Mystic Calling：Stone of Glory-Chapter 1027: It Was Not Dead

Namyanna's strike smashed down from behind. The force punched through the protective energy layer on the monster's surface first, then truly hit flesh.

A heavy, dull thud burst from its chest. Its entire body lurched forward from the impact.

And then a shriek—high and vicious—ripped across the sky.

The monster spasmed violently. A gaping hole had been blown straight through its chest, front to back. Turbulent energy still churned along the torn edges. Shredded meat and broken scales kept raining down from above, and even the tentacles whipping behind it went wild, thrown into complete disorder by the blow.

It couldn't hold itself up anymore.

That huge body dropped, falling toward the sea with its pain-filled roar still echoing, power slipping out of control as it crashed down.

Up above, Namyanna hovered in place.

She didn't fall back to the water. She stood between rolling air currents and mist, her trident slightly raised, her power spreading outward in layer after layer.

This wasn't the earlier, simple kind of control—just pushing waves and guiding wind. This was deeper. Directer. A true pull. The aura inside her resonated with the Oblivion Sea itself, and the moment she let it loose, the entire sea started to change in response.

The sea wind shifted.

The surface began to heave.

Even the heavier, chaotic disturbances far below—those thick, buried pulses—were dragged into motion with everything else.

Watching it, Ethan felt a clear jolt run through him.

Only now did he truly realize he'd underestimated Namyanna.

He'd thought, at most, she could take over the winds on the water… maybe push the fleet along. But now the whole Oblivion Sea was answering her.

Not a patch of it.

The entire ocean.

And the monsters sleeping in the depths woke with it.

First one. Then ten. Then a hundred. The surface split open in one spot after another as black shapes erupted upward, throwing up seawater and a reeking stench as they rushed the falling monster.

They didn't hesitate for a heartbeat. The moment they got close, jaws opened wide, rows of sharp fangs flashing as they clamped down on its body.

The tearing started immediately.

One latched on, and another lunged higher. More kept pouring out of the sea behind them, piling on in layers, clinging to that enormous body like a living swarm.

Scales were gnawed open by force. Chunks of flesh were ripped away piece by piece. The air filled with the kind of ripping sound that made teeth ache.

Just moments ago, that monster had been pressing down on the entire fleet with its presence alone. Now it was completely smothered by these low-grade creatures from the deep, the space around it shrinking fast until even its tentacles had less and less room to move.

It clearly hadn't expected this.

For the first time, raw, uncontrolled fury showed on that huge shark face—its voice even carried a sliver of shock it couldn't quite hold back.

These trash-tier sea beasts… actually dared to bite it.

And there were too many.

So many that even when it blasted the ones in front away, more climbed out from the depths of the Oblivion Sea, riding the surging waves and throwing themselves in again.

Those mouths were terrifyingly sharp. Before long, large swaths of its flesh had been chewed away. And the wound Namyanna had already opened through its chest was being torn wider and wider, uglier by the second.

"You filthy little things—how dare you!" it roared, rage detonating in its throat. "Die!"

A split second later, violent power exploded out from its body.

It wasn't a focused blast. It was a sweeping shockwave, centered on itself and scything outward. The energy impact carried shredded meat and water mist with it, flinging the monsters clamped onto it away in entire sheets.

But it didn't matter.

What got blown off was only the outermost layer. Behind them, more monsters kept surging up from the seabed without end.

They attacked from every direction—biting tentacles, biting scales, biting into the exposed edges of its wounds.

The monster had just cleared a patch of space with brute force, and in the very next instant, that empty gap was filled again by fresh bodies.

Kaelira didn't waste the opening.

She'd been waiting for it.

The moment the monster got tangled up by the sea creatures and its power circulation visibly stuttered, Kaelira lifted a hand. Purple-red energy gathered again in her palm.

The light compressed layer by layer. She forcibly stuffed the overflowing power back inside, packing it tighter—brighter, heavier—until it formed a massive energy sphere.

As soon as that sphere took shape, the air around it sank, like gravity had thickened.

Kaelira didn't hesitate for even a beat. She raised her hand and slammed it forward.

The trajectory was dead-straight.

The energy sphere tore through the air and drove straight into the ragged hole in the monster's chest. Namyanna had already punched through it; the flesh and scales hadn't even had time to knit back together. Now, taking this hit head-on, whatever internal structure it had left was completely churned into chaos.

The next instant, the explosion detonated from inside its body.

Not a surface blast. Not armor shattering from the outside.

This was inside-out.

Violent energy ripped through it like a chain reaction. Its chest blew apart first, then its neck, its abdomen, its spine—scales, flesh, and bone all failing at once. The monster's enormous body stiffened midair for a split second…

Then it burst.

It exploded into a storm of gore and fragments, spraying out in every direction.

Ethan's eyes lit up. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Anyone would've been fired up by that. On the fleet, the atmosphere that had been stretched taut finally loosened a notch.

But Ethan's relief only rose for the briefest moment before his expression dropped again.

Something was off.

The chunks of flesh were falling, but the core of that power hadn't dispersed with them.

If anything, it was still there—dense and dangerous—hanging in the sky.

The monster's body was gone… but its soul wasn't.

And the strength it carried was still terrifying.

Ethan saw it clearly. That soul-form presence didn't fade. Once it was freed from the limits of a physical body, it poured everything out. A towering column of energy shot straight into the sky. The sea wind was yanked into chaos, and the light around them flickered and warped.

Then, energy from even higher above began to funnel down at speed, spiraling and compressing around that soul—

like it was forging a new body for it on the spot.