Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1293 The Final Meeting

"What is the status of the preparations for the Celestial Beast Temple?" Max inquired, pivoting the discussion the moment he sensed the atmosphere in the hall growing heavy. His voice remained calm, steering the various leaders away from the grim reflections of the past and toward their immediate objectives.

"Everything is ready," Freya answered, maintaining her composure despite the lingering tension. "The opening of the Four God Nation's secret domain is fully prepared. The Celestial Beast Temple resides within that realm, and we have stabilized the access tunnels. We are ready to enter whenever you give the word."

"Excellent," Max replied, nodding slightly. "The demon threat in Acaris is no longer a concern. I have dispatched someone to deal with them, and the entire world will be purged of their presence shortly."

His gaze sharpened as he went on. "In truth, our entry into the secret domain of the Four God Nation must happen without delay. Upon my return from Nullaria, I perceived that the red cloud has already begun its expansion into the other territories of the Middle Domain."

Hermes leaned forward, his face clouding over. "It is not just the neighboring lands; every region linked to the Middle Domain is showing signs of its arrival. We attempted various tactics to dissipate or weaken the red cloud. From concentrated elemental strikes to domain suppression, nothing worked. The cloud simply absorbed our techniques and grew more powerful. Every effort we made was utterly futile."

Max’s scowl intensified as he processed this. The red cloud represented a far greater peril than he had first imagined. If its growth remained unchecked, it threatened to consume the continent and the entire realm beyond. This was a crisis that demanded his full attention.

"What of the contingency?" Max asked with authority. "Have the humans been successfully relocated into the rings?"

President William rose from his chair and offered a grave nod. "The task is complete. Every soul, from both the Lower and Middle Domains, has been placed within the Life Space Rings you provided. For the time being, they are out of danger. Even if the world outside is devoured by the red cloud, the people will remain safe within those pocket dimensions."

A wave of relief washed over the assembly, though it did little to banish the underlying anxiety. The red cloud was an anomaly—unstoppable by normal means and expanding at a pace that defied their predictions. Protecting the populace was merely the opening move. Now, they had to face the source.

Max scanned the faces of the leaders, his eyes unwavering. The groundwork was laid. The civilians were secure. The demons were being wiped out. Only one path remained.

The Celestial Beast Temple.

Whatever truths were hidden behind its doors were now within reach.

"I propose that we breach the secret domain of the Four God Nation in one week," Max announced, having weighed all the factors presented. His tone was resolute, leaving no room for doubt. "As for the roster of those entering the secret domain, I leave that to your discretion. Select warriors who will not waver when the temple’s trials begin."

He looked around the room, ensuring the leaders understood that the responsibility of this choice rested with them. The Four God Nation and its allies had to commit to this path of their own volition, as whatever occurred within that ancient space would inevitably transform the global balance of power.

Lucien signaled for attention by raising his hand. "What of the Demon General?" he asked, his worry evident. "We are all aware that if the Demon General descends upon Acaris, the world will descend into chaotic ruin before we can even react. Do we need to brace for that?"

Max shook his head, a faint smile appearing on his lips. "That is no longer a threat," he stated with certainty. "Our journey to Nullaria was perfectly timed. Had we been even slightly later, the Demon General’s summoning would have been finalized, plunging this world into a catastrophe we could not hope to defeat together. However, the ritual is now impossible to complete. The essential demon kings have been slain, and their ranks cannot be replenished. The Demon General is a worry of the past."

Lucien’s shoulders dropped as he exhaled slowly. "That is a relief," he said, his sentiment shared by many others in the hall.

The shadow of the Demon General had hung over the continent like a gathering storm. Learning that the threat had been neutralized brought a sense of lightness to the room, even if the road ahead was still fraught with difficulty.

The gathered leaders looked at one another, understanding how much hung on their upcoming choices. The revelations regarding the divine beasts, the crownbearer’s fall, the spreading red cloud, and the latent power of the Celestial Beast Temple had shifted the stakes entirely.

The secret domain was no longer just a place for inheritances; it was the final battlefield for the world's survival.

"I don't believe we have the time to sit around debating who will take on Mark once his other two souls are returned," Max said, cutting through the brief moment of peace. His voice was heavy with a seriousness that made the leaders sit upright. "I had a short run-in with him in Nullaria. In that moment, I felt his killing intent clearly. He is fully committed to ending my life the second he recovers his peak power. There will be no talking him down; there is no path to peace."

A thick silence filled the hall as Max’s warning took hold. The prospect of fighting a fully empowered crownbearer was terrifying even to the elite. Mark had been the chosen guardian of Acaris, an entity appointed by the heavens themselves.

His corruption had turned him into an adversary of unimaginable scale. Reclaiming his lost soul fragments would return him to a state of power that none of them had ever witnessed.

Max continued with cold focus. "Therefore, I will be the one to engage Mark directly."

Max then looked toward his sister. "Sis," he said, his voice softening slightly while remaining grave. "You must be the one to strike when Mark is at his most vulnerable. I will exhaust him until he reaches a breaking point where he can no longer maintain his form. That is your window. Your strike must be so devastating that he cannot recover. Your timing has to be flawless."

She gave a slow nod, acknowledging the massive responsibility Max was placing on her shoulders.

Max’s expression turned grim as he addressed the table once more. "Even after that, we will require someone to deliver the finishing blow. That individual must possess immense power and an iron will. But above all, that person must be a native of this world. Only a child of Acaris has the right to end a crownbearer’s life. Anyone born outside this realm will find it impossible to kill him, regardless of their strength."

Whispers broke out among the leaders as they considered this. They grasped the gravity of the situation. The crownbearer was immune to the killing blows of outsiders—including Max, despite his incredible potential. The final act of execution had to be performed by someone bound to Acaris by blood and destiny.

"And for that, we have Lucien." Max said, turning his attention to him.

"I will handle it," Lucien replied with a confident grin.