Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Chapter 1312  A Plan

”Do not worry too much,” Jim said with a faint smile, sensing the tension in the air. ”Even if that blood has grown a form of intelligence, it will not truly be of any help to the crownbearer. It is still bound by the crown and limited by its own incomplete nature.”

”That is something I sincerely hope for,” Max replied quietly. At this point, everything that could be done had already been done. The crown was secured, the truth had been revealed, and the final path was clear. All that remained was to leave the secret domain, return the crown and the remaining fragments of the soul to Mark, and then put an end to him once and for all. After that, Max could finally ascend without any lingering regrets or unfinished business tied to this world.

It sounded simple when reduced to words, yet Max knew better than anyone that simplicity did not mean ease. Still, he repeated it to himself like an anchor. It is a simple plan. We just need to kill Mark.

With that thought in mind, Max turned toward Lucien, his gaze sharpening. ”Lucien,” he said slowly, ”are you truly a being of this world?”

Lucien was clearly taken aback by the sudden question. He looked at Max with a mix of surprise and confusion. ”I am,” he answered after a brief pause. ”Why would you suddenly ask something like that?”

”Because you are an anomaly,” Max replied honestly, his tone neither accusatory nor hostile. ”Your growth makes no sense by normal standards. You did almost nothing, yet you reached the peak of Divine Rank as if the world itself pushed you forward. To me, it feels like a joke played by fate. That kind of growth makes me wonder whether your origin is truly here or if it lies somewhere else.”

He took a step closer, his eyes unwavering. ”Do not take this as an offense. I am simply not willing to take unnecessary risks at this stage. If your origin were not this world, and you were the one to deliver the final blow to Mark, then everything we have done so far would be meaningless. You know that as well as I do.”

Lucienʼs expression slowly turned solemn. The faint humor he often carried vanished, replaced by quiet certainty. ”I understand your concern,” he said seriously. ”But you do not need to doubt my origin. I am a being of this world. I was born here. I have lived here all my life. This world is my home, and I have no connection to any other realm.”

Max studied him for a long moment before nodding. ”I hope that is true.”

His concern was not unfounded. Lucienʼs existence defied logic in too many ways. To possess Divine Rank strength at an age that should not even allow cultivation to begin was absurd by any known standard. If Lucien were not from the Divine Realm, then what was he? And yet, despite the doubts gnawing at him, Max chose to trust his judgment for now.

After all, the final battle was still ahead, and there would be no room for uncertainty once it began.

”All right, we are leaving this secret domain,” Max said at last as he turned and walked out of the hall.

With the crown now fully restricted by his own fifth level concept of space, no trace of evil energy leaked into the surroundings anymore. The oppressive pressure that had plagued the Celestial Beast Temple receded completely, and the path out felt strangely calm compared to the horrors they had faced inside. Max led the way without delay, and before long, they emerged safely from the temple and back into the open space before its entrance.

The moment Freya saw Max step out while carrying a spherical forcefield that contained the dark red crown and the sword, she understood that their objective inside the temple had been completed. Her gaze shifted immediately to the shadowy figures and the young man following behind him, her expression filled with confusion and surprise.

”Are they…?” Freya began, her voice trailing off as she tried to process what she was seeing.

Max did not let the confusion linger. ”They are the Four Divine Beasts,” he said calmly. ”You can think of them as remnants rather than their full selves. And this is Jim. He is the one who fought Mark in the past and sealed him when killing him was impossible.”

He continued in a steady tone. ”They will be helping us in the battle against Mark.”

Freya took a deep breath and nodded slowly as she absorbed the information. ”Do you already have a plan to fight him?” she asked.

”I do,” Max replied, then paused and turned his attention toward everyone gathered outside the temple. His voice carried clearly across the space. ”Everyone, enter the Life Space Rings. From this point onward, we are heading into our final battle against Mark. If we win, then this world will finally be free. If we fail, I will make sure that I survive so that all of you can continue to live.”

The elders and the geniuses exchanged brief looks before nodding solemnly. None of them tried to argue or protest. They all understood the gravity of the situation. This was a decisive moment, and hesitation would only bring disaster. One by one, they entered the Life Space Rings without a word.

Once that was done, Max turned back to the remaining figures. Every single one of them would be directly involved in the battle to come.

”Only Lucien and I will reveal ourselves to Mark at first,” Max said as he looked at them. ”We will draw him out and try to injure him as severely as possible. Once he is weakened, Big Sis, you will strike with your strongest sneak attack. After that, the Four Divine Beasts and Jim will move in together.”

His gaze sharpened as he finished. ”The final blow must be delivered by someone from this world and that is Lucien. That strike will kill Mark once and for all.”

It was a straightforward plan, born not from overconfidence but from necessity. There was no room for complexity, no space for hesitation. It was the most effective strategy Max could devise, and now, with everything prepared, all that remained was to see whether fate would allow it to succeed.