Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1286 Strong Demon Kings!

"Die!" A thunderous roar from the four demon kings caused the spatial dome to tremble as they initiated a simultaneous assault.

The loss of Balthazar, their most gifted pupil whom they had raised to eventually eclipse their own power, sparked a fury so potent it distorted the very air.

Their murderous intent surged like a massive tidal wave, their movements executed with terrifying synchronization. Grief for Balthazar combined with a burning hatred for Max, manifesting a lethal aura that caused the surrounding space to shudder.

Reacting with superior speed, the first demon king slammed his feet into the fractured earth with a sound like a thunderclap. The ground buckled beneath him, leaving a massive crater as he launched himself forward like a released spring. His heavy frame tore through the atmosphere with explosive momentum, shattering the terrain in his wake.

He materialized before Max in an instant, his power erupting upon arrival. Violent waves of the fifth level concept of strength radiated from his form. Muscles bulging with ruinous energy, he pulled back his arm and unleashed a punch capable of grinding mountains into dust.

Max's reflexes were lightning-fast. With a fluid motion, he transferred the sword from his right hand to his left. His right fist tightened as he channeled every drop of Draconic Essence within his body, concentrating it into a single counter-strike.

For a fleeting second, draconic scales shimmered beneath his skin as primal draconic might flooded his arm. As the demon king's fist plummeted toward him, Max met the blow head-on, throwing a punch with his entire strength.

Bang.

The collision was monumental. The earth beneath their feet disintegrated, forming a crater that expanded as the two opposing forces struggled. Shockwaves radiated outward, rattling the entire spatial prison.

A volcanic plume of dust and rubble erupted into the sky. The sheer destructive energy bleeding from the clash vaporized everything nearby. A moment later, a figure was sent hurtling across the dome at incredible speed, leaving a long wake of devastation in the air.

It was Max.

Projected backward like a projectile, only his sharp instincts prevented him from crashing into the barrier. He plunged his sword into the cracked ground with his left hand, using the blade as an anchor to kill his momentum.

The sword shrieked against the broken earth, throwing sparks in every direction until Max finally ground to a halt. He stood there, chest heaving, his hand trembling slightly from the sheer magnitude of the force he had just blocked.

"Such incredible power..." Max whispered, his eyes wide with shock. He had anticipated strength from the demon kings, but this exceeded his expectations. That single blow had nearly crushed his arm. The raw violence behind the strike far surpassed anything the peak Divine Rank demons he had previously faced could muster. This was an entirely different league.

However, as he regained his breath and analyzed the situation, the reason became clear. These demon kings were not native to the mortal realm. They were entities from the Divine Realm, beings who had existed long enough to master higher laws. Within the mortal realm, where power ceilings imposed limits, the fifth level concept was the absolute peak they could display. It was not surprising they had reached it; it was inevitable.

Max tightened his hold on his weapon. This realization brought a sense of focus rather than dread. He had already braced himself for a difficult struggle. These were warriors who had survived battles against divine beasts. Even with their full power suppressed, they remained exceptionally lethal.

Still, Max did not retreat. His gaze turned cold as the remaining three demon kings closed the distance, their veins boiling with murderous intent.

Max regulated his breathing while the four demon kings repositioned themselves for a joint strike. His Three Dimensional Body tracked their every action effortlessly, recording muscle twitches, aura shifts, and intent. To him, time seemed to decelerate, allowing his senses to deconstruct the battlefield with total precision.

He scanned the four demons, identifying the unique concepts bleeding from each of them.

The first demon king was a vessel for the fifth level concept of strength, his body humming with raw destruction. The second demon king displayed a similar pressure, but his aura fluctuated with rapid, erratic pulses, signaling his mastery over the fifth level concept of speed.

The third demon king was shrouded in a swallowing gloom, indicating his command over the fifth level concept of darkness. The fourth demon king, conversely, emitted a bizarre, twisted aura. Max couldn't immediately categorize it, making the fourth one the most unpredictable threat.

Choosing not to be caught by surprise, Max decided to strike the second demon king first—the master of speed. Removing him would greatly reduce the chaos of the fight.

"Die!" the four demon kings bellowed in unison. Their collective killing intent exploded, filling the spatial dome with a pressure so dense the air felt like it was shrinking. Their forms blurred as they converged on Max with lethal intent.

Despite the incoming onslaught, Max remained composed. The sight of four ancient demon kings charging him did not break his focus. He simply exhaled and tapped into the Storm King's inheritance.

Crimson lightning suddenly flickered around him, enveloping his body in a storm of sparking energy. The aura of Extreme Speed flooded his system, warping the space around him. In a flash, he vanished from the demon kings' sight, leaving the spot where he had stood empty.

He materialized directly in front of the second demon king, his sword raised and glowing with the intensity of a thunderbolt. With one swift movement, Max executed the Heaven Piercing Thunderclap Sword.

Bang.

The blow sent the second demon king flying like a high-velocity missile. His massive frame plowed through the earth, sliding across the ruined stone until he slammed into the far wall of the spatial dome.

Yet, despite the power of the attack, the demon king stood back up. Max watched in disbelief, seeing only a shallow cut across the demon's chest. A sword technique bolstered by Extreme Speed should have cleaved through almost any defense, but it had barely managed to break the skin.