Mystic Calling：Stone of Glory
Chapter 370: Is Emerald Castle really this powerful?!

Chapter 370: Is Emerald Castle really this powerful?!

At that moment, Auremax chimed in, "Master, the reason I said Overlord-class beings have a higher ceiling than High Deities is because, in most cases, when people talk about Overlords from the major factions, they’re actually lumping together both High Deities and Supreme Deities under that title."

"But just like Lord Cicero said, true Overlords should really refer to those who’ve attained the Supreme Deity rank within their respective factions."

Ethan’s mouth opened slightly, his eyes wide with shock. "I had no idea there were so many divine ranks above Greater Deity... High Deity, Supreme Deity, Eternal Deity, Primordial Deity... and even The Creator?"

The existence of realms beyond Greater Deity—especially those terrifyingly powerful levels like Eternal Deity and Primordial Deity—made something click in his mind.

That is, the existence of ultra-tier units beyond the 14-Tier Mythic Units...

They had to be real.

Otherwise, even the most elite Hero Units born from 14-Tier Mythic Units only ever reached the Supreme Deity level. So where the hell did those Eternal and Primordial Deities come from?

They had to originate from somewhere.

With that thought, he didn’t hesitate to ask directly, "Cicero, Auremax—are there ultra-tier units in the world of Ashan that go beyond the 14-Tier Mythic Units?"

The moment he said it, both Cicero and Auremax fell silent.

After a pause, Cicero finally spoke. "Master, the idea of ultra-tier units beyond the 14-Tier Mythic Units... it’s been a long-standing rumor in Ashan. But no one’s ever found proof. No one’s ever actually seen a unit beyond that level."

"So if you’re asking us... we honestly don’t know."

"But personally, I lean toward thinking they don’t exist. Because anything that’s ever existed leaves behind traces. And after all these countless years, no one’s found a single clue..."

"Unless, of course, the major factions are all working together to deceive the world. Only they would have the power to erase every last trace of ultra-tier units from existence..."

"But even then... that just feels a little far-fetched, doesn’t it?"

By the end, Cicero was shaking his head.

Ethan stared at him, stunned. His brows furrowed, eyes flickering with uncertainty. "But if there really aren’t any ultra-tier units beyond the 14-Tier Mythic Units... then where did those Eternal and Primordial Deities come from? Are you saying they evolved from Hero Units that started as 14-Tier Mythic Units?"

He still believed ultra-tier units had to exist.

But he hadn’t expected Cicero to think otherwise. That disagreement planted a seed of doubt in his mind, just a flicker—but enough to make him hesitate.

Could it be... he was just overthinking it?

"Master," Auremax continued, "while it’s true that in most cases, a unit’s Tier and origin reflect their strength, there are always exceptions."

"Take Saelarion, for example. He was the most terrifying and brilliant mage in history—the first to ever touch the heart of the great Creator Dragon, Asha. Because of that, he was granted the divine rank of Primordial Deity. Just like the mighty Dragon Gods, he became a Primordial Deity himself. But the truth is... Saelarion started out as nothing more than an ordinary human mage."

"And then there’s the Twilight Archmage, Zylarion."

"He’s considered the closest in power to Saelarion, and he’s already ascended to the rank of Eternal Deity. In fact, miracles like this are surprisingly common among the mages of the Tower faction."

"Many even believe that the Tower’s true strength doesn’t lie in their 14-Tier Mythic Units, but in those bizarre, unfathomable mages—each with their own strange ideas and unbelievable powers."

Auremax nodded as he spoke, his tone calm but firm.

He didn’t outright say it, but the implication was clear—he agreed with Cicero. Both of them leaned toward the belief that ultra-tier units beyond the 14-Tier Mythic Units probably didn’t exist.

After all, life always leaves traces.

Unless someone really had the power—and the motive—to erase every last one of them from the world.

"..."

Ethan opened his mouth to respond, but no words came out. He fell silent.

He had to admit—Auremax’s examples were hard to argue with.

Because in the world of Glory Lords X, human mages really were kind of broken. The weakest of them might only be Tier 1, but the strongest... could rival the six Dragon Gods themselves. That kind of range was just insane.

Compared to that, the idea of a Hero Unit born from a 14-Tier Mythic Unit breaking through to become an Eternal Deity—or even a Primordial Deity—suddenly didn’t seem so far-fetched. In fact, it felt almost... expected.

And from that, Ethan realized something important.

Tier and origin definitely mattered—but they didn’t define everything. At best, they set your floor... not your ceiling.

Maybe it was luck. Maybe it was sheer willpower. Maybe it was the refusal to give up, no matter what. But in the end, that’s what really decided whether you stayed a nobody—or shattered your limits and ascended to something greater.

With that thought, Ethan let out a breath and stopped obsessing over whether ultra-tier units existed or not. Because honestly, whether they were real or not...

He’d deal with it when the time came. No point in stressing over it now.

"Let’s go. Time to head back..."

Before long, he, Auremax, and Cicero returned to Emerald Castle.

And just as they arrived, Cicero’s eyes lit up—he’d clearly noticed something new.

"Master!" he said, visibly excited. "These Storm Dragons... are they new recruits for Emerald Castle?"

"Mhm..."

Ethan nodded, then waved over to someone standing not far off. "Vaelric, come here for a sec. I want to introduce you to the new commander of your Storm Dragon clan moving forward... This is Cicero—one of the heroes I trust the most."

"My Lord!" Vaelric flew over quickly, his expression shifting the moment he laid eyes on Cicero—shock, disbelief, and a hint of awe flashing across his face.

"A... another Crimson Ultimate hero from the Green Dragon clan? Emerald Castle actually has two Crimson Ultimate heroes at the same time?! And this one... he feels even stronger than the last! Holy hell..."

"Is Emerald Castle really this powerful?!"

As a 14-Tier Mythic Ace Unit, Vaelric had always carried a certain pride. Honestly, when he first joined, he hadn’t thought much of Emerald Castle’s strength. Sure, Auremax was on his level—a 14-Tier Gold Dragon, a powerhouse in his own right, no doubt.

But back then, Vaelric had assumed that Auremax and the Gold Dragon clan were probably the peak of Emerald Castle’s power.

And if that were the case... well, he figured it wouldn’t be too hard to climb the ranks under Ethan’s command. Even if he wasn’t a Hero Unit, the strongest Legendary-tier heroes weren’t that much stronger than him.

But he—Vaelric—was a full-fledged 14-Tier Mythic Ace Unit.

His potential was limitless.

That was the source of his confidence.

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