I Regressed With a 10,000x God-Tier Multiplier-Chapter 63: The Celestial Convergence

The highest point of the Citadel of Obsidian was a massive, flat platform of polished black stone.

It sat atop the central keep, overlooking the newly formed frozen wasteland and the glowing blue ring of ten thousand Cryo-Pylons miles below.

Lucifer walked onto the high platform.

The wind was fierce, whipping his dark tunic and the heavy, golden Sunburst Sigil resting on his chest.

Sarah followed closely, her Scepter of Cosmic Alignment pulsing rhythmically. Elara brought up the rear, her golden wings folded tightly against her dented silver armor, her eyes scanning the empty sky for threats.

They stood in the exact center of the platform.

Sarah unrolled the heavy, golden tapestry of divine magic. The blueprint did not flap in the wind; it hovered perfectly flat in the air, glowing with intense, blinding white light.

[System: Divine Blueprint Activated.]

[Item: The Spire of Celestial Convergence (Wonder)]

[Material Requirements: 10,000 Tons of Refined Gold, 5,000 Refined Mana Crystals, 1 Cosmic Catalyst.]

Lucifer opened his Dimensional Vault.

The spatial rift tore open in the air above the platform.

"Volume," Lucifer stated smoothly.

He didn’t use Gravity Crush to build. He used it to unload.

A huge dark sphere formed above the black stone. Lucifer reversed its power, instead of pulling things in, it violently pushed everything out from his soul storage.

A blinding, thunderous flood of treasure burst out of the rift.

Thousands of heavy, refined gold bars looted from the Lumina Order and the Scourgelands crashed onto the platform.

The sharp clash of metal echoed down the mountain. Right after the gold, a huge stream of perfectly cut blue mana crystals poured out, piling up into a chaotic, sparkling mountain of resources.

[System: Resource Requirements Met.]

[Awaiting Catalyst Integration.]

Lucifer closed the rift. The loud roar stopped.

He turned to Sarah.

"It requires a cosmic catalyst," Lucifer said, looking at the Oracle. "The Scepter."

Sarah looked down at the powerful weapon in her hands. The violet orb at its tip flared, reacting to the huge amount of magic in the gathered resources. It was her focus, her connection to the starlight.

She did not hesitate.

Sarah stepped forward, her white dress blowing wildly in the high-altitude wind. She walked directly into the center of the massive pile of gold bars and mana crystals.

She raised the Scepter of Cosmic Alignment high above her head with both hands.

"Cosmic Convergence," Sarah whispered.

She slammed the base of the ashwood staff directly into the cracked black stone.

The impact was not physical. It was entirely magical.

The heavy, golden tapestry hovering in the air instantly ignited into pure, blinding white fire.

The blueprint dissolved, pouring its intricate, divine architectural matrix directly into the pile of raw materials.

The gold bars liquefied. The blue mana crystals shattered into millions of tiny, glowing shards of raw energy.

The massive pile of wealth rapidly swirled into a vertical tornado of molten gold and blue light, spinning around Sarah.

Lucifer and Elara stepped back to the edge of the platform as the intense heat and magical displacement pushed outward.

The Warlord kept his eyes fixed on the Oracle, ready to intervene with Void Step if the construction spell overloaded her mortal frame.

But Sarah did not falter.

The Star-Touched Oracle kept her hands firmly locked on the scepter. Her cosmic eyes burned with blinding silver light.

The molten gold and shattered crystals began to solidify around her, rising higher and higher into the air.

The molten gold rapidly cooled into intricate, sweeping arches and massive, elegant flying buttresses.

The blue mana crystals fused into flawless, transparent panes of magical glass. The structure rose hundreds of feet into the sky, towering over the central keep.

It was a Spire of pure, gleaming gold and crystal.

The design was incredibly detailed. It looked like a huge, three-dimensional astrolabe, with rotating metal rings that followed the stars even during the day.

The top of the Spire ended in a large open observation deck.

The Scepter of Cosmic Alignment didn’t vanish. It merged into the center of the observation deck, its violet orb growing into a large, pulsing crystal the size of a carriage, becoming the core of the antenna.

The swirling storm of magic abruptly ceased.

The Spire of Celestial Convergence stood complete.

[System: Construction Complete.]

[Structure: Spire of Celestial Convergence (Wonder)]

[Status: Online. Cosmic Conduit Active.]

[Effect 1: Amplifies Oracle Magic and Starlight Blessings by 1000%.]

[Effect 2: Acts as a primary communication array for the Void-Core Reactor.]

The structure hummed with a low, vibrating frequency that resonated directly with Lucifer’s Warlord core. It was not a weapon. It was the nerve center of his future flying city.

Sarah stood on the newly formed, polished gold observation deck, hundreds of feet above Lucifer and Elara.

She looked entirely unbothered by the massive mana expenditure. The Spire was feeding energy back into her body, amplifying her connection to the cosmos.

Her starlight aura flared brilliantly, turning her into a blinding silhouette against the bright blue sky.

Lucifer did not wait at the bottom.

He activated the Zephyr’s Grace Emblem.

A fraction of a second later, Lucifer appeared flawlessly on the golden observation deck right beside Sarah.

Elara launched herself into the air a moment later, her powerful wingbeats carrying her up the side of the Spire until she landed gracefully on the opposite edge of the deck.

