I Regressed With a 10,000x God-Tier Multiplier-Chapter 62: The Cryo-Pylons Deployed
Dawn broke over the black peaks of the Obsidian mountains.
The air around the Citadel was thick with the rhythmic, low hum of the Aether-Forge working furiously deep underground.
The five thousand Glacial Wyrms roosting on the black-stone battlements shifted in the early light, their diamond-hard white scales reflecting the sun.
Lucifer stood in the exact center of the main courtyard.
He wasn’t wearing his dark leather armor. Instead, he stood in a simple black tunic with his iron gauntlets removed. The morning air was crisp, but it was about to get much colder.
Elara stood a few paces behind him. The Fallen Valkyrie held her celestial spear, her golden wings folded tightly.
Sarah stood beside her, leaning on her Scepter of Cosmic Alignment.
"The perimeter is completely clear, Warlord," High Ranger Celeste reported, jogging across the cracked stone pavement. Her breath fogged slightly.
"The Star-Kissed Elves have established a five-mile dead zone around the base of the mountain. No human scouts have breached the tree line."
"Good," Lucifer said smoothly.
He opened his Dimensional Vault.
The dark, spatial rift tore open in the air in front of him. Lucifer reached in and pulled out a single, glowing vellum blueprint.
It was the Cryo-Pylon schematic he had multiplied ten thousand times using the Apex Multiplier in the Ice Golem King’s plaza.
Lucifer did not pull out just one. He pulled out the entire stack of ten thousand glowing blueprints. They hovered in the air in front of him, a massive, shifting cylinder of dense, blue magical data.
He reached to his belt and unhooked the silver clasp holding the Heart of the Winter Storm.
The Mythic artifact, a flawless, multifaceted sapphire the size of an apple pulsed with absolute, ancient cold. It was the anchor Isolde had used to freeze an entire city for a millennium.
[Item: Heart of the Winter Storm]
[Tier: Mythic Artifact / Environmental Catalyst]
[Effect: Grants infinite mana for Ice and Spatial spells. Allows the user to terraform the environment.]
"Isolde," Lucifer called out.
The Winter Sovereign was perched gracefully on the edge of the central keep’s roof. She looked down at him. Her white reptilian eyes narrowed as she saw the artifact she had guarded for centuries resting in his hand.
"You intend to use my anchor to power human machines," Isolde said, her voice sharp with possessive annoyance.
"I intend to use it to make this mountain impregnable," Lucifer corrected her. He held the sapphire up.
"The Cryo-Pylons require massive, sustained cryogenic mana to function. Standard refined crystals would burn out in a week. Your heart provides an infinite power source."
"It will drop the temperature of this entire valley by twenty degrees," Isolde warned, dropping down from the roof and landing lightly in the courtyard. "The air will freeze the lungs of your mortal archers."
"I have the Starweaver’s Blessing," Lucifer reminded her. His void-swirling eyes met her glare. "My aura will protect the troops inside the walls. But anything outside the perimeter will shatter."
Lucifer didn’t wait for her approval. He stepped forward, pushing the Heart of the Winter Storm directly into the center of the hovering cylinder of blueprints.
"System," Lucifer commanded, his voice a low, echoing rumble of absolute Void magic.
[Target Acquired: 10,000x Cryo-Pylon Schematics.]
[Catalyst Detected: Heart of the Winter Storm (Mythic).]
"Deploy," Lucifer roared.
He channeled his Archmage-level mana pool, linking it directly to the infinite cryogenic reserves of the sapphire.
[Divine Talent: Apex Multiplier Activated!]
[Applying 10,000x multiplier to Structural Generation and Terraforming...]
The ten thousand glowing blueprints detonated.
A blinding, explosive shockwave of pure, absolute blue light erupted from the center of the courtyard.
The shockwave passed straight through the walls of the Citadel, rushing down the sides of the jagged black mountain at the speed of sound.
The temperature dropped instantly.
The air cracked violently. The moisture in the sky instantly froze, erupting into a sudden blizzard that blotted out the sun.
Outside the Citadel, the earth itself groaned in agony.
The forest at the base of the mountain was instantly covered in a thick layer of hard, diamond-like frost.
The trees froze completely and broke under their own weight. The rivers in the valley turned to solid ice in an instant.
And then, the towers rose.
Huge jagged spikes of glowing blue ice burst out of the ground.
They ripped through the frozen earth in a perfect circle five miles away from the Citadel walls..
Ten thousand Cryo-Pylons shot 200 feet into the air. They were heavily fortified and covered in glowing rune patterns that pulsed with intense, deadly cold.
At the top of each spire, a floating crystal orb glowed with bright blue light, like a mechanical eye used for targeting.
The terraforming was absolute.
The Citadel of Obsidian was no longer just a black-stone fortress on a mountain. It was the dead center of a massive frozen wasteland.
