Mystic Calling：Stone of Glory-Chapter 965: Unable to parse

Ethan stared at him, his gaze turning colder by the second.

He hadn't expected that a thing that'd just tried to wipe this world off the map could still be clinging to life like this—trying to bargain when it was already beaten.

Heavenly Demon Lightning answered his will.

White lightning gathered slowly beneath his foot.

Then—

BOOM!

The first bolt speared straight through Vorathion's chest.

Vorathion's body jolted violently, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints.

BOOM!

A second bolt slammed down.

His armor finally gave way completely, fracturing and caving in.

BOOM!

The third bolt locked onto the deepest, most vital point inside him.

In that instant, Ethan felt it—something stable and powerful, an energy structure taking shape under the lightning's pull.

Vorathion's energy core.

The white lightning moved like an invisible hand and ripped it out of him by force.

A shrill tearing sound split the air.

The moment the core was stripped away, every energy cycle in Vorathion collapsed at once. His body lost all support and went limp, life fluctuations draining away in seconds.

Ethan slowly reached out and closed his hand around the energy core.

Power still flowed inside it, steady and immense, radiating a stable pressure that warped the air around his palm.

He could tell immediately—this wasn't some normal energy crystal.

He lifted his head and looked at the Emerald Castle fighters around him.

"Remember this," he said. "Nexaris draws their power from the energy core inside their bodies."

He tightened his grip slightly.

"Next time you run into them, you don't need to trade blows head-on. Find the core's location—end it, and you end them."

Everyone around him sucked in a breath.

They'd seen it with their own eyes.

Seen a seemingly unbeatable existence get completely finished.

And then Ethan felt another abnormal fluctuation.

He snapped his head up.

The little girl was still floating in the air.

Around her, white lightning kept spilling outward—more unstable than before, like it had lost whatever restraint had been holding it in. Space began to warp in tiny ripples. The energy density in the air climbed sharply.

If this kept going, it was going to spiral into a full loss of control.

Ethan didn't hesitate.

He flashed in front of her, planted both hands firmly on her shoulders, and slowly fed his own Heavenly Demon Lightning into her.

His power didn't clash with hers.

It was the opposite—like it had finally found where it belonged, settling in and calming down.

The white lightning began to retract.

The storm around her eased, bit by bit.

Until, finally, she opened her eyes.

They were no longer pure white.

The normal shine returned.

Only then did Ethan let out the breath he'd been holding.

"Good," he murmured. "You're okay. Otherwise this whole space might've actually gotten torn apart by your power."

The girl looked at him.

No fear.

Just confusion.

"Who are you?" she asked softly.

Then she looked down at her hands, like she was seeing them for the first time.

"And… who am I?"

Her voice grew even more lost.

"Why am I here?"

Ethan froze.

He didn't have an answer.

Right then, the draconic elder walked up slowly. His aura was steadier than before—clearly he'd gained something from that energy storm too.

He studied the girl. After a moment of silence, he said, "She didn't lose her memory."

He paused.

"She completed her evolution."

Ethan frowned slightly.

"Evolution?"

The draconic elder nodded.

"When a life-form crosses a certain threshold, the old structure of consciousness can be completely reshaped."

His gaze darkened.

"For her, this isn't forgetting."

"It's rebirth."

Ethan nodded slowly.

He was just about to reach out—

when the girl instinctively darted behind him, clutching the hem of his clothes with both hands.

She didn't say a word.

But her body leaned into him on reflex.

Like in this entire world, the only person she could trust—

was him.

For a second, Ethan didn't know what to do with that.

He glanced down at the girl at his side. She was still gripping his clothes like it was her only anchor in a world that didn't make sense yet.

Her eyes still held that newborn kind of confusion. But underneath it… something older stirred. Something dangerous. A power from the same source as Heavenly Demon Lightning, sleeping inside her.

Ethan couldn't help a bitter little smile.

He'd taken in too many people like her already—survivors clawed out of destruction, or lives reborn through evolution.

Every one of them carried secrets and a fate of their own.

And this girl was clearly another one.

Around them, the Emerald Castle fighters didn't look surprised at all.

They traded glances, then fell into a quiet, unspoken agreement. In their minds, Ethan wasn't just their leader anymore—he was a symbol. If he chose something, that meant it was the right call.

In that brief pocket of calm—

Vmmm.

The air suddenly let out a low vibration.

It wasn't loud, but it carried a frequency that made instinct twist into unease, like the entire space was being squeezed and deformed by something you couldn't see. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Then the ground began to tremble.

Energy currents in the sky turned chaotic. The spatial structure that had only just stabilized twisted again, like a higher-level existence was forcing its way through the local rules and tearing at the boundary.

Ethan snapped his head up.

His pupils shrank.

A tall figure was slowly emerging from a distorted spatial rift.

It didn't look like Nexaris's mechanized builds. No cold metal. No machine geometry.

His body was closer to a pure life-form—yet the pressure rolling off him was even more suffocating.

And it wasn't just raw energy.

It was the gap in rank.

Like his very existence sat above this world's rules.

He hovered in midair, looking down on everything.

His eyes swept over the shattered sea, the collapsed space, the battle aftershocks that still hadn't fully faded.

Then his lips curled in open contempt.

"Didn't expect it," he said, voice low and clear, like it was speaking directly inside everyone's head. "For this place to end up like this."

His gaze settled on Ethan and the Emerald Castle group.

Cold. Emotionless.

"And you too—trash that crawled out from who knows where."

The moment the words landed, his power flared.

The air was torn open by sheer force.

A massive energy sphere condensed in his palm. It didn't have a clear elemental attribute—this was a purer form of destruction.

Inside the sphere, energy collapsed and rebuilt over and over, like a miniature universe being born and crushed in cycles. The force inside it twisted the space around it in visible ripples.

Ethan's breath stalled.

Every instinct he had was screaming at him—this thing was far more dangerous than Vorathion.

He immediately triggered a system scan.

A stream of invisible data unfolded across his vision.

Origin: Ghost Void

Tier Level: Tier 33 (Early Stage)

And beyond that, every other line read—

Unable to parse.