Death Game in another world

Chapter 77—The Star-Forged Warden.

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Chapter 77—The Star-Forged Warden.

The spatial tear sealed behind them with a sharp sound like crystal shattering under heavy pressure.

When the blinding iridescent light faded, Kaelen’s squad stood atop a giant, circular arena constructed from polished blue stardust stone, hovering in the upper stratosphere of Floor 3. High above them, thousands of shooting stars streaked across an endless indigo sky, while cosmic nebulae spun in quiet, majestic orbits the platform.

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[ZONE ENTERED: Floor 3—Level 50 (The Star-Forged Sanctuary)]

HAZARD RATING: TIER-EX (Cosmic Pressure & Gravity Anomaly)

GUARDIAN ENTITY: First Acolyte — Astraea, the Star-Forged Warden

RELIQUE DETECTED: 2nd Heavenly Seal Fragment (Resonating!)

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"The spatial jump worked," Ren panted softly, checking his gauntlet display as his drones deployed in a triangular formation around the arena.

"We completely bypassed Levels 1 through 49! But be careful... the ambient mana here is dense enough to ignite normal physical gear."

"The air is burning with starlight," Lyra murmured, her golden staff pulsing with a protective divine barrier that wrapped around the team.

The twin-sun crest on her hand hummed harmonizing with the cosmic energy, radiating a comforting warmth against the icy void of the high altitude.

At the far end of the stardust platform, floating ten feet above a massive, ancient altar, sat Astraea.

The First Acolyte was a sight of terrifying, celestial beauty. Standing nearly eight feet tall, her slender form was clad in intricate armor forged from liquid starlight and dark celestial iron.

Two giant, glowing wings made of pure blue stellar flames expanded from her back, and in her right hand rested a massive, double-ended starlight spear that crackled with cosmic lightning.

Her glowing gold eyes slowly opened, locking onto Kaelen.

"Mortal souls," Astraea’s voice echoed across the platform, sounding like a choir of ancient bells chiming in unison. "You carry no imperial pass, nor have you climbed the ninety-nine steps of trial. Yet you step into the Sanctuary of Stars through shattered spatial code."

Astraea raised her starlight spear. The cosmic nebulae above the arena spun faster, creating a crushing gravitational pressure that slammed onto the platform.

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[BOSS FIELD ACTIVATED!]

DOMAIN: [Cosmic Gravitational Collapse]

EFFECT: Movement speed reduced by 60%! Skill cooldowns doubled!

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"A spatial thief," Astraea declared coldly, her wings flaring with blinding blue fire. "Leave your souls at the altar, or be crushed into cosmic dust."

"A thief?" Kaelen purred softly, taking a calm, unhurried step forward into the crushing gravitational field.

The moment his boot touched the stone, the dark purple aura of his Void Origin flared around his coat. The 60% movement speed debuff, the skill cooldown penalty, and the crushing cosmic gravity vanished instantly from around his body as if they had never existed.

"You speak of this spire as a sanctuary," Kaelen murmured, his dark violet eyes gleaming with lethal, arrogant amusement as he looked at the floating entity. "When in truth, it is merely a storage box holding a key that is mine."

Astraea’s golden eyes narrowed sharply. She felt a sudden, cold tremor ripple through her starlight core.

"Insolent worm!" Astraea bellowed.

She thrust her spear forward. "Starlight Art: Supernova Lance!"

BOOOOOOM!

A hundred-meter pillar of concentrated blue stellar plasma shot from her spear, traveling at relativistic speed straight toward Kaelen’s chest! The heat was intense enough to melt obsidian into liquid glass in a fraction of a millisecond!

"Holy Wall!" Lyra shouted, raising her staff to reinforce Kaelen, but Kaelen didn’t even raise his hand to block.

He simply took another step forward.

SWOOSH.

The hundred-meter pillar of stellar plasma reached Kaelen’s face—and instantly split into two harmless streams of blue light, bending around his spatial domain like water flowing around a smooth rock! Not a single strand of his dark hair was singed.

CLING!

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[PASSIVE EFFECT: Spatial Deflection]

ELEMENTAL DAMAGE: NEGATED (100%)!

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"What?!" Astraea’s voice cracked in shock, her stellar wings fluttering violently. "You redirected pure cosmic plasma with passive spatial curvature?!"

