Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1355 Crowd Demands!
Previously on Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100...
"I have nothing against any of you," Max declared with steady calm, a sly grin gradually forming on his lips. "But I must claim victory here, so I'll wrap this up in a flash."
Crimson lightning exploded outward from his frame as he triggered Extreme Speed within the Storm King's Inheritance, savage streaks of scarlet power encircling him like a furious tempest. The instant after, his form blinked out of existence, replaced by a streak of red lightning slashing across the arena floor.
No one had time to react before Korr, Yuren, Malkor, and Selene's bodies were flung from the arena into the spectator seats, propelled backward like victims of some unseen disaster.
The clash concluded in just a few heartbeats, so swift that the majority of onlookers could barely grasp the events unfolding before them. These four famed fighters, who had each clashed with the Grim Gladiator and lived, fell without landing a single blow.
Max offered them no opening to respond or deploy secret tactics like toxins. Drawing from his clash with Raymond, he knew basic poisons held no threat to him, but something surpassing Divine Rank might create needless trouble for his godly lineage.
For that reason, Max unveiled only a sliver of his genuine might to finish the fight at once. In his eyes, these combatants were mere hurdles slowing down the outcome he sought. He aimed to clear them swiftly to confront the sole rival in the Divine Colosseum that counted—the Grim Gladiator.
"What in the world did I just see? They got hurled out before drawing their blades—this can't be happening," a man bellowed in shock, his tone quivering while his stare fixed on the barren arena.
"Those four took on the Grim Gladiator and made it out alive, but against Max, they didn't survive even an instant," a viewer rasped, gripping the barrier tightly as though his knees had buckled.
"I couldn't track his motion at all—just red lightning flashed, and then it ended; this is downright horrifying," another person yelled, their words laced with dread instead of thrill.
"Korr, Yuren, Malkor, and Selene were icons in this place; folks traveled across worlds to witness their bouts, and now they've been toppled like they were nothing," a lady murmured, her statement weighed down as the truth settled in.
"This isn't merely skill or brilliance anymore—it's total supremacy; the Divine Colosseum has never witnessed anything remotely like it," a resonant voice boomed from the higher levels.
"If that's how he handles those who've battled the Grim Gladiator, then what sort of beast is Max truly?" yet another observer whispered, their speech shaky with reverence.
Briefly, murmurs blended in astonished chaos, doubt reverberating across the full expanse of the Divine Colosseum, since nobody there could fathom how four renowned legends got wiped from the fray in a mere instant.
"Impossible," Jaden uttered as she shot to her feet, her response fiercer than the average crowd member's, eyes bulging while incredulity flooded her features. Unlike most watchers, her cultivation level dwarfed Max's, allowing her to clearly discern the arena's true events rather than piecing together blurry glimpses. Because she viewed it so sharply, the jolt struck her deeper, keeping her on her feet for the moment.
"Mere velocity boosted by that crimson lightning, combined with his body's sheer force, sufficed to overpower all four of them," Jaden voiced in a dazed tone, her focus still pinned on Max as though verifying the scene's reality. "How could this possibly occur?"
Right from Max's initial bout up to this point, he hadn't employed any concepts or revealed familiar fighting methods, and the latest exchange proved no exception. No deep principles were called upon, no aura of control was projected, and no famed moves were displayed, still the Divine Colosseum's top four got vanquished in a flash.
Jaden couldn't grasp how a fighter could crush foes at that tier without concepts or skills, as it shattered every principle of battle she understood in the Divine Realm.
"I believe his power now has entered the Rebirth Realm," Lucia stated softly, her face grave as she examined the events with greater gravity than earlier. Within the Divine Realm, just a handful of cultivators could best those beyond their rank, and even elite prodigies found leaping one tier remarkable, while spanning two demanded every ounce of effort.
The divide between Divine Realm stages loomed vast, rendering cross-rank combat nearly mythical, and Lucia herself couldn't overcome an adversary one step her superior.
But Max had just bridged multiple Divine Rank gaps, crushing his rivals with ease, all without concepts, skills, or any hint of fatigue.
That feat alone rattled Lucia profoundly, yet what gripped her most was an oversight by nearly everyone—the absence of any Black Dragon Chaotic Bloodline abilities from Max.
To Lucia, that one omission revealed much, signaling that Max's shown prowess remained a mere fraction of his full potential, rendering the figure in the arena far more dreadful than the masses perceived.
"Bring out the Grim Gladiator," Max announced steadily, facing the announcer with an easy smile radiating clear assurance. "I wish to battle the Grim Gladiator and conclude this immediately." His statement flowed deliberate and composed, but as soon as it rang out, its impact crashed over the Divine Colosseum like a toppling peak.
For a split second, the audience appeared paralyzed, each person taking a breath to absorb the declaration, before the whole venue exploded in fervor exceeding all prior uproar.
Yells, shrieks, and booming cheers merged into a frenzy as folks rose, flailing limbs and hollering wildly, their fervor unbound by logic or restraint. Countless had arrived hoping for this spectacle, though few anticipated Max voicing the call so boldly.
"Unleash the Grim Gladiator—let the match start now," a figure bellowed from the lower sections, his cry brimming with eager fire.
"Exactly—this is our purpose here; make it unfold today," a fan yelled, with those nearby repeating the plea.
"Max has toppled the rest; no need to hold back further," a lady called, cheeks glowing with zeal.
"Grim Gladiator against Max—this clash of titans mustn't be postponed," a powerful tone rumbled from the elevated rows.
"Should Max triumph here, the Divine Colosseum changes forever," one person shrieked, lost amid the swelling refrains.
"Grim Gladiator, Grim Gladiator, Grim Gladiator," the throng chanted together, only for it to shift swiftly into a thunderous "Max, Max, Max," both cries clashing fiercely across the space like rival tempests.
The Divine Colosseum trembled beneath the crowd's unyielding passion, as multitudes united in one demand. At that juncture, it transcended Max's solo defiance of the Grim Gladiator—the full arena backed him, pressing for the epic showdown to ignite without delay.