Mystic Calling：Stone of Glory

"Mythic Ace Unit–class Archangel?!" Ethan froze for a second, his voice rising with excitement and disbelief. "Seriously?!"

Now that was one hell of a surprise.

A Mythic Ace Unit Archangel—that meant someone on the same level as Auremax and the others! Their power was beyond question, but more importantly... it was what they represented.

That was the real game-changer.

"Angels don’t lie," Wisdom Angel Cain said, shaking his head. Then his eyes flashed with a sharp glint as he spoke in a low, commanding tone. "Alvariel, come to me!"

Whoosh!

A sharp sound sliced through the air as Light Force surged violently. Moments later, a figure appeared just outside the palace—clad in gleaming armor, wielding the Angel’s Sword, and radiating a powerful aura of pure Light Magic.

"Great and revered Wisdom Angel Cain, Archangel Alvariel answers your call. I stand in your presence, ready to receive your divine will," he said calmly, placing one hand over his heart and bowing his head in solemn respect.

"I need you to lead 300 units of Tier-14 Archangels to support the Lord of Emerald Castle, Valkarion. Remember this, Alvariel—his orders are my orders."

"I expect your absolute obedience. Can you do that?"

Cain’s voice was steady, but there was no mistaking the weight behind it.