The Omnipotent System-Chapter 238 Beginner’s Sanctuary

Dim torchlight flickered against the towering stone pillars as five figures materialized in the ancient hall. Their sudden arrival sent a small pulse of energy through the air, unnoticed by the scattered players still adjusting to the game.

Arianna stood at the front, her distinct two-toned hair catching the glow of the torches—jet-black on one side, golden blonde on the other. Her right eye gleamed gold, while her left shimmered green, giving her an otherworldly presence. She glanced down at her hands, flexing her fingers as she took in her real body. "Feels… weird," she muttered.

Beside her, Jack stretched, his furry tail swaying behind him. Unlike the others, he was in his monkey form, his sharp teeth flashing in a grin. "Man, I love games. Feels like I'm back in an old-school RPG."

Erren and Elamenor, now in their original elf forms, exchanged glances. Their silver-white hair cascaded over their pointed ears, and their piercing blue eyes scanned their surroundings. Erren adjusted her stance, her body feeling lighter than she remembered. "It's strange being back to this form…"

Jameson, standing slightly apart from them, exhaled, his celestial human form radiating an aura of quiet power—even if all his divine abilities had been sealed by Adams. He looked at his reflection in a small puddle on the stone floor, his silver hair and sharp, ethereal features reminding him of who he truly was. "He really went all out with the restrictions…"

Jack cracked his knuckles, his excitement barely contained. "Alright, listen up! I've played a bunch of games since I got to Earth, so just follow me, and we'll—"

"Nah, no need for that," Jameson interrupted, his golden eyes focused on a glowing holographic map that only he could see.

Jack blinked. "Huh?"

Jameson tilted his head slightly. "Check your maps."

One by one, they instinctively accessed their interface. A translucent blue screen expanded before them, and in an instant, their maps unfolded in perfect detail—every hidden path, event location, and dungeon marked clearly. It wasn't just a beginner's map. It was everything.

Elamenor let out a low whistle. "This… this isn't normal."

Erren tapped at one of the hidden locations, watching the details expand. "How do we even have access to all this?"

Jack grinned, his tail flicking. "Because Adams was the one who built the game."

Arianna rolled her eyes. "Obviously."

Jack then swiped through the menu instinctively, a thought crossing his mind. "Wait… do we have—?" His eyes widened. "Check your inventory!"

The others did.

Their hands twitched as they mentally navigated their inventory screens, and almost at the same time, their eyes lit up.

"...Yo." Jack breathed, his voice filled with disbelief.

In their inventories, fully equipped and waiting, were artifacts of the highest tier. Not basic beginner gear. Not even legendary items. Divine-tier artifacts—the kind that players could only dream of obtaining after years of grinding.

"Equip it," Jack muttered.

One by one, they confirmed the action.

The moment they did, the entire Beginner's Sanctuary seemed to freeze.

A surge of light engulfed them, and when it faded, their appearances had completely changed.

Arianna's sleek black-and-gold armor shimmered, radiating a celestial glow. A floating golden ring hovered behind her, crackling with divine energy.

Jack's fur bristled slightly as a dark-red battle robe wrapped around him, ethereal flames flickering along the edges. A golden staff materialized in his grip, humming with raw power.

Eren's body pulsed with an invisible force, her silver armor seamlessly adjusting to her form. Two ethereal swords floated beside him, their edges shimmering like the night sky.

Elamenor's cloak draped over his shoulders like flowing stardust, an intricate golden bow forming in his hands, runes dancing across its surface.

Jameson's transformation was the most dramatic. His silver armor seemed woven from threads of starlight itself, and a massive, radiant spear floated at his side, exuding a pressure that made the surrounding players instinctively step back.

The moment their appearances changed, whispers erupted across the hall.

Players who had studied every possible detail about the game before launch were losing their minds.

"The hell?! Those are—"

"No way—divine-tier artifacts?!"

"They just started! How do they have those?!"

Jack looked around at the stunned faces and chuckled. "Welp. Guess we just broke the game."

Arianna smirked. "Wouldn't be the first time."

Jameson's expression remained calm, his gaze scanning their surroundings. "This just means we'll stand out from the start. Let's move before people start asking too many questions."

Jack grinned, tossing his staff over his shoulder. "Alright, then. Where to first?"

Jameson glanced at the map one last time before smirking. "There's a hidden dungeon not far from here. Should be a good warm-up."

Elamenor stretched his arms. "Fine by me. Let's see what this game really has to offer."

And with that, the five of them moved forward, leaving the stunned players in their wake.

Their journey in Elysium had officially begun.