A thick, impenetrable perimeter of ten thousand automated, high-tier magical artillery towers completely sealed the territory off from the rest of the world.
[System: Terraforming Complete.]
[Defense Perimeter: The Frozen Ring Established.]
[Status: 10,000x Cryo-Pylons Online. Target Acquisition Active.]
[Environmental Hazard: Absolute Zero (Level 5) applied to exterior zone.]
The blinding blue light in the courtyard faded. The blizzard died down, leaving a thick layer of pristine, undisturbed snow over the black-stone pavement.
Lucifer lowered his hand. The Heart of the Winter Storm had completely fused with the ground, burying itself deep into the bedrock of the courtyard to serve as the permanent, infinite power grid for the defense ring.
The temperature inside the Citadel walls was freezing, but Lucifer immediately flared the Starweaver’s Blessing.
The multiplied, silver Starfire Aura washed over the fortress, instantly pushing the biting cold back to a comfortable, crisp chill.
Celeste lowered her arm, staring out over the battlements in absolute awe.
She could see the ring of glowing blue spires miles away, piercing the sky.
"They are perfectly spaced," Celeste breathed. The High Ranger’s tactical mind struggled to process the sheer scale of the fortification.
"The overlapping fields of fire... the absolute zero pulses. Nothing can cross that five-mile dead zone. A Royal Army of a million men would freeze solid before they even reached the base of the mountain."
"They wouldn’t just freeze," Isolde added, a cruel, satisfied smirk crossing her pale face as she looked at the new, frozen landscape. "The Pylons are active artillery. The orbs will track their body heat and shatter them into dust from three miles away."
"The ground is impenetrable," Lucifer stated smoothly.
He walked to the edge of the courtyard, his boots crunching in the fresh snow. He looked up at the five thousand Glacial Wyrms roosting on the walls.
"The ground is secure," Lucifer repeated. He turned his eyes toward Elara and Sarah. "But we are not staying on the ground. When we lift this mountain into the sky, those towers come with us."
Sarah gripped her Scepter of Cosmic Alignment. "The Star-Chart indicates the Void-Core Reactor can lift the entire landmass, Lucifer.
But if we take the five-mile ring of Cryo-Pylons... the mass we are tearing out of the earth is continental."
"We will tear it out," Lucifer said with absolute, unyielding certainty.
He looked toward the central keep.
"The Aether-Forge is still running," Lucifer noted. The deep, rhythmic vibration of Thrain’s hammer echoed faintly through the stone floor.
"The Titans will take another day to forge. The Star-Metal requires slow, methodical cooling. While the dwarf works, we build the antenna."
"The antenna?" Elara asked, stepping forward.
"We have the engine. We have the map. We have the defenses," Lucifer explained. He opened his Dimensional Vault again.
"But to initiate the ascension protocol and link the Void-Core Reactor to the atmosphere, we need a conduit. We need to channel the Starweaver’s magic directly into the sky."
Lucifer pulled a massive, heavy scroll from the spatial rift. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
It was not a standard blueprint. It was a golden, intricately woven tapestry of divine magic. It was the final, restricted architectural design he had looted from the Cathedral’s deepest vault during his raid in the capital.
[Item: Blueprint - The Spire of Celestial Convergence]
[Tier: Divine Wonder]
[Description: A massive architectural conduit designed to amplify cosmic and holy magic on a continental scale. Requires immense holy mana to construct.]
Lucifer held the golden tapestry out.
"This is a Wonder," Lucifer said. He looked directly at Sarah. "It is not a defense tower. It is an amplifier.
When this is built, your Oracle sight will not be limited to visions. Your starlight will physically connect the Citadel to the leylines of the upper atmosphere."
Sarah’s cosmic eyes widened. She stared at the golden blueprint. The sheer magnitude of the magic woven into the design resonated powerfully with her core.
"You want me to power a Wonder?" Sarah whispered.
"I want you to command it," Lucifer said to her. He handed the heavy golden tapestry to the Oracle. "The sky is going to be our domain. Isolde holds the physical airspace. But you, Sarah, will control the cosmic currents."
Sarah took the blueprint. Her pale hands trembled slightly, but her grip was firm. The starlight radiating from her hair flared brightly.
Lucifer turned to Elara.
"We build it on the highest peak of the Citadel," Lucifer ordered. "Clear the upper battlements. I want the Spire erected before the sun sets."
"It will be done, Warlord," Elara vowed. She slammed her fist against her silver breastplate in a crisp salute.
The Citadel of Obsidian was a frenzy of calculated, high-tier activity. The ground was locked in permanent, absolute zero ice.
Lucifer looked up at the clear blue sky. He had spent his past life watching the world burn from the ground.
In this life, he would watch it burn from the stars.
