Mystic Calling：Stone of Glory-Chapter 992: When the Sky Darkened

Ethan's expression stalled for half a beat when he heard that name.

Prince Zerathrax.

In that instant, something clicked into place.

He'd assumed that with The Nexaris Overlord Xarathos dead, Nexaris's entire ruling structure would've collapsed.

But clearly—

This wasn't over.

This world still had Xarathos's son.

Ethan fell silent for a moment.

Then he let out a slow breath.

Since things had already come to this…

There was no point hesitating anymore.

After all—

He'd already killed The Nexaris Overlord Xarathos.

So what was one more enemy?

Ethan's eyes turned colder.

The next second, power detonated inside him.

White lightning exploded across the sky.

Countless bolts slithered through the clouds like giant white serpents, weaving back and forth.

The whole sky lit up in an instant.

It was a brutally domineering force.

The moment the thunder appeared, the infernal aura in the air was torn apart as if by sheer violence.

The giant's furious expression froze.

For the first time, shock appeared in his eyes.

"White thunder…" His voice faltered, uncertainty bleeding through.

That wasn't ordinary lightning.

It was power from The Infernal Abyss.

In the Dark Abyss, most beings wielded infernal flames or abyss energy.

But this white thunder was different.

It was the kind of force that only existed in legends.

"Who are you?" The giant's tone turned uneasy.

Ethan didn't answer.

He simply raised a hand.

In the next instant, the lightning in the sky seemed to receive an order—every bolt converging on the giant.

BOOM—!

Countless white strikes split down from the heavens.

The thunder poured like a storm.

The giant's face changed instantly.

He released all his power at once.

Deep-red infernal energy condensed around him, forming a thick defensive barrier.

It looked like a wall of burning stone.

Scorching power rolled across its surface in waves.

The next second—

Thunder and barrier slammed together.

RUMBLE—!

A horrifying shockwave erupted on impact.

The air shook as if it had been torn open.

Fine cracks even appeared in the surrounding space.

Rock on the mountainside collapsed under the pressure, sheets of stone breaking loose and crashing down.

But the fight didn't end there.

White lightning kept raining down without pause.

Every hit made the giant's shield shudder violently.

His breathing turned heavy.

His huge body started to inch backward, step by step.

Under the crushing pressure of the thunder, that massive frame looked heavier by the second.

Finally, after yet another impact—

The barrier shattered completely.

BOOM—!

White lightning struck the giant's body directly.

The force blasted him away.

His enormous body slammed into the ground hard enough to shake the entire mountain range.

Dust and shattered rock surged up, rolling through the air in thick waves.

Ethan drifted down, stopping in midair.

He looked calmly at the giant sprawled on the ground.

Honestly, this fight had never had much suspense.

The giant was strong. That infernal energy would've crushed most opponents.

But what it ran into wasn't ordinary power.

What flowed inside Ethan was Infernal Primordial Power—

A primal force drawn from the deepest layers of The Infernal Abyss.

Compared to that, ordinary infernal energy wasn't even in the same league.

Ethan clearly had no intention of letting the towering thing off.

While the giant's abyss-energy body was still slowly knitting its cracks back together, Ethan vanished from where he'd been.

Only an afterimage hung in the air. Then, in the next instant, he appeared in front of the giant's chest like a bolt of white thunder set loose.

The white lightning wrapped around him surged violently. Dense arcs snapped in the air, sharp and rapid, as if space itself had been torn open with tiny fissures.

Ethan didn't pause for even a breath. His momentum and power exploded together.

His fist cut a blinding arc through the lightning—

And slammed into the giant's chest.

The air shuddered.

A muffled, brutal boom rang out, and cracks spiderwebbed across the "unbreakable" surface. White light surged through those fractures like lightning racing through stone. In a single instant, the dense abyss-energy structure in the giant's chest was ripped into a mess.

The giant's voice came out with terrified disbelief.

"Ah! Impossible—my body is made from special energy from the abyss! How could you break it?!"

Ethan didn't answer.

His eyes cooled slightly as he forced power through his body again in midair. White lightning roared around him like a flood, and his second strike landed with almost no gap.

BOOM—!

A heavier impact blasted out. The cracks on the giant's body widened instantly. The abyss-energy framework holding it together began to collapse, fractures spreading across the entire frame.

The huge body trembled violently in midair, then lost stability completely with a shrieking, grinding crack.

A few seconds later—

It couldn't hold its shape anymore.

The entire body detonated in the air, bursting into shattered fragments of energy that scattered in all directions.

Thick, chaotic abyss aura poured outward like a torn black tide, rolling across the sky in waves.

The air turned heavy.

Residual might churned and crashed overhead, invisible swells slamming into each other until the surrounding space let out low, rumbling groans.

Ethan stopped midair, eyes on the fading debris field.

Even he was a little surprised—this guy had looked imposing, but he'd gone down fast.

No time wasted.

As the fragments thinned out, an energy core slowly revealed itself, floating in the air. Ethan stepped forward and grabbed it.

The instant it hit his palm, his brow tightened.

This core was clearly different from the ones he'd taken from the ant-type creatures.

The infernal energy inside wasn't abundant—if anything, it felt thin. But deeper within that layer, something dark and bizarre coiled like a parasite.

The moment Ethan touched it, that force spread.

A bone-deep chill crawled across the core's surface, then raced up his arm as if an invisible frost current was trying to invade his body. The temperature seemed to drop all at once. An oppressive cold flooded the air, suffocating and wrong.

Even Ethan felt it for a split second—like his blood had iced over, like his breathing had caught in his throat.

He steadied himself quickly. Power circulated inside him, forcing that invading cold back out bit by bit. White electricity flickered in his palm like silent flame, pinning the strange chill down and crushing it.

After adjusting his breathing, Ethan pulled back a step and stowed the core in his spatial gear.

And at that exact moment—

The distant sky changed.

Ethan sensed it first. He snapped his head up, his gaze cutting over the far ridge.

The empty sky was rapidly filling with massive silhouettes.

They looked a lot like Stone Golems—

Gigantic rocky bodies, heavy energy pressure, and that same huge structure propped up by deep-layer power.

Only these were clearly weaker individually.

But the number of them…

It was absurd.

From a distance, the dense swarm of shapes practically blanketed the entire sky.

At least ten thousand.

For the first time in a while, Ethan's expression shifted.

The air grew heavier as waves of pressure rolled down like a tide. Tens of thousands of stone bodies drifted across the high sky, so massive and so many that the sunlight itself seemed to dim under them.