Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1489 Three Arrows!
Previously on Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100...
The woman whispered softly, "That lightning…" while keeping her gaze locked onto the seven-hued bolts flickering around Max's frame. Her features gradually shifted to a grave look as she sensed the dreadful presence hidden in those strikes of heavenly wrath.
"Unleash everything you've got, or you won't make it out alive against me," Max stated with composure.
Surprise flickered across the woman's face, lifting one eyebrow noticeably as she heard his words. For an instant, she just observed him with silent interest before replying.
"It's been a long while since anyone demanded I go all out against them," she remarked deliberately. "Such boldness from you."
A subtle grin crossed Max's lips as he lightly shook his head.
"I could have taken you down with just one strike if I chose to," he mentioned casually. "But that's not what I'm after. Right now, I'm experimenting with fresh skills and maneuvers inside this Combat Tower. If not, every one of you would fall in a single blow from me."
Silently, the woman regarded him for a second, as if probing the truth behind his claim.
Suddenly, peals of laughter erupted from her.
"Hahahahaha!"
Through the arena rang her booming chuckles as she eyed Max with sparkling mirth.
"You're quite the entertainer," she noted after reining in her amusement a bit. "I figured you were full of yourself at first, but I withdraw that now. You're just utterly mad."
While saying this, she fluidly brought her bow into position. Lifting it, she aimed straight at Max. Tension built around the bowstring, like an unseen shaft taking shape.
"Three shots," she declared with steady assurance. "That's all it'll take for me to end you."
Max's grin held steady.
"Bring on your three arrows then," he answered evenly.
"Fine by me," the woman replied with a subtle smirk. "Though first, let's get acquainted. They call me Empress Luna. And you, young one—what's your name?"
"Max Morgan," Max shot back promptly.
"Max, huh?" Empress Luna echoed gently, appraising him briefly. A soft curve touched her mouth as she went on.
"For your information, no one in this clan has ever endured beyond my second arrow. I expect you might prove different, given your wild confidence."
"Hurry up and strike already—I'm starting to get restless," Max quipped with an easy grin.
"Excellent," Empress Luna murmured.
At that lone utterance, she hoisted her bow and eased the string back gradually.
As her digits gripped the unseen shaft, hush fell over the whole arena. A low buzz started resonating across the field while force amassed at the bow's end.
A quiver ran through the atmosphere, and a radiant shaft materialized from raw, packed might. It exuded a fearsome vibe that warped the nearby void with strain.
Its might was already palpable across the arena even prior to launch.
With no more delay, Empress Luna let go of the string.
Like a beam of radiance, the initial shaft hurtled ahead.
Blinding pace marked the assault. It ripped the winds apart with savage might, carving a warped path as it barreled at Max. The force it bore could shatter a typical Rebirth Realm cultivator on impact.
As it surged, echoes of its space-cleaving roar filled the battlefield.
But Max stayed utterly serene.
His stance didn't shift, nor did he invoke any mighty art.
He merely lifted his blade.
In that instant, the fifth-tier severing sword intent exploded from his weapon. A formless, lethal keenness radiated out, turning the sword's ambient air into a razor's edge.
Upon the shaft's approach, Max executed a straightforward slash.
His sword gleamed briefly.
Right away, the shaft cleaved neatly in twain.
The bisected parts whizzed by him, crumbling into vanishing wisps of force. That immense onslaught, brimming with crushing power, got sliced like mere gossamer.
A slight narrowing touched Empress Luna's eyes.
Though unsurprised in appearance, her poised certainty intensified while she drew the string anew.
Now, the force amassing near the bow intensified greatly.
Blazing with splendor, the next shaft took form. Its emanating pressure dwarfed the prior one by multiples. Pulsing tides of suppressive might emanated from it, making the earth under Empress Luna quiver faintly.
She let the string fly without pause.
The follow-up shaft exploded forth.
Outstripping its predecessor in velocity, this one packed horrifying potency. It streaked like ruin incarnate, squeezing the air ahead as it charged Max with relentless drive.
Still, Max betrayed no worry.
Once again, the fifth-tier severing sword intent coalesced on his blade. His gaze held steady as he tracked the assault.
As it neared, Max advanced a touch and delivered another swing.
Keen light slashed the breeze.
Precisely as before, the shaft parted flawlessly down the middle.
The divided remnants whirled apart, dispersing into motes of force that winked out.
A momentary hush blanketed the arena.
"Impressive. Now, prepare for my final arrow." A subtle smile played on Empress Luna's lips.
For the third pull, she eased the string back deliberately.
Ferocious surges of force built around the bow. The might channeled into this shaft vastly outstripped the earlier pair. The adjacent space quaked relentlessly, as if buckling under the colossal strain focused at the bow's point.
Into view came the ultimate shaft.
Upon manifesting, a subtle gloom descended over the field from its crushing weight. This shaft harbored a ruinous vibe exponentially mightier than the sum of the first two.
Empress Luna unleashed the string, and the shaft launched with cataclysmic vigor.
Like a doomsday meteor, the strike ravaged the arena. Ripples of force cascaded from its trajectory as it hurtled at Max, primed to annihilate all in its course.