Mystic Calling：Stone of Glory-Chapter 904: When Fire Wasn’t Enough

Truth be told, Ethan hadn't been worried about this war at all.

He'd faced enemies like this before. The entities from the Nether Sea had an almost instinctive fear of flame—especially the Undying Flame wielded by Phoenix Queen Ignara. That fire didn't just burn; it purified even the essence of death itself.

And now, Ignara was dozens of times stronger than she'd been back then.

The fire surrounding her was a storm of gold and crimson—blazing, pure, and crushing in its intensity. The air warped under the heat, and even the distant black mist was slowly evaporating.

By all logic, that flame should've been enough to incinerate any twisted abomination.

So when Ignara launched herself like a streak of fire straight at the man, Ethan had already pictured the outcome.

But—

The moment the two forces collided, something went wrong.

There was no explosion.

Ignara's Undying Flame hit what felt like an invisible void. The fire twisted, pulled apart, shredded mid-flight—like an unseen hand had reached out and dragged it into another dimension. The raging inferno faltered, then recoiled, flickering unnaturally.

The man didn't move.

He stood calmly in place, surrounded by a ripple of gray, eerie energy. It was cold. Hollow. Lifeless. And yet it chilled the soul more than any death-aligned force Ethan had ever seen.

The fire… was being suppressed.

"What?!"

Ethan's eyes snapped wide.

Instinctively, he pulled up the system interface and scanned the target.

The data panel unfolded in a flash—and one line of abnormal information jumped out at him:

The man's power core contained an extremely rare energy attribute: Void Force.

Ethan's heart sank.

Void Force wasn't tied to any element. It was more like a distortion of space itself. It could create micro-rifts at the moment of impact, redirecting, dispersing—or outright devouring—enemy attacks.

In other words—

No matter how powerful Ignara's flame was, if it couldn't make direct contact, it couldn't do real damage.

And just now, her fire had been swallowed by those invisible rifts.

Ethan's breath caught.

If this kept up, Ignara would be drained—maybe even killed.

He couldn't wait any longer.

With a sharp burst of energy, he launched into the air, hovering mid-sky as power surged through him like a tidal wave.

Dozens of high-speed Energy Discs formed around him, spinning with razor-sharp edges that shimmered with lethal light. Even the space around them trembled, as if being sliced apart.

"Go!"

With a low shout, Ethan unleashed the discs.

They tore through the air, leaving faint spatial scars in their wake.

But just before they struck—

The discs began to shudder violently, as if they'd flown into an invisible maze.

Their glow dimmed. Their structure unraveled.

And in the next instant, they vanished—disintegrating into scattered motes of light.

No explosion.

No impact.

The attack had simply… been swallowed whole.

Ethan's pupils contracted sharply, dilating to their limit.

He hadn't expected the enemy's power to be this overwhelming.

In just a few short moments, the spatial vortex had fully stabilized. A massive army surged out from the rift like a flood, halting in perfect formation high above the battlefield.

Countless figures blanketed the sky, each one cloaked in a cold, gray aura of Void energy. Even the air around them seemed to thicken and slow, corroded by their presence.

This wasn't just a numbers game.

It was a pressure field—one that triggered a primal sense of dread.

Ethan clenched his fists without realizing it. For the first time, a real sense of unease crept into his chest.

If this army advanced in full force… Emerald Castle might not survive the day.

He was already running through contingency plans when—

A figure suddenly rose from behind, soaring into the sky.

A violent surge of power exploded outward like a storm, ripping straight through the suffocating Void pressure.

Desert Queen Kaelira.

No one had seen her move, but now she hovered high above, her presence blazing like a beacon. Waves of violet-red energy poured from her body in a steady, unstoppable tide—brilliant, dense, and pulsing with a raw, primal rhythm.

This wasn't a single-element force anymore.

After multiple evolutions—and absorbing a wide range of energy resources delivered by Emerald Castle—her power had transformed into something entirely new. A hybrid force, wild yet stable, as if it had developed a will of its own.

When that violet-red torrent surged forward to meet the enemy—

The air shook violently. Space rippled at the edges.

For the first time, the Void energy was stopped cold.

The two forces clashed midair, grinding and tearing against each other. A deep, grating hum echoed across the sky, like thunder rolling through the bones of the world.

Ethan's eyes lit up.

"She stopped it…"

No time to hesitate.

He immediately ordered a full retreat from the front lines, pulling Phoenix Queen Ignara back into formation and clearing the battlefield for Desert Queen Kaelira.

This was a clash between top-tier powerhouses.

Anyone else stepping in would only be throwing their life away.

Both armies shifted into high alert, but no one made a move. The overall power balance hadn't tipped far enough for either side to risk a full engagement. Aside from elite units, most of the mechanoids remained suspended in formation, energy cores humming quietly—ready to launch into all-out war at a moment's notice.

If it came to that, the result would be a brutal, drawn-out war of attrition.

So now—

Every eye was locked on the duel unfolding in the sky.

Victory or defeat would decide everything.

At this moment, Desert Queen Kaelira was like a violet-red sun, her energy radiating across the heavens. Every strike she unleashed sent shockwaves rippling through space, each one heavier than the last.

The middle-aged man facing her was forced to retreat under the relentless pressure.

Cracks began to spread across the surface of his Powered Combat Armor—thin at first, then branching like spiderwebs.

They clashed again. And again.

Then, with a sharp, piercing crack, the armor shattered completely—fragments scattering in all directions.

The man let out a muffled grunt as the force of the blow sent him flying backward, his body tumbling through the air.