Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

BOOOOM!

The impact was cataclysmic. A wave of raw energy exploded from the collision point, flattening everything around them. Wind howled, dust flew, and the ground cracked violently. Both Max and Elias were thrown backward through the air, their figures spinning midflight before crashing down hard on opposite sides of the battlefield.

They lay there for a breath, both panting, both bruised. The smoke cleared slowly.

And yet... both stood up again.

Their swords still in hand.

Max’s eyes sharpened as the dust settled around them, and without missing a beat, he called forth his flame concept. The air around him wavered from the heat as black flames surged out, curling around his sword like a living inferno.

The temperature spiked in an instant, and the ground beneath his feet began to crack from the sheer intensity. His sword gleamed menacingly—no longer just a blade of metal but a weapon coated with two devastating concepts: the violent, consuming might of black fire and the razor-sharp edge of his Severing Sword Concept.

And yet they didn’t clash—they flowed together, perfectly blended, as if they had been born for one another. Max’s past experience in fusing auras had made this combination feel natural, even effortless, and the result was terrifying.

Every swing of his sword now held both the destructive hunger of flames and the clean, merciless cut of absolute severance.

Elias saw it too. And he charged.

Max didn’t wait. They both launched themselves at each other with explosive speed, colliding in a fierce clash of power that shook the ground and sent violent shockwaves ripping through the air.

Their swords moved like blurs, too fast for the naked eye, each strike carrying deadly intent. Sparks burst out with every clash.

Max ducked low, dragging his flaming sword across the ground before launching upward in a fiery arc, only to be blocked by Elias’s green-armored blade. Elias twisted his body and retaliated with a spinning slash, his sword glowing with the power of his inheritance.

”Green Tortoise Thrust!”

A condensed green spike shot toward Max with the force of a cannon, but Max weaved to the side, barely grazing it, and countered.

”Divergent Slash!”

He slashed horizontally, a wave of black flame bursting out like a crescent moon, aiming to slice everything in its path. Elias jumped above it, but Max was already there—appearing right above him with the help of his Concept of Space—and drove his sword downward.

BOOM!

Elias fell like a meteor, crashing into the ground below and creating a deep crater. But he wasn’t done yet. Because of the green colored shell covering his body, he wasn’t injured at all.

Max’s eyes gleamed as he instantly teleported in front of him as he attacked with his Severing Flow Sword Art.

”Inverse Shell Domination!”

Elias roared, and the green armor around him thickened. A shield formed from tortoise-shaped energy emerged and rotated around him, blocking Max’s follow-up slash with tremendous force. The impact cracked the shield, but didn’t break it.

Elias retaliated with a brutal sword swing that launched a spiraling beam of green energy at Max.

Max spun mid-air, letting his Three Dimensional Body analyze the trajectory. Then he vanished—using his space concept to reappear behind Elias.

”Severing Flow Sword Art!”

His flaming black blade sliced downward with a trail of black flames, aiming directly for Elias’s unguarded back. Elias barely managed to twist and parry, but even so, the force sent him tumbling backward, coughing blood.

”You bastard!” Elias shouted, fury in his eyes. ”I’ll end this!”

He roared again, his energy exploding as he charged up his most powerful move. ”Black Tortoise Domain!”

A massive tortoise-shaped projection formed around him like a divine guardian, its pressure almost suffocating. And from the inside of the tortoise, hundreds of thousands of sharp pointed projectiles hurtled towards Max at breakneck speed.

Max didn’t flinch.

He took a deep breath. Then, his aura exploded.

He infused his sword not just with flame and severing, but with his space concept. All three merged into the sword, and it trembled in his hand like it could barely contain the power within.

”Void Severance Slash!”

Max’s voice was low and heavy as he swung the sword with both hands, unleashing a monstrous slash filled with three deadly concepts. The moment it left his blade, space itself trembled and cracked, and a storm of fire, shockwaves, and cutting energy flew out like a tidal wave.

BOOOOOM!

It crashed into Elias’s Black Tortoise Domain with unstoppable might. The tortoise screamed and cracked—then shattered completely.

Elias was caught in the blast. His sword flew from his hand as he was blasted through the air, slamming into the distant wall with a sickening crunch. He gasped, blood dripping from his mouth as he dropped to one knee, body twitching.

Max landed calmly, his sword resting at his side, his black flames slowly fading.

It was over.

Elias collapsed, unconscious.

Max didn’t say a word as he stood before Elias’s unconscious body. His gaze swept over the fallen young man with calm indifference, but his thoughts were sharp. Elias was definitely stronger than Silus—by a large margin too.

Silus had been reckless, arrogant, but Elias had power, technique, and a terrifying inheritance than him. Still... he wasn’t strong enough to force Max to use the full power of his three flame inheritances. Not even close.

”Don’t kill him,” a soft but firm voice broke the silence. Aria approached with calm steps, her eyes locked on his.

Max turned his head slightly. ”Why not?” His tone was low, eyes unreadable. ”He tried to execute me. I have every right to return the favor.”

Aria shook her head slowly. ”You can’t kill him. We didn’t come here alone. A senior from our force accompanied us to the Lower Domain. He’s a Champion Rank expert. Right now, he’s waiting for us at the Guardians’ headquarters. If Elias doesn’t return with us... things will get complicated.”

Max frowned at her words. A Champion Rank? That was a completely different realm. A realm beyond the Master Rank, where each step was monumental.

Even with all his current strength, even if he pushed himself to his very peak, he could only battle those at the 10th level of Master Rank with every trick, technique, and bloodline he had... facing a Champion Rank was currently impossible for him.

”I don’t trust any of you,” he said coldly. ”What’s to stop you from going back and telling him I killed Silus? What if you spin some lie and send that senior after me? It would be safer for me to kill all three of you right now.”

Aria’s expression shifted. She didn’t move but her eyes narrowed, her fingers slowly curling at her side. ”Do you have the strength to kill all of us?” she asked slowly, clearly testing the waters.

Max’s lips curled into a dark grin. ”I just have to go all out, don’t I? You saw it, didn’t you? I haven’t used the inheritances tied to any of my four concepts. Not flame, lightning, not space, not sword. If I truly used everything—every shred of power—I don’t believe I couldn’t kill you three here and now.”

As he said that, a ripple went through the hall. His aura stirred, rising once again like a slumbering beast waking from rest. It was calm and heavy—but dangerous. The kind of danger that made the air itself hum and tremble.

Max meant every word. He wasn’t afraid of shedding blood. If anything, the thought of eliminating three potential threats right now made a certain savage part of him stir.

Because he knew how this world worked. Mercy today would be the knife at his throat tomorrow. And if he let them live, he had to be prepared to face the consequences. So unless he had a guarantee they wouldn’t betray him, the most logical move... was to kill. Every last one of them.