Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1279 Squad Leaders' Battle

Arthur initiated the assault. He manifested a formation of incinerating swords that crowded the sky like a swarm of divine blades, raining down upon the demon general in a relentless torrent.

The demon met the attack by conjuring a barrier of tainted energy. Dark purple flashes flickered across the ground as the swords were deflected. Arthur’s focus sharpened, and the density of his blades multiplied as he sought to crush his foe through absolute precision.

With a ferocious roar, the demon struck back with his claws, shattering several of the blades. However, Arthur kept up the momentum, forcing the demonic entity to retreat step by step.

Meanwhile, Daniel confronted a different demon leader whose skin was plated in thick, armored scales. A corrosive crimson mist erupted from the demon, threatening to dissolve everything in its path. Daniel countered by releasing surges of black flames that swallowed the mist whole. Their duel transformed into a brutal conflict between the demon’s acidic power and the ravenous nature of Daniel’s dark fire.

Every time the demon attempted a brute-force charge, Daniel manipulated his flames into a spiral, ensnaring the beast and scorching its scales. The demon fought back with energy beams that gouged holes into the earth, forcing Daniel to maneuver with extreme agility. Despite the intensity of the stalemate, a chilling smile remained on Daniel’s face; he was relishing the combat as his flames grew more ferocious by the second.

Michael engaged a demon leader who utilized explosive physical might. The demon lunged with terrifying velocity, shattering the ground as he propelled himself forward. Michael’s spear intercepted the charge mid-air, causing lightning to explode at the point of impact.

Thunder echoed across the war-torn field from the force of the demon’s fists, yet Michael parried and redirected the strikes with fluid grace. Each thrust of his spear sent ripples of lightning through the demon’s body, gradually paralyzing its limbs.

The demon fought with desperation, shattering the lightning whenever a gap appeared, but Michael’s superior spear art allowed him to slowly dictate the flow of the battle. The exchange of blows accelerated into a blur of motion and flying sparks.

Chris and Christine teamed up to face the final two demon leaders. The demons tried to pin them from two sides, but the twins possessed a level of coordination born from years of fighting together that made such tactics useless.

A blast of freezing wind from Chris swept across the area, slowing the demons’ reflexes and covering the earth in thick frost. Immediately following, Christine unleashed a tide of fierce fire that slammed into the frozen ground, triggering violent expansions of steam and heat.

The two demons retaliated with their own dark fire and corrupted winds to withstand the twins' synchronized assault. The earth groaned under the weight of their combined power, turning the fight into a high-stakes exchange where a single mistimed move could be fatal.

By freezing incoming demonic spells, Chris provided the necessary opening for Christine to launch fire waves that kept their enemies on the defensive.

All five duels raged with peak intensity. These demon leaders were formidable warriors, matching the humans in speed, power, and combat experience. For several minutes, the scales remained perfectly balanced, with no clear victor in sight. Shockwaves vibrated through the air, and the sealed domain thundered with the sound of colliding powers.

"They are at a deadlock," Max observed while watching the carnage. "But that is about to change."

Just as he predicted, the momentum began to shift.

Arthur’s swords grew sharper as his technique evolved in the heat of battle, and his mastery over the formations finally pierced the demon leader's guard. Daniel’s black flames intensified with every clash, eventually incinerating the corrosive mist that had served as the demon's shield.

Michael finally trapped his foe behind a wall of lightning thrusts. The electricity bound the demon’s limbs, holding him stationary just long enough for Michael’s spear to drive straight through his heart.

Chris and Christine pushed their elemental fusion to the limit, merging ice and fire into a catastrophic spiral that slammed into their targets. The first demon collapsed, his body torn apart by the extreme, rapid shifts in temperature. The second demon fell shortly after, unable to endure the relentless cycle of freezing gales and scorching heat.

One by one, the elite demons were extinguished.

Arthur’s blade found its mark in his opponent's chest. Daniel’s fire left nothing of his foe but ash. Michael ended his duel with a clean, lethal strike. Standing over their fallen enemies, Chris and Christine breathed heavily, their victory secured.

The five humans remained suspended in the air, drenched in sweat and marked by battle, yet their eyes shone with the fire of triumph. They had overcome the most elite demons on the field through sheer power and perfect teamwork.

From a distance, Victor and Seraphina watched with approval, recognizing that the five had earned this win through their own strength and resolve.

The battlefield was now under their control.

"Eliminate the survivors scattered across the field," Victor ordered, his sharp eyes scanning the terrain. His command rang out across the ruined landscape, firm and absolute.

The members of the seven squads moved instantly upon hearing his voice. Their fatigue was forgotten; victory was in their grasp, and they had no intention of letting a single demon crawl away.

The human geniuses fanned out, moving through the smoke and debris. Though the massive chaos had subsided, the sounds of whimpering demons still drifted from the corners of the sealed space.

Some monsters tried to hide beneath the piles of corpses or behind jagged rocks, while others ran toward the horizon in a desperate bid for freedom.

However, the demons quickly discovered that Max’s sealed space was an inescapable cage. No matter which direction they fled, they struck an invisible barrier that forced them back toward their executioners.

Squad by squad, the terrified stragglers were hunted down. Those attempting to hide were flushed out by sensory techniques and keen detection. Some were pulled from the rubble, while others were forced out of the shadows of the broken earth.

Their deceptions were useless. The human geniuses ended them with clinical efficiency. Light from swords, lightning, fire, and shadows illuminated the dark corners of the battlefield as every remaining demon was put to the sword.

Even the fastest runners met a brutal end. Arthur’s flying swords cut many down before they could gain any distance. Others were rooted in place by Chris’s frost before being vaporized by Christine’s flames.

Daniel’s black fire dragged several into oblivion before they could even let out a cry. Michael’s lightning spears pinned fugitives to the earth, and Victor’s massive physical power pulverized the final survivors, leaving nothing but craters behind.

It didn't take long for the remnants of the demonic host to be completely eradicated. The humans worked with methodical precision, ensuring no threat to humanity remained.

As the minutes passed, silence returned to the once-chaotic plain. Dust settled over the field of demonic remains, signaling the total destruction of the army that had challenged them.

With no demons left alive, the geniuses regrouped with their leaders, their expressions calm and steady. Though exhausted and scarred, their eyes held the quiet confidence of victors. The battlefield was entirely theirs.

The demonic invasion had been utterly crushed, leaving behind only the silence of the dead and the triumphant presence of the humans who had held the line.