Chapter 362: Rebirth of Lunaris Astraea—the Moonlit Celestial Blade
Chapter 362: Rebirth of Lunaris Astraea—the Moonlit Celestial Blade
Chapter 362: Rebirth of Lunaris Astraea—the Moonlit Celestial Blade
She once severed the wings of the Abyssal Serpent, shattered the Black Obsidian Wall of the Nether Kings, and even defied the Celestial Sovereigns.
She once cut the firmament of the heavens and severed the fate line of an entire demonic race.
She once held the moon's power in her hands, stared death in the face, and smiled, uttering these distinct words: "Death is afraid of my sword."
In the Age of Starfall, when the heavens wept, silver flames and fragments of the cosmos rained upon Zyrathis, a world of great prosperity and power.
Among these fragments was a celestial sword that descended from the sky and landed in the heart of Zyrathis.
Any mortal hands did not forge it, nor was it wielded by any living being—it was a blade of divine origin, birthed from the very essence of the moon and stars.
It came into being of its own accord, and not even the gods possessed what it took to wield it.
They called it Astraea's Edge. A blade said to call upon the one worthy to wield it.
Her name was Ilyria Astraea, a warrior-priestess who wielded her weapon with love. She was a powerhouse who was one day called by the sword.
She was a guardian of the Lunar Sanctum, a temple built atop the mountain where the sword had fallen.
Ilyria was the first mortal to hear the blade's whisper—a voice that spoke not in words but in sword intent, a call only a true swordsman could comprehend.
She reached out, and in that moment, her fate was sealed. The blade acknowledged her as its chosen one, but such recognition came at a cost.
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