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ARTIFACT TIERS IN ELYSIUM

1. Common Tier – Basic gear with no special abilities.

2. Uncommon Tier – Slightly improved stats, but still weak.

3. Rare Tier – Good starter equipment with minor enchantments.

4. Epic Tier – High-quality gear, strong effects.

5. Legendary Tier – Rare and powerful items, hard to obtain.

6. Mythical Tier – Gear with unique skills and passive buffs. Read latest stories on novelbuddy

7. Relic Tier – Ancient artifacts with game-changing abilities.

8. Divine Tier – The highest known tier. Wielded only by top players or god-tier beings.

Elsewhere

Kieran stepped through the hidden passage, the stone walls closing behind him with a low rumble. The air was damp, the faint scent of moss and old metal filling his nostrils. The flickering blue torches along the corridor cast eerie shadows, stretching endlessly into the darkness.

Then, the system notification popped up.

[Hidden Dungeon Discovered: Forsaken Catacombs]

Difficulty: ★★☆☆☆

Recommended Level: 5+

A smirk tugged at Kieran's lips. "Recommended level five? I'm still level one."

Not that it mattered.

Drawing the sleek, black starter dagger he had looted from a chest earlier, he moved forward, his steps light and precise. The deeper he went, the heavier the air became. Then—

Skrrrkkkk—!

A chilling, guttural hiss echoed through the corridor.

From the shadows, a figure emerged—a skeletal warrior wrapped in tattered armor, gripping a rusted sword. Faint blue flames flickered in its hollow eye sockets.

[Forsaken Sentinel]

Level 3

HP: 250

Kieran exhaled, rolling his shoulders. "Alright. Let's see how strong I really am now."

The skeleton lunged, its sword slashing down in a heavy arc.

Too slow.

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Kieran sidestepped effortlessly, his enhanced agility making the movement feel natural. As the blade whistled past him, he twisted his wrist—

SHNK!

His dagger slashed clean through the skeleton's ribs. A burst of blue light erupted from the wound, and the creature stumbled, cracks spreading across its brittle bones.

Not giving it a chance to recover, Kieran activated [Phantom Step].

Fwoosh!

In an instant, he vanished from sight, reappearing directly behind the monster.

His dagger flashed once.

CRACK!

The skeleton's skull shattered, the blue flames in its eyes flickering out as it collapsed into a heap of bones.

[You have defeated Forsaken Sentinel.]

[+120 EXP]

[+3 Silver Coins]

[+1 Rusted Sword (Common)]

Kieran barely had time to check the loot before the sound of multiple footsteps echoed down the corridor.

He looked up.

More skeletons. But these were bigger. Stronger.

[Undead Knights]

Level 5

HP: 500

They let out a low, rattling growl and charged.

Kieran tightened his grip on his dagger, eyes gleaming. "Now we're talking."

The first knight swung its heavy greatsword, sending a powerful gust of wind through the tunnel. Kieran ducked under the strike, then kicked off the ground, using [Phantom Step] to teleport mid-air.

His body flickered—vanishing and reappearing behind the knight.

Void Slash.

A dark crescent of energy erupted from his blade, slicing clean through the knight's torso. The creature staggered, its armor splitting apart before it collapsed.

Before he could celebrate, another knight lunged at him with a spear.

CLANG!

Kieran barely managed to deflect it, the force of the blow sending him skidding back.

"Tch… these guys hit hard."

But he was getting stronger too.

[LEVEL UP!]

[You have reached Level 2!]

[+5 Stat Points obtained.]

He felt the surge of power rush through his body, his muscles tightening, his senses sharpening. Without hesitation, he pulled up his status screen and distributed his points.

[Strength +2]

[Agility +2]

[Intelligence +1]

His movements immediately felt lighter, faster. He dashed forward, dodging another attack, then spun mid-air, bringing his dagger down—

SLASH!

Another knight crumbled.

Then, from the darkness, something massive stirred.

A deep, guttural growl sent vibrations through the air. Kieran turned, his grip tightening as he laid eyes on the next monster.

[Forsaken Guardian]

Level 8

HP: 1,200

A towering knight clad in ancient, blackened armor. Unlike the others, its eyes burned with a fierce crimson glow.

Kieran clicked his tongue. "Now that's a problem."

He was about to move when—

FWOOOOSH!

A golden arrow streaked past him, cutting through the air like a lightning bolt.

Before Kieran could react, the arrow struck the Guardian's chest—

BOOOOM!

The entire tunnel shook as a massive shockwave erupted from the impact, golden energy crackling like a storm. The Guardian staggered backward, a deep, glowing wound burned into its armor.

Kieran's eyes widened slightly.

"Who the hell—?"

Then, from the shadows, a voice rang out.

"You're too slow."