 | Concepts | Sacerdos' Ceremonial Garb |
| Rarity |  | |
| Type | Relics, | |
| Source | Cavern of Corrosion: The Shackling Prison Omni-Synthesizer — Relic Synthesis | |
| Relic Set |  | Set Effect | 2-Pc: Increases SPD by 4-Pc: When using Skill or Ultimate on one ally target, increases the ability target's CRIT DMG by |
| Max Level | 15 | |
| Story | He often stands before the dressing mirror, ensuring his attire is impeccable and his features perfect. Before he leaves the house, he will ensure that everything is meticulously arranged, and no deviations will occur. |
| Table of Contents |
| Stats |
| Gallery |
| Story |
Stats
| Base Stats | |
 HP | 43.2% |
 ATK | 43.2% |
 DEF | 54% |
 CRIT Rate | 32.4% |
 CRIT DMG | 64.8% |
 Outgoing Healing Boost | 34.56% |
 Effect Hit Rate | 43.2% |
| Subsidiary Stats | |
 HP | 203.22 ~ 228.62 ~ 254.03 |
 ATK | 101.61 ~ 114.31 ~ 127.01 |
 DEF | 101.61 ~ 114.31 ~ 127.01 |
| HP | 20.74% ~ 23.33% ~ 25.92% |
| ATK | 20.74% ~ 23.33% ~ 25.92% |
| DEF | 25.92% ~ 29.16% ~ 32.4% |
 SPD | 12 ~ 13.8 ~ 15.6 |
| CRIT Rate | 15.55% ~ 17.5% ~ 19.44% |
| CRIT DMG | 31.1% ~ 34.99% ~ 38.88% |
| Effect Hit Rate | 20.74% ~ 23.33% ~ 25.92% |
 Effect RES | 20.74% ~ 23.33% ~ 25.92% |
 Break Effect | 31.1% ~ 34.99% ~ 38.88% |
Gallery
Story
| "...Birds are born with no shackles, then what fetters my fate♬?" On rehearsal day, the young family head hides in a corner of the audience seats, refraining from distracting the singer on the stage and maintaining the right distance, just as he had wished. He sits upright in his ceremonial garb as the solitary listener for that moment. Amidst the familiar melodies, his thoughts drift back to his childhood, recalling occasions when she sang on stage, and he was her only audience — "It's been so long since you sang with joy... I've built a stage for you, though it's... a bit rudimentary." During the concert for the two of them, he vowed to fulfill her dream of gracing a grander, brighter stage someday. "Let my heart bravely spread the wings. Soaring past the night. To trace the bright moonlight...♬" He snaps out of his trance, then faces the root of his reluctance to draw nearer to the stage — His ceremonial garb is not just for enjoying the performance, but for the chance to withdraw at any moment he pleased. "Congratulations, sister. We have both achieved our aspirations," he softly utters. |
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