Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Chapter 1250  Into the Tower of Truth

Max and Lucien both nodded. The leadersʼ calmness was not born from ignorance but from preparation.

The recent surge in human power after the Heavenly Lord Secret Domain had shifted the balance of this war significantly. Dozens of human geniuses had returned from that place with strength rivaling the Divine Rank pinnacle—strength that had previously taken thousands of years to cultivate. Their rise had fortified every major human force.

The Middle Domain was no longer the fragile battlefield it had been months ago. It now held warriors who could stand against demons who once felt undefeatable. This sudden increase in strength had pushed the demon race into an uneasy silence, one that was now more ominous than before.

Max nodded and said quietly, ”Then we will go. Be prepared for anything.”

”Always,” Aden replied.

The others nodded as well—Alexander Draconis of the Azure Dragon God Nation, the White Tiger Nationʼs lord, the Black Tortoise Nationʼs leader, Lady Divine, President William, Emperor Hermes, the Obsidian Orderʼs mysterious master, and the heads of the Seven Overlord Forces. Their faces reflected a mixture of pressure and determination. But none of them faltered.

Every human power, every protective formation, every ward, and every battle plan was already in place. The world had come to this point, and there was no turning back.

Max exchanged a final look with Lucien. Both understood what the next moments would bring. The unsealing of the second soul would be the beginning of the final confrontation with Mark, and the consequences of awakening that fragment of his existence would shake the world to its core.

Without another word, the two disappeared from the shore and stepped toward the Tower of Truth, leaving behind a world that held its breath.

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As the two of them descended through the sky toward the jagged peak of the Tower of Truth, Lucien kept his gaze fixed on the structure. His brows remained slightly furrowed, as though he were attempting to look far beyond the tower itself into what lay ahead. ”Once the second fragment of his soul is unsealed, Mark will sense it immediately,” he said in a quiet tone that carried more weight than volume. ”He will come here without hesitation. And the moment that happens, he may begin to suspect everything we are doing. Our plan might be exposed before we can move to the next step.”

Max listened without interrupting, and when Lucien finished, a small confident smile tugged at his lips. He didnʼt appear worried in the slightest. Instead he looked almost amused by Lucienʼs concern. ”I already have a plan for that,” Max said calmly.

Lucien turned to him with clear interest. ”What plan?”

Max leaned closer, lowered his voice so only Lucien could hear, and explained everything in a few slow sentences.

By the time Max stepped back, Lucienʼs expression had changed noticeably. A faint spark of admiration lit his eyes, accompanied by genuine surprise. ”That is a very good plan, Max,” he admitted without hesitation. ”Itʼs clever and dangerous at the same time. You are striking two different targets with a single action.”

Max grinned. ”I know. Sometimes I impress myself.”

Lucien shook his head with a quiet laugh, though his eyes held a seriousness that didnʼt fade. Maxʼs plan was bold, but boldness was exactly what they needed when dealing with Mark.

The slightest mistake would doom the world, yet hesitation would doom it all the same.

Max understood this, and that confidence, that ability to see opportunity in danger, was the very reason Lucien trusted him more than anyone else in this war.

By then they had already reached the highest point of the Tower of Truth, where the cold winds of the Lost Continent howled in deep echoes. The towering stone peak pulsed faintly with ancient runes.

This place was the oldest section of the tower, constructed with laws that had been lost since ancient times. Even Lucien had never been able to access this area on his own despite being one of the most powerful beings in the world.

Max lifted his right hand and extended his palm toward the peak. Right away the stone beneath his hand glowed in response, shifting like liquid metal under his touch. A deep circular pattern of runes awakened, and a portal formed before them in a swirling ripple of golden light.

Lucien did not look surprised. He had already known Max had an authority within the Tower of Truth that no other mortal possessed. He had even seen Max almost step into the very chamber where Markʼs fragment had been sealed back when Max wasnʼt even an Expert Rank cultivator.

That memory alone made it clear that the tower recognized Max as something far beyond the level of an ordinary human. In truth, neither Lucien nor others fully understood the extent of Maxʼs connection to this place.

Entering through the portal, Max and Lucien arrived at the secret chamber of the Tower of Truth.

Lucien scanned the chamber with narrowed eyes, stretching his senses as far as he could. The area was completely bland and empty with blue colored tiles spread everywhere.

Although he was one of the strongest beings in Acaris, the depths of this place remained beyond his reach. ”Do you know its exact location?” he asked quietly. ”The tower is enormous even in the physical sense. But the sealed fragment… I cannot sense anything at all.”

Max shook his head, though he didnʼt look discouraged. ”I can feel that it is somewhere inside the tower, but I cannot pinpoint the exact location. It is hidden behind layers of authority and laws that refuse to reveal themselves to anyone but the original owner of the seal. Even I cannot see through them directly.” He paused for a moment, then added, ”But I think I know how to reach it. Give me a moment.”

Lucien stood back as Max stepped toward the center of the chamber. His posture changed subtly, becoming sharper, more focused. He reached into his dimensional storage and retrieved something he almost never allowed anyone to see.

A sword.

But not just any sword.