Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Chapter 327: Meeting Envoy Lucas

With a deep breath, Max deactivated the Infernal Demon Tattoo. The forcefield of dark energy surrounding him shimmered for a moment before dissipating into nothing, leaving only faint ripples in the air.

”Letʼs go,” he said, turning toward the distance. ”I can feel it… Alice isnʼt far from here.”

Blob gave a nod and hovered silently behind him.

But they hadnʼt taken more than a few steps before Max froze.

He didnʼt say anything at first.

His body stiffened, his eyes narrowing, gaze locked on a patch of thick gray fog ahead. A strange stillness blanketed the air, the kind that came before something happened.

The Blob immediately sensed the shift and halted as well, his usual carefree expression turning serious.

Maxʼs voice rang out, low and firm. ”Come out. The fog may conceal your figure—but I can feel you. Someoneʼs there.”

There was a pause.

Then, a chuckle.

”Hehe… truly deserving to be called the strongest genius of the Valora Continent.”

A figure stepped through the fog.

Envoy Lucas.

Maxʼs eyes widened slightly in surprise. ”Sir Envoy? What are you doing here?”

Lucas gave a light shake of the head, his expression calm and composed. ”A storm of infernal energy blew through the area. We were all separated.” He glanced at Max and then at Blob. ”It seems you were split from your squad as well.”

Max nodded slowly, feigning disappointment. ”Yeah… an infernal being attacked us. We ran in different directions… and I got lost.”

His voice carried a perfect tone of frustration and helplessness. A practiced mask.

Lucas smiled gently. ”No need to worry. With me here, Iʼll take you straight back to your team.”

Max gave a small sigh of relief, nodding gratefully. ”Then Iʼll thank Sir Envoy in advance.”

He pointed toward the east, where Aliceʼs presence tugged faintly at his senses. ”I came from that direction. My squad should be nearby. Letʼs head there.”

Lucas nodded, still smiling. ”Of course. Just walk beside me. Everything will be fine.”

Max stepped forward, a polite smile on his face.

Blob floated behind silently, his small form unusually still.

The three moved forward—but the moment Max reached Lucasʼs side…

It happened.

With lightning speed, Lucasʼs arm shot out, fingers curved like claws, reaching for Maxʼs throat.

But just before contact—

Max vanished.

A flicker of light.

And then, he reappeared a few meters away, his posture steady, eyes sharp.

”Sir Envoy,” Max said, his eyes wide, ”what are you doing?”

Lucas blinked.

Then smiled again—wider this time.

”I see… youʼve gotten stronger,” he said, voice low, almost admiring. ”Youʼve stepped into the Adept Rank. Impressive.”

He raised both hands slowly, feigning innocence. ”I was simply testing your reflexes. Wanted to see how youʼd react to a surprise strike. You did well.”

Max gave a short, humorless laugh. ”Did I?”

The smile vanished from his face. His gaze sharpened.

”Cut the bullshit,” he said, voice hard. ”Your intentions arenʼt good, Sir Envoy. Donʼt pretend otherwise.”

For a moment, the fog thickened between them, a tension humming in the air like a drawn blade.

And Max didnʼt miss the flicker of malice in Lucasʼs eyes.

”What do you mean?” Envoy Lucas asked, tilting his head as though genuinely confused. ”I was simply testing your reflexes—nothing more,” he added with a casual shrug, his voice smooth as silk.

Max let out a slow, disappointed sigh, his gaze cold.

”You know,” he said quietly, ”I actually thought you were different. I really did.”

His tone dropped lower, cutting deeper. ”But in the end, youʼre just like the rest of them. Either after my treasures… or after my life.”

Lucasʼs feigned politeness dropped like a shattered mask.

His lips twisted into a sneer.

”Well, can you blame me?” he said, eyes gleaming with greed. ”Everything about you is worth stealing—your potential, your power, your secrets… and the treasures youʼve gathered on the way.”

Maxʼs eyes turned to ice.

”So, youʼve been planning this from the start,” he said, his voice like a blade in the dark.

Lucas chuckled darkly. ”You catch on quick.”

He took a slow step forward, the fog curling around his figure like coiled snakes.

”Ever since I saw your fights against the top geniuses of the Valora Continent, I knew something about you didnʼt make sense,” Lucas said, his tone turning sinister. ”You were only Level 7 of the Apprentice Rank, and yet you were outmatching people at the peak of Adept Rank. Thatʼs not talent—thatʼs unnatural.”

His smile widened.

”And then came your battle against the Lost Continentʼs finest… That sealed it. No normal genius could do what you did. Not even with a monstrous bloodline.”

Max remained silent, expression unreadable.

Lucas went on, voice curling with venom. ”But I couldnʼt make a move then. Not with the Black Lotus Guild and Phoenix Order guild backing you… and certainly not with all eyes watching. So I waited. I watched. I took my time.”

His eyes darkened. ”And then, you volunteered. You wanted to join the exploration team of the Mourning Depths. Walked right into my reach.”

He chuckled. ”Thatʼs when I decided to act. You should know anything happening to anyone here is their own problem. Nobody is blamed for anyoneʼs death. And if I killed you here then nobody would know it was me. They would thought some infernal beings killed you.”

Max stared at him, face devoid of emotion. But inside, a storm churned.

At first, he hadnʼt suspected anything. Lucas had always acted with grace and patience—he wore the mask of a man with purpose and loyalty.

But that had been before.

Before Aurelia stabbed him in the back.

Before he realized how fragile trust really was.

Since that day, he never dropped his guard around anyone—not even Alice. He couldnʼt afford to. Not here. Not now.

He had no room for naïve hope. Only survival.

Then—

Suddenly, the earth beneath Maxʼs feet trembled.

A suffocating pressure descended like a mountain crashing from the sky. The air itself grew heavy, thick with invisible weight.

Maxʼs body tensed instinctively.

He used his Level 3 Lightning Aura along with level 3 Flame Aura but they were crushed the moment they took form around his body.

His breathing hitched.

Then—he understood.

His eyes sharpened.

”A… Concept,” he muttered, his voice laced with alarm.

”Yes,” Envoy Lucas said, his sneer widening as the very earth seemed to tremble beneath his feet. ”A Level 1 Concept of Earth.”

His voice was cold and sharp, vibrating with power.

”I didnʼt want to use a concept here,” he admitted, glancing at the heavy fog thickening around them. ”Itʼs bound to attract infernal beings. But I suppose Iʼm helpless in the face of someone like you.”

His gaze locked onto Max, and for a brief moment, something primal flickered in his eyes—hunger.

Maxʼs face darkened. He didnʼt speak. Instead, with a small wave of his hand, he gestured toward Blob—and in an instant, the floating spirit vanished into a pocket of space, tucked away safely inside Maxʼs Spirit Dimension.

But Lucas saw it.

And his greed only deepened.

That single motion told him everything: Max wasnʼt just strong—he was dangerous, mysterious, and filled with secrets the world had never seen.

Suddenly, the fog around them thickened—not just dense, but heavy, as if it had turned almost liquid. The air warped with tension.

Then came Blobʼs voice, echoing faintly into Maxʼs ear from the dimension.

”Max, I sense it… Many infernal beings are heading this way. That concept stirred them. You need to leave. Now.”