The view from the top of the Spire was staggering.

The entire world stretched out below them. They could see the five-mile ring of glowing blue Cryo-Pylons forming an absolute, frozen perimeter.

They could see the dark, winding roads leading south toward the distant human capital. They could see the vast, jagged peaks of the Obsidian mountain range.

The air up here was thin and freezing, but the Spire generated a field of warm, pressurized, breathable air that completely nullified the altitude and the cold.

Sarah stood near the edge of the golden railing.

She did not look down at the earth. She looked up at the daytime sky.

"I can see them," Sarah whispered, her voice filled with profound, overwhelming awe.

Lucifer walked up beside her. He rested his iron gauntlets on the thick gold railing. He looked up at the empty blue expanse. He saw nothing but clouds and sunlight.

"See what?" Lucifer asked, his voice low.

Sarah turned her head. Her cosmic eyes, swirling with nebulas of silver and violet dust, locked onto Lucifer.

"The stars," Sarah breathed. A tear of pure liquid starlight spilled over her eyelashes and ran down her pale cheek. "I can see them during the day. The Spire... it cuts through the atmosphere. It connects my sight directly to the deep void."

She reached out. Her small, trembling hand gripped his hand.

"For my entire life, the Church locked me in a small room with a tiny window," Sarah said, her voice shaking with raw emotion. "They told me the sky was a limit. A ceiling placed by the gods to keep us grounded."

She looked back up at the endless blue.

"There is no ceiling," Sarah stated. Her voice steadied, filled with sudden, fierce clarity. "The sky is an ocean, Lucifer.

And the currents of magic flow exactly like the rivers on the ground. I can see the leylines in the atmosphere. The pathways the Precursors used."

"Can you chart a course?" Lucifer asked smoothly.

"I can chart a thousand courses," Sarah replied, a breathtaking, genuine smile breaking across her face.

She gently pulled Lucifer closer to the edge of the golden railing. Instead of pointing, she used her Oracle sight, sending a small part of her amplified magic straight into his mind through their soul bond.

Lucifer let out a small gasp as the vision struck his Warlord core.

The blue sky above him shattered.

For a split second, Lucifer did not see the atmosphere. He saw the universe. He saw infinite, swirling galaxies of raw, primordial mana.

He saw massive, glowing silver rivers of cosmic energy flowing silently above the clouds, connecting the continents in a massive, three-dimensional web.

The sheer scale of the vision was terrifying. It was a perspective no mortal mind was meant to comprehend.

But Lucifer’s mind was anchored by the Void. The infinite blackness in his core absorbed the cosmic scale effortlessly.

The vision faded, returning his sight to the bright, blue daytime sky.

Lucifer exhaled a slow, steady breath. The swirling voids in his irises pulsed rapidly, processing the data.

"You see it," Sarah whispered, her hand still gripping his hand. "The Spire amplifies my sight a thousandfold. I am not just predicting the future anymore, Lucifer.

I can see the architecture of the present. When we lift this mountain, I will navigate the cosmic currents. I will steer the city."

"You are the compass," Lucifer agreed.

He looked down at the Star-Touched Oracle.

In the ruined cathedral, she had been a scared, broken captive. Now she stood atop a golden structure she built herself, glowing with near-godlike power. Her body was still fragile, but her soul was incredibly strong.

Lucifer reached up. He placed his heavy iron gauntlet gently over her shoulders.

"You are not a prisoner anymore, Sarah," Lucifer said quietly. The cold, Warlord edge in his voice softened completely, replaced by a deep, resonant honesty.

"The Church stole your life. But this Spire is yours. You built it. You command it." 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Sarah’s smile widened.

"My visions are clear, Lucifer," Sarah murmured softly, looking out over the horizon. "There is darkness coming from the south. The human kingdoms are mobilizing. The King’s scrying mages felt the spike in mana when you deployed the Cryo-Pylons. They are coming."

"Let them come," Lucifer replied smoothly.

He did not look concerned. He looked down at the courtyard, thousands of feet below.

The rhythmic, deep, earth-shaking thud of Thrain’s massive hammer echoing from the deep bedrock beneath the Citadel had stopped. The Aether-Forge was silent.

"The King is bringing men and horses to fight a mountain," Lucifer stated, a cold, predatory smirk returning to his lips. "But we are not a mountain anymore."

He pulled his comms rune from his belt.

"King Thrain," Lucifer called out.

"I am here, Warlord!" the dwarf’s exhausted, exhilarated voice roared through the static. "The Star-Metal is quenched in the absolute zero ice! The fusion is flawless! The assembly lines are finished!"

"How many?" Lucifer demanded.

"One thousand Arcane Sentinel Titans, fully armed and armored," Thrain reported proudly. "They are massive, Commander. They are waking up."

Lucifer closed the comms rune.

He turned away from the golden railing. He looked at Elara, who stood ready at the edge of the observation deck, and Sarah, who gripped her Scepter with absolute confidence.

"The army is complete," Lucifer announced, his void eyes burning with dark, absolute authority. "The sky is mapped. The engines are ready."

He drew his longsword. The Carnage Core flared violently, bathing the golden deck in a harsh, ruby-red light.

"It is time to ascend."