Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1362 Lord's Mansion
Previously on Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100...
A secluded forest stretched out not far from the Divine Colosseum, where towering trees created a hidden sanctuary in their midst. Deep inside that clearing loomed a gigantic craft like a space shuttle, its polished metal exterior subtly mirroring the surrounding glow while wisps of divine essence floated idly in the breeze.
Silent and unmoving, the shuttle exuded an overwhelming aura of dominance and cutting-edge tech that outstripped all mortal world inventions.
Descending from above with Max in tow, Lord Arckin touched down gracefully in front of the shuttle, as though the earth itself bowed to his approach. His loyal aide waited at the ready, posture rigid and vigilant, having set everything up beforehand.
"You did well, Max," Lord Arckin remarked right after they settled on the ground, a pleased grin lighting up his features. "Taking down a fighter groomed by the Heron Family isn't easy at all, but you handled it so effortlessly. That says a lot about your power." He chuckled softly, obviously delighted by the spectacle he'd observed.
"Thank you," Max responded earnestly, pausing a moment before his question emerged, curiosity bubbling up at last. "But who are you, really?" Rescued by this stranger at his direst hour, he still had no clue about the man's true identity.
A smile crossed Lord Arckin's face at the inquiry. "Lady Virelia dispatched me to retrieve you," he explained evenly.
"She did?" Max's face lit up right away, a wave of ease flooding through him as a real smile broke out.
That persistent concern weighing on him dissolved instantly, since he'd worried she might be unaware of his entrapment in the Divine Colosseum and thus too late to help.
Lord Arckin gave a nod. "She did. That's why we must depart this planet without delay. It's become too dangerous for you to stay." He motioned toward the shuttle then, and alongside his aide, ushered Max aboard.
With the shuttle rising into the air and the forest fading below, Max gazed in wonder at the cabin's elegant, seamless design, packed with strange devices and shimmering formations that pulsed quietly with controlled energy.
"This is?" Max wondered aloud, drawing a mental comparison to the void shuttle he'd glimpsed in Acaris long ago, aware that no such craft could operate effectively amid divine essence's thick veil.
"This is a Star Shuttle," Lord Arckin answered, smiling. "It's a standard way to get around in the Divine Realm. Almost everybody has one. Without it, hopping between planets would drag on forever, even for top-tier cultivators."
"I see," Max acknowledged, nodding as he grasped the idea while the shuttle surged ahead, whisking him from the Divine Colosseum toward an unknown yet hopeful path.
"Alright, take a seat so I can fill you in on some basics of the Divine Realm before we get there," Lord Arckin suggested steadily as the Star Shuttle soared onward through the endless void.
Max agreed with a nod and settled into one of the numerous chairs inside the shuttle, body at ease but mind sharp as he paid full attention. Lord Arckin remained close, hands folded behind him, voice even as he started his explanation.
"The world you rose to is known as an Ascension Planet. Countless such worlds dot the Divine Realm," he noted with a subtle smile. "They serve a straightforward but vital role. These planets help mortals slowly adjust to the intense pressure and rich Divine Essence of the Divine Realm. That's why fresh ascenders land on Ascension Planets rather than risk the overload of other worlds right away."
He stopped for a second, then released a deep breath, his look growing a touch grave. "Sadly for you, the Ascension Planet you ended up on falls under Heron Family rule. That delayed my search for you. Had you appeared on a Grims Family Ascension Planet, things would've gone much smoother for us both."
Max inclined his head thoughtfully, taking in the details before inquiring, "Where to now?"
"Right now, we're bound for an Ascension Planet under Grims Family control," Lord Arckin assured him with a comforting grin. "After we land and Lady Virelia meets up with us, she'll escort you straight to the Black Dragon Palace to join as an official disciple."
Max nodded once more, a feeling of purpose taking root in his mind. From the start, his aim in the Divine Realm was to gain strong support, and now with Lady Virelia and the Grims Family on his side, it seemed achievable at last.
'I have to get stronger, and fast,' he mused to himself, eyes wandering to the far-off stars visible through the shuttle's viewport. 'Mom and Dad are probably still hoping for my return. And those elves... I'll wipe them out.'
Not long afterward, the Star Shuttle touched down on a Grims Family Ascension Planet, its vibe serene and structured, a world away from the oppressive strain of the Divine Colosseum.
This planet radiated steadiness and prestige, its Divine Essence distributed uniformly and much more balanced than Max's prior encounters.
Exercising clear command on this world, Lord Arckin skipped the pleasantries and led Max directly to his sprawling residence, a commanding edifice at the area's heart that embodied unchallenged might.
"Make yourself at home here in this mansion for the time being," Lord Arckin instructed as he eased into his throne, his casual stance still projecting undeniable command. "Nearby lies the Warrior Academy. Feel free to check it out and get comfortable there while awaiting Lady Virelia's arrival."
The chamber they occupied evoked a monarch's audience hall, but it eclipsed any grandeur Max had known, boasting soaring columns, elaborate carvings on the walls, and an air thick with opulence and might.
"Ron, show him to his quarters," Lord Arckin commanded, glancing momentarily at the aide positioned close by.
"Yes, my lord," Ron affirmed with deference, then turned to Max.
Max gave a nod and trailed after Ron from the majestic hall, abandoning Lord Arckin on his seat of power. After Max's exit, Lord Arckin's eyes shifted to yet another aide who had stayed put.
Of all his followers, just two earned his complete trust. Ron shadowed him on every journey, whereas the individual now before him handled the mansion's operations and oversight during Lord Arckin's absences. He went by Shuko.
"Shuko, track down Adam," Lord Arckin directed evenly, propping one arm on his throne's edge.
"Adam?" Shuko echoed, a flicker of interest in his gaze. "What for, my lord?"