Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Arthur was the first to strike. He summoned a formation of blazing swords that filled the air like a swarm of celestial blades. They descended upon the demon leader before him in a relentless barrage.

The demon countered by creating a shield of corrupted energy that deflected the swords, sending flashes of dark purple light across the field. Arthur’s control tightened, and the number of swords increased as he tried to overwhelm his opponent with sheer precision.

The demon roared and launched counterstrikes with his claws, tearing through several blades, but Arthur maintained pressure, driving the demon backward.

Daniel faced another demon leader whose body was covered in heavy armor-like scales. The demon released a corrosive red mist that attempted to melt everything it touched. Daniel answered by unleashing waves of black flames that devoured the mist entirely. Their clash became a violent struggle between the corrosive power of the demon and the devouring nature of Daniel’s dark fire.

Each time the demon charged with brute force, Daniel twisted his flames into a spiral that wrapped around the demon and burned his scales. The demon retaliated by firing energy blasts that tore holes through the ground, forcing Daniel to shift and move with rapid speed. Despite the even struggle, Daniel maintained an eerie smile, enjoying the battle as his flames intensified with every passing moment.

Michael confronted a demon leader who specialized in explosive physical strength. The demon leaped toward him with shocking speed, tearing the ground apart beneath his feet. Michael’s spear met him midway, and lightning erupted at the point of collision.

The demon’s fists struck with enough force to send thunder rolling across the battlefield, while Michael redirected the attacks with graceful efficiency. Each spear thrust generated waves of lightning that wrapped around the demon’s limbs, slowing his movements little by little.

The demon resisted fiercely, breaking through the lightning whenever he found an opening, but Michael’s spear art allowed him to steadily take control of the fight. The exchanges became faster, and sparks filled the air as the two moved in blurring patterns.

Chris and Christine worked together against the remaining two demon leaders. The demons attempted to flank them from both sides, but the twins had fought together far too long to be caught so easily.

Chris unleashed a surge of freezing wind that spread across the battlefield, slowing the demon movements and coating the ground in a thick layer of frost. Christine followed immediately with a wave of intense fire that crashed into the frozen patch, causing rapid expansion and violent explosions of steam and heat.

The two demons countered with their own elemental attacks, releasing dark fire and corrupted wind to resist the twins’ coordinated strikes. The battlefield trembled under their combined force, and the clash turned into a fierce back-and-forth exchange where every movement needed perfect timing.

Chris supported Christine by freezing incoming demonic attacks, allowing her to send waves of fire that forced their enemies into defensive positions.

All five fights unfolded with equal intensity. The demon leaders were powerful and skilled, matching the humans in strength, speed, and experience. The clash was evenly balanced for several long minutes, with neither side able to secure a clear advantage. The air vibrated with shockwaves, and the sealed space echoed with thunderous collisions of power.

”They are evenly matched.” Max noticed after observing their battle. ”But not for long.”

And as he expected, the balance began to lean.

Arthur’s swords became sharper as he refined his technique mid-battle, and his control over the sword formations tightened enough to pierce through the demon leader’s defenses. Daniel’s black flames grew stronger each time he clashed with the demon, eventually breaking through the corrosive mist that had been protecting his enemy.

Michael finally cornered his opponent with a barrage of lightning thrusts that wrapped around the demon’s limbs, bringing him to a halt before Michael’s final strike pierced through his chest.

Chris and Christine intensified their elemental fusion until their ice and fire combined into a devastating spiral that smashed directly into the demons they faced. One demon fell first, unable to resist the rapid shifts in temperature that tore his body apart. The second demon followed soon after, overwhelmed by the continuous alternation between freezing winds and blazing flames.

One by one, the demon leaders fell.

Arthur’s sword pierced through the chest of his opponent. Daniel’s flames consumed the demon he faced until nothing remained. Michael’s spear ended his fight with clean finality. Chris and Christine stood victorious over their defeated enemies, their breathing heavy but steady.

The five humans hovered in the sky, covered in sweat and battle marks, but their eyes burned with triumph. They had faced the strongest demon elites present on the battlefield and emerged victorious through strength, teamwork, and determination.

Victor and Seraphina watched from a distance with satisfied smiles, knowing the five had earned their victory through sheer will and skill.

The battlefield was finally theirs.

”Kill the remaining demons scattered around the battlefield,” Victor commanded as he surveyed the field with sharp, unwavering eyes. His voice carried clearly across the devastated terrain, leaving no room for hesitation or doubt.

The moment his order was spoken, the members of the seven squads sprang into motion. Their exhaustion from the earlier engagements mattered little now. Victory was already within reach, and none of them intended to allow even a single demon to escape the battlefield alive.

The human geniuses spread out across the terrain, moving swiftly through the shattered ground and lingering smoke. The battlefield had grown quiet in comparison to the earlier chaos, yet faint sounds of struggling demons still echoed from different corners of the sealed space.

Some demons attempted to hide among the broken rocks or beneath the mounds of fallen bodies, while others fled desperately in the opposite direction, hoping to reach the boundary of the battlefield.

However, every demon soon realized that the sealed space created by Max allowed no path of escape. No matter where they ran, they found themselves trapped within an invisible wall that forced them to turn back toward their hunters.

One squad after another swiftly located these terrified fugitives. The demons who attempted to hide were discovered through sensory techniques or sharp detection skills. Some were dragged out from beneath piles of rubble, while others were forced from makeshift shelters formed by broken terrain.

Their attempts at deception were futile. The human geniuses cut through them with decisive strikes that left no room for resistance. Flames, lightning, ice, shadow, and sword light filled the scattered corners of the battlefield as each demon met its end at the hands of those who had been trained to fight without pause.

Even those demons who still attempted to flee were met with swift and brutal retribution. Some were cut down by Arthur’s floating swords before they could take a second step. Others were frozen in place by Chris’s chilling wind and then struck by Christine’s erupting flames.

Several were dragged into Daniel’s black flames before they could even scream. Michael’s lightning spears pinned many of them to the ground, and Victor’s overwhelming physical strength crushed the last desperate survivors with forceful blows that left craters in the battlefield.

It did not take long for the scattered remnants of the demon army to be wiped out completely. The humans moved methodically, ensuring that nothing capable of harming humanity was left alive.

Minutes passed, and the once chaotic battlefield grew silent once more. The dust settled slowly over the countless demon corpses that littered the ground, marking the end of the small demon army that had dared to approach them.

When not a single demon remained breathing, the geniuses returned to their squad leaders with steady, composed expressions. Their bodies bore fresh scars and exhaustion, yet their eyes carried the certainty of victory. They had fought fiercely, and now the battlefield belonged entirely to them.

The demon incursion had been crushed, leaving nothing behind but silence and the lingering presence of the humans who had stood their ground and triumphed.