Mystic Calling：Stone of Glory-Chapter 1034: Someone Stronger Arrived

Ethan’s eyes widened in an instant.

He remembered it clearly—this guy had been killed before. Yet now Khar’vathis not only stood here again, the power rolling off him was stronger than last time, so strong it made the space around him warp faintly.

High above, Khar’vathis looked down at the Emerald Castle forces and laughed outright.

"Ha—haha! Never thought you people from Emerald Castle would come here to die. Since you’ve delivered yourselves, don’t blame us for what comes next!"

The moment the words fell, his power erupted.

Violent energy swept outward from his body in layered waves, pressing the sky until it rumbled like muffled thunder.

Down below, a lot of faces changed. Even the ones in the middle of setting up defenses froze for a split second.

Ethan stared at him, his brows locking tight.

The shock lasted only a moment. In the next, he steadied his breathing again, and the power inside him burst outward.

White lightning spread from his body, racing wildly through the surrounding space. In a blink, it unfurled into a dazzling web of thunder suspended in midair.

He didn’t wait for the pressure to fully descend. He went straight up to meet it.

White lightning surged out, colliding head-on with Khar’vathis’s release. The instant the two forces smashed together, a violent roar shook heaven and earth. Space couldn’t bear a clash at this intensity—its surface split open, cracks multiplying and spreading outward in dense, tangled lines.

And Khar’vathis’s power kept climbing.

The energy around him spiraled madly—faster, tighter, higher—until it formed a gigantic tornado high in the sky.

It wasn’t ordinary wind.

It was pure energy, its edges shredding at air and space alike. It carried a crushing pressure that blotted out everything as it ground straight down toward Ethan.

When that tornado pressed in, Ethan finally understood with brutal clarity—

He couldn’t take it head-on.

This wasn’t "strong" in the normal sense. It was destructive might that could swallow an entire region in one bite.

Before it even reached him, the outermost force was already crushing in. The air tore with a piercing scream. Layers of space collapsed in on themselves. Even the white lightning crawling around Ethan was forced off-course under the pressure.

Ethan retreated at once.

As he pulled back, he repeatedly raised his output. With rapid motions of both hands, barriers formed in front of him, at his sides, above his head.

Layer after layer—translucent defensive walls stacking together. White arcs reinforced their edges, sealing him tight in the center.

But the moment the tornado hit, the first layer shuddered violently.

Then the second. The third.

This wasn’t a simple slam. The tornado’s rotation cut, squeezed, and tore nonstop—like countless invisible giant hands grabbing those barriers at once and wrenching them in different directions.

In only a few breaths, Ethan’s defenses were crawling with dense cracks. The fractures spread, growing longer, deeper, faster.

If this continued, he really would be ground into minced meat.

Right then, the world flashed bright.

Not lightning. Not an explosion.

A vast, ancient phoenix phantom—carrying scorching, imperial pressure—manifested directly in the high sky.

The moment it appeared, the oppressive aura filling the air was forcibly shoved back. Flame-like energy spread from above, illuminating even the chaotic power currents in the heavens with brutal clarity.

Countless people on the ruins looked up at once.

Even Khar’vathis stiffened.

Phoenix Queen Ignara had arrived.

No one saw when he appeared. By the time they truly reacted, he was already standing in midair, positioned perfectly in front of Ethan, blocking the blow.

Phoenix Queen Ignara simply raised a hand. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Not fast. No wasted flourish. Yet as his palm lifted, an impossibly pure phoenix power spread across heaven and earth—then slapped straight toward Khar’vathis.

That strike didn’t detour.

When the phoenix force pressed out from Ignara’s palm, it first tore a straight channel through the energy in front of it—then crashed heavily into Khar’vathis.

At contact, Khar’vathis’s field collapsed inward for an instant. Then his entire body was jolted back. He stumbled dozens of steps through the air, stamping ripples into the void beneath his feet in expanding rings.

Khar’vathis’s expression changed sharply.

"Phoenix divine power! Impossible—this kind of legendary force was lost ages ago. How could you possibly control it?"

For the first time, real disarray bled into his voice.

And it wasn’t over.

That first surge of phoenix power had already driven into his flesh—now it was tearing through him from the inside, wreaking havoc.

Khar’vathis’s energy field—steady to the point of rigidity a moment ago—started to turn chaotic. His aura surged and dipped in waves, the light on his body flickering between strong and weak. Even the tornado that had been about to swallow Ethan whole loosened visibly.

Phoenix power was the natural bane of Dark Abyss power.

No one understood that more clearly than Khar’vathis himself.

Even if he’d already entered Elysion and obtained a new body, a portion of his old power was still there.

And precisely because of that, the moment Phoenix Queen Ignara struck, he was suppressed almost absolutely.

Ethan finally caught his breath.

That sense of death that had been pressing against his face was stopped at last. He didn’t waste the opening. Power surged again, and he burst forward.

If Khar’vathis was pinned down, then the army he’d brought... needed someone to tear it open.

Ethan didn’t look anywhere else. In a single instant, every bit of energy in his body gathered. White lightning detonated along the surface of the Powered Combat Armor, drawing a blinding streak of thunderlight around him.

In the next moment, he slammed straight into the enemy formation.

The moment he went in, the damage exploded almost immediately.

He raised a hand and swept a band of white current across. More than a dozen figures up ahead didn’t even have time to break apart before the thunderlight scythed through them head-on.

Arcs crawled over their bodies, shattering their defenses first—then ripping straight into flesh and bone. A vicious mist of blood burst in midair.

Enemies lunged from the side. Ethan snapped around and drove a punch out. Energy compressed into a glaring point of light in front of his fist, and the instant it touched, it detonated—flipping those attackers and a huge swath of the area behind them in one brutal blast.

His advance was terrifyingly fast.

Almost every step forward forcibly cleared a whole section. White lightning weaved through the enemy ranks, back and forth. Explosions, screams, and the grind of clashing power came one after another. In the blink of an eye, a massive gap had been ripped open in the enemy line.

Only then did Khar’vathis truly panic.

He’d planned to crush Ethan head-on first, press him into the ground and kill him clean. But Phoenix Queen Ignara’s appearance flipped the entire situation over. Now Khar’vathis himself was suppressed, and the force he’d brought was being slaughtered in wide swaths by Ethan.

If this continued, forget holding the advantage—his people might be killed down to the last.

Grinding his teeth, he forced himself to endure the phoenix power spreading inside him. He raised a hand and slammed it hard against Phoenix Queen Ignara’s next strike.

The two forces collided head-on in the high sky. The shockwave from the blast twisted the space between them. Using the rebound, Khar’vathis shot backward, only stopping after he’d retreated to a higher altitude.

Then he lifted his hand and threw out an ice-blue gemstone.

The gem didn’t fall. It stopped in midair—and then bloomed with dazzling light.

That light didn’t diffuse outward. It tore upward, forcibly ripping open a gap. In the next moment, the sky split with a massive dimensional rift. Its edges churned, and layered light trembled within.

Then a figure stepped out.

A solidly built middle-aged man, steady in his stride, cold in expression. The instant he emerged from the rift, numerous ice-blue gemstones rose into the air around him, orbiting his body.

Each gem released a strange wave of energy. Layer after layer pushed outward, warping even the space near him into a faint distortion.