straight at Ethan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"From the world of Nexaris.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused for a beat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like he was judging Ethan's threat level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My mission is to find the Worldheart Crystal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To rebuild my world.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air went still for several seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside Ethan, though, everything surged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nexaris.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And one with a high-level civilization—advanced enough to create mechanoid life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Worldheart Crystal wasn't just the Netherkin's core power source.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a resource on a cross-world scale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan didn't let any of it show.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just gave a small shrug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Never seen it,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Casual. Like he couldn't care less.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go look somewhere else.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he turned and walked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't spare Noctyros a second glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the corner of his mouth lifted a fraction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noctyros wasn't leaving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noctyros didn't move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly turned his head, looking out over the Nether Sea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint light flickered in his pupils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scanning. Analyzing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he locked onto something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second, his body liquefied again—turning into a mass of silvery-black fluid—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and dropped into the sea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No splash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just… gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan stood off in the distance, watching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His smile widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go on…\" he murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Netherkin guarded the Worldheart Crystal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noctyros needed the Worldheart Crystal to save Nexaris.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Same objective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they weren't going to cooperate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were going to fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when two powerhouses wore each other down—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a third party would be the one who truly won.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan turned back toward camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"From now on, keep the Nether Sea under surveillance twenty-four seven,\" he told the commander.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Anything abnormal, report it immediately.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, sir!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, the spatial passageway churned slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It linked Emerald Castle to the Nether Sea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that route wasn't safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The middle stretch was called Purgatory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was packed with violent, unstable energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only powerful units could make it through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If ordinary soldiers entered, they'd be shredded by the currents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That limited troop transport.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ethan wasn't worried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he had another way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creature Dwellings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>New structures were going up inside the Nether Sea camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lined up in neat rows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each one looked like a beating heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their surfaces were living tissue—organic, wet-looking—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>constantly writhing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Breathing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Energy flowed up from underground and poured into them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>life was manufactured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first goblin stepped out from inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A third.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More and more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant they opened their eyes, they were ready to fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only reason they existed was to obey Ethan's will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The army's size exploded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten thousand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thirty thousand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fifty thousand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>eighty thousand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eighty thousand soldiers stood in perfect ranks on the shores of the Nether Sea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waiting for orders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waiting for war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waiting to conquer this world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet these past few days, Ethan's attention was never really on expanding the army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost every day or two, he issued the same command:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Keep scouting deeper into the Nether Sea.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone stayed calm, but there was a stubborn edge to it—something no one would dare push back on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood on the highest terrace of Emerald Castle, gaze stretching past the distant, roiling ocean. Like he wanted to pierce that endless black-blue surface and see what the seafloor was truly hiding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noctyros had been down there a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a mechanoid with a full combat system and self-repair capabilities, silence at this level was abnormal all by itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No battle report.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No system feedback.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even the most basic energy-wave signal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had all vanished completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it had been swallowed whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That thought made Ethan's brow tighten a notch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door was shoved open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feylora practically rushed in, and for once her usual elegant breathing had turned noticeably quick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master—we found something!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan turned at once. \"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bodies,\" Feylora said. There was a tremor in her voice she couldn't quite hide. \"A huge number of bodies just appeared along the shoreline.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She paused, then added, \"The energy residue on them… it's extremely similar to that vortex creature we ran into before.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air seemed to freeze solid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan didn't ask a second question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Take me there.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was low and final.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the coast, a faint salty stench hung in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waves kept slapping the shore, pushing more things up onto land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Corpses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More and more corpses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some belonged to massive sea monsters, their shells split open—as if some irresistible force had torn them apart by hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what really set everyone on edge was something else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Humanoid bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had skeletal structures like land-dwellers, but their skin was a pale, translucent blue. Along both arms ran dense, fin-like membranes. And at the neck, you could just make out slits that looked like gills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their proportions were almost too perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn't look like monsters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They looked like—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a civilized race.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, an elderly native of the Nether Sea suddenly let out a sharp cry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Thalaryn race…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice shook, like he was staring at something that shouldn't exist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Impossible… they shouldn't be here…\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1128,"2026-06-05T15:15:54.167Z",1,"novelbin.me","2c2d60ec20d484f1916ee4d7eb9c396141a52e7e7e52048f6692d0b392e2510e","mystic-calling-stone-of-glory-chapter-851","mystic-calling-stone-of-glory-chapter-949",1138,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmystic-calling-stone-of-glory-cover.jpg"]