Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 3 Killing Goblins and Leveling up

Bang!

A single bullet was discharged, striking one of the goblins squarely in the skull and carving out a massive hole. As he closed the distance toward the remaining trio, Max opted to utilize his Basic Sword Arts skill to conclude the skirmish.

The moment he entered range, Max launched an assault, executing a rising slash from the floor that cleaved a goblin in two. With fluid motion, he pivoted to his right, driving his blade directly into the cranium of the second creature.

The monster failed to evade, its head being skewered instantly. Simultaneously, however, the final goblin lunged with a wooden blade, targeting Max’s left flank. Because of his Three Dimensional Body skill, Max perceived the incoming strike clearly.

He performed a rapid spin, catching the blow with his sword to parry the impact, which sent the goblin's weapon flying. Max didn't pause for a second; he swung his blade in a wide arc, decapitating the goblin and sending its head rolling across the stone floor of the chamber.

‘This sensation is incredible,’ Max reflected with excitement, his breathing heavy. Even though the goblins were defeated easily, he felt the weight of physical and mental exhaustion. ‘I need to increase my level.’

His frame held only a meager amount of mana, as he had yet to reach Level 1 of the Novice rank. Essentially, his physique had remained stationary since his class awakening. Only a tiny fragment of mana had integrated into him during that process, and now that most of it was spent, he felt drained.

Turning around, he saw that the other six students had finished off their own targets. "The kills I made belong to me; you can deal with the others," he announced firmly.

"What? That’s totally unfair!" a student cried out in protest. "You’re taking seven cores for yourself while the six of us have to split three?!"

Max gave a cold sneer. "That is the reality. I took down seven; therefore, they are mine. It’s quite simple."

"But there are six people here! How can we possibly divide three cores?" Carl yelled, his teeth clenched in fury.

Max merely shrugged with indifference. "That isn't my concern. My kills are my property. That is final." He then began to gather the loot from the fallen goblins.

"This bastard!" Carl spat, his rage nearly boiling over.

"Carl, take it easy. You haven't forgotten who this guy is, have you?" Sil, another classmate, said while placing a hand on Carl’s shoulder.

"I know," Carl muttered, though his anger remained. "And I watched him slaughter seven goblins alone while we struggled with just three." Despite his resentment, he was forced to watch in silence.

Sil let out a sigh. "He earned the title of Overlord at the academy for a reason. He had the nerve to challenge the dean’s son, the general’s daughter, and even Henry Reins from the wealthiest family in Crestford City—and he crushed them all. They weren't even close to him, whether it was in combat, theory, or physical tests. Seeing him handle these goblins, I think the nickname fits."

"Hmph. He won't stay at the top forever," Carl sneered. "William surely awakened a high-tier class, and it's obvious he’ll hunt Max down in the dungeon. I’m betting he finally has what it takes to win."

"Carl, that’s a stretch," James, another student, interrupted. "We’ve all seen William’s history against Max—it was… embarrassing."

Carl smirked. "I’m aware of that, James, but look: Max didn't use any flashy class skills during that fight. If we pass this information to William and he takes Max down, we might get a spot in his group. Serving under William—the son of the dean—is a much better path than wandering blindly through these dungeons."

The other five students shared knowing smiles, nodding as they agreed with Carl’s scheme.

In the meantime, Max had finished looting the goblins and retreated to a corner of the hall. ‘Seven cores. Even if they are just basic, rankless cores, they should be enough to push me to Level 1 Novice.’ He looked down at the seven small green spheres, alongside various items like jagged daggers, scrap goblin hides, and spoiled food—the standard loot for such creatures.

Max lifted one of the rusted daggers to check its properties.

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[Rusty Dagger]

–Rank: Common (Damaged)

–Description: A blade wielded by goblins for years, now corroded and chipped following the death of its master.

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‘Strange. Those goblins were using stone knives, yet they dropped metal daggers… Curious,’ Max thought, deciding the weapon was garbage. ‘I’ll just trade these for cash later.’

Just as he prepared to pack the items into his bag, something unexpected happened. The dagger vanished from his grip.

"It disappeared!" Max blurted out, shocked. However, before panic set in, he sensed the presence of the dagger within his own body. "Is it… inside of me?" He shut his eyes and focused on summoning the blade. To his surprise, it manifested back in his hand instantly.

"Incredible, I have a personal storage dimension inside me!" he whispered, a wave of excitement hitting him. ‘The Three Dimensional Body skill is far more versatile than I imagined.’

He quickly moved all the loot—except the seven cores—into this internal void.

"Now, for the level up." Max grasped one of the cores and began the process of absorbing them one after another.

After a short while, Max finished the final core, and a floating text appeared before his eyes:

[Congratulations to Max Voidwalker for reaching level 1 of the Novice Rank.]

As he scanned the message, a rush of power surged through his veins. He felt a distinct growth in his physical power and general health.

‘The jump isn't massive, but the improvement is definitely there,’ he noted, clenching his fists to gauge his newfound strength.

‘Status.’

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[Max]

–Rank: [Novice]

–Level: 1

–Class: [Dimensional Keeper]

–Physique: 4.5

–Soul: 6.2

–Energy: 6

–Skills:

—»Class Skills: [Three Dimensional Body, Dimension of Time]

—»Acquired Skills: [Basic Sword Arts, Magic Bullets]

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Max’s brow furrowed as he analyzed the numbers.

‘My energy went up by 1, physique by 0.5, and soul by a mere 0.2. How does this stack up against other classes?’

Since every class provided different stat gains upon leveling, there was no fixed standard. Max couldn't tell if his growth was poor or elite. To his perspective, a total gain of 1.7 felt a bit low.

Dismissing his concerns, he turned his focus to a more intriguing subject: his second class skill, Dimension of Time. He hadn't tested it during the goblin fight but was curious about its function.

Anything involving the Dao of time was of great interest to him.

Ensuring the other students were busy, Max quietly triggered Dimension of Time.

Instantly, his environment transformed. The stone hall, the floor, and the other people vanished. He now stood in a boundless realm of drifting, snow-white clouds that reached toward the horizon.

‘What is this place? How did I get here?’ Max’s pulse quickened as he looked around at the ethereal landscape.

The clouds drifted softly, illuminated by a gentle light that seemed to emanate from the very air. It felt as if he had stepped into a dreamscape.

‘This can’t be real…’ Max thought, trying to maintain his composure. ‘Is this the work of the skill?’

Before he could think further, a simple wooden door appeared out of thin air, standing upright in the middle of the sky.

The moment the door surfaced, a massive influx of knowledge poured into Max’s mind, explaining everything.