Snow-Tombed Starsilver
An ancient greatsword that was stored between frescoes. Forged from Starsilver, it has the power to cleave through ice and snow.
- Base ATK · Lv. 90
- 565
- Physical DMG Bonus · Lv. 90
- 34.5%
Information still requiring verification
- Acquisition method
- Release version
- Evidence-backed release date
- Verified exact weapon image
Signature Weapon For
No officially confirmed signature character.
Passive ability & refinements
Frost Burial
Hitting an opponent with Normal and Charged Attacks has a 60% chance of forming and dropping an Everfrost Icicle above them, dealing AoE DMG equal to 80% of ATK. Opponents affected by Cryo are instead dealt DMG equal to 200% of ATK. Can only occur once every 10s.
Stat progression
Level 1–90 · Ascension boundaries show before and after ascension.
| Level | Ascension | Base ATK | Physical DMG Bonus |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | 0 | 44 | 7.5% |
| 20 | 0 | 119 | 13.3% |
| 20 | 1 | 144 | 13.3% |
| 40 | 1 | 226 | 19.3% |
| 40 | 2 | 252 | 19.3% |
| 50 | 2 | 293 | 22.4% |
| 50 | 3 | 319 | 22.4% |
| 60 | 3 | 361 | 25.4% |
| 60 | 4 | 387 | 25.4% |
| 70 | 4 | 429 | 28.4% |
| 70 | 5 | 455 | 28.4% |
| 80 | 5 | 497 | 31.5% |
| 80 | 6 | 523 | 31.5% |
| 90 | 6 | 565 | 34.5% |
Ascension materials
Ascension 1 · Level 40 cap
5,000 Mora
- Slime Condensate ×2
- Heavy Horn ×3
- Tile of Decarabian's Tower ×3
Ascension 2 · Level 50 cap
15,000 Mora
- Slime Condensate ×8
- Heavy Horn ×12
- Debris of Decarabian's City ×3
Ascension 3 · Level 60 cap
20,000 Mora
- Slime Secretions ×6
- Black Bronze Horn ×6
- Debris of Decarabian's City ×6
Ascension 4 · Level 70 cap
30,000 Mora
- Slime Secretions ×9
- Black Bronze Horn ×12
- Fragment of Decarabian's Epic ×3
Ascension 5 · Level 80 cap
35,000 Mora
- Slime Concentrate ×6
- Black Crystal Horn ×9
- Fragment of Decarabian's Epic ×6
Ascension 6 · Level 90 cap
45,000 Mora
- Slime Concentrate ×12
- Black Crystal Horn ×18
- Scattered Piece of Decarabian's Dream ×4
Lore
When the verdant city was sealed by cloud and mist, When the unending snowstorms blotted out the clear moonlight, When all life and every interrupted story, Was pierced by that nail that fell from the azure skies... The priest's daughter gave the Starsilver greatsword to the hero from another land, In the howling wind and snow, her words could not reach their intended target. "This fourth fresco is prepared for you. Your likeness will forever remain on this wall." "For the sake of that fresco, and for everyone, I will wait for you, and pray for your return..." When the daughter of that snow-entombed city withered together with the grafted yet barren silver branches, The outlander destined to wield this sword to shatter ice and snow alike was far afield, chasing answers. Bright as the moonlight though she was, her final words, too, would never reach that wayfarer. "It's been a while since I last saw the blue sky and green grass. I don't know which hues to use to capture the landscape of thawing ice and snow that my father so longs for." "I wish I could see you again..." This was the answer he found— The hero ended his fruitless journey at last. Tainted black blood dripped from the blade of his greatsword, As he trudged through now-foreign snowy paths. But when he returned to the great hall of that mountain country, Naught but ringing deathly echoes welcomed him. "So even here, there is nothing left for me to protect..." "You who dwell in the heavens, you must wish for naught but to watch our ashen suffering here below." "In that case, then let me help you pass the time with a song of iron and blood." The outlander left the Starsilver originally meant to shatter snow and wind alike between the frescoes. Then, he descended the mountain to search for a land full of war and strife — a place he might paint red with blood.