"Tsubaki, Ignis, Ren," Kaelen commanded smoothly, his voice calm and unbothered. "Clean up her defensive arrays. I will take the seal."

"Understood!" Tsubaki barked, vanishing into the shadows cast by the floating stardust pillars.

"Dragon Fire Art: Celestial Breaker!" Ignis roared, leaping high into the air as dragon flames engulfed his claymore, smashing into the four floating crystal anchors stabilizing Astraea’s shield!

BOOOOM! BOOOOM!

"System Hack: Neural Disruption!" Ren shouted, tapping rapidly on his console as blue code lines invaded the guardian’s targeting array, locking her stellar wings in place for three crucial seconds!

"Now, Kaelen!" Lyra called out, her golden staff shining with the full power of her sister Elena’s distant blessing, pinning Astraea’s mobility with a beam of pure solar judgment!

Astraea struggled against the combined suppression of the squad, her golden eyes flashing with desperate fury as she gathered cosmic energy for a field wipe attack. "Cosmic Art: Astral Extinction—!"

"Your voice is irritating," a cold, velvet whisper echoed directly behind her head.

Astraea’s blood ran ice-cold.

Kaelen had materialized right behind her floating form. He didn’t use a spell or a flashy skill. His right hand was already resting on the hilt of the Void Blade.

SHING.

The dark katana left its scabbard by two inches. A thin, pitch-black line of dimensional void expanded horizontally through Astraea’s midsection.

SKRRRRRRASH!

"AAARRRRRGH!"

Astraea’s terrifying shriek echoed through the cosmic sky as her liquid starlight armor caved in. The pitch-black spatial line severed her stellar core, bypassing her EX-rank physical and elemental defenses completely!

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[CRITICAL HIT!]

𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

DAMAGE DEALT: 8,800,000 (Pure Spatial Cut)

TARGET STATUS: Core Shattered!

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BOOOM!

The First Acolyte collapsed onto the stardust altar, her stellar wings dissolving into millions of glowing blue stardust particles that drifted away into the void.

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[GUARDIAN ELIMINATED!]

TARGET: First Acolyte — Astraea (Level 160 EX-Boss)

EXP RECEIVED: 4,500,000 Points!

LEVEL UP! LEVEL UP!

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As the boss dissolved, the ancient stardust altar at the center of the arena cracked open. Floating gracefully out from the stone core was a second golden, teardrop-shaped emblem etched with glowing runic script—the 2nd Heavenly Seal.

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[HEAVENLY SEAL ACQUIRED.]

ITEM: Heavenly Seal Fragment—The Key of Heavens

PROGRESS: [2 / 7 Heavenly Seals Acquired]

RELIQUE STATUS: LOCKED (The Holy Grail)

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The golden seal drifted through the air, automatically drawn toward Kaelen. As it touched his palm, it dissolved smoothly beneath his skin, merging with the first seal deep within his soul.

HUMMMMMMMM—

A sudden, intense surge of spatial authority washed through Kaelen’s veins. His dark violet eyes flared with a deep, regal golden ring, and his max mana capacity expanded by fifty percent instantly.

For a brief fraction of a second, another fleeting vision flashed before his consciousness—the distant, sterile pulse of a heart monitor, the faint scent of cold rain, and the shadowy outline of six remaining golden locks securing a grand, cosmic gate.

Kaelen slowly closed his hand, the vision vanishing as quickly as it had arrived.

’Two seals acquired,’ Kaelen thought, a cold, dark smile gracing his lips. ’Five remain across the higher floors.’

Lyra stepped up beside him, gently wrapping her hand around his arm and looking up into his eyes with a warm, triumphant smile. "That’s two, Kaelen. We’re one step closer."

"We are just beginning, my light," Kaelen whispered smoothly, pulling her close to his chest as he turned his dark eyes toward the spatial waystone ascending into the higher levels of Floor 3.

Behind them, Ren, Tsubaki, and Ignis gathered the massive pile of mythic drops left behind by the Acolyte, their expressions brimming with absolute confidence in their leader.

"Rest up, everyone," Kaelen commanded, his commanding velvet voice echoing across the star-lit Sanctuary. "Tomorrow, we conquer the remaining levels of the Aether Spire."