Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1539 First Use of Keeper's Dominion!
Previously on Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100...
"How dare someone so weak be so arrogant in front of me?!" The young man bellowed, his voice pitching higher in rage as all restraint vanished in an instant, swallowed by overwhelming fury.
His face contorted into a savage, unrestrained grimace, the air around them growing thick with the intense malice pouring from him, as if he might explode into violence without a second's pause.
"Kid, do you even know who you are talking to?" he pressed on, his voice growing harsher still while he advanced with a domineering aura he thought invincible, chest puffing out proudly as he proclaimed, "I am the son of the master of the Star Gazing Hall, one of the strongest second rate forces in the Divine Realm, and you, someone who is only at the peak of the Rebirth Realm and hiding behind a first rate force like her, dare to ask me to leave?"
His sharp, challenging words echoed well beyond their group, immediately capturing the focus of nearby factions readying themselves to head out to various spots on Orion.
Curiosity and excitement halted their steps, for no one foresaw such a clash igniting right when every faction prepared to venture into a realm brimming with chances and perils.
"Max, what are you doing?" Isabella hissed in alarm, grabbing his shirt while her forehead creased in worry at how fast things were spiraling, but Max stayed utterly indifferent, as if her plea hadn't registered.
Max's eyes slid beyond the haughty youth to Lucia, who remained motionless and quiet, her face serene and inscrutable, providing neither aid nor response, content to watch matters play out naturally.
Her lack of action only hardened the icy glint in Max's stare, his features turning frostier as he fixed his gaze squarely on the youth again.
'This guy...' Max's eyes sharpened with a silent menace heavier than any yell, and right then, a resolve clicked into place inside him, firm and final without extra deliberation.
'This guy...' Max's eyes sharpened with a silent menace heavier than any yell, and right then, a resolve clicked into place inside him, firm and final without extra deliberation.
With his class skill Keeper's Dominion triggered, Max finally spoke, his tone flat and emotionless but laced with a commanding force that weighed on the air like a physical burden, uttering, "Get the hell away from here."
Right as the command escaped him, a tremendous force erupted from Max, surging out like a formless tsunami that swallowed the whole area, making the air dense and oppressive, as if a vastly superior being had arrived, quelling defiance through presence alone without lifting a finger.
All those nearby sensed it instantly—not only the ones close by, but groups far off in the garage too—their frames shaking wildly under the oppressive might bearing down, breaths coming in ragged gasps against the clotted air, primal dread seeping into their cores, signaling that provoking this origin spelled doom.
The youth right in Max's path suffered the worst, Keeper's Dominion's full might zeroing in on him alone, erasing every shred of his prior bravado.
Terror bulged his eyes as perspiration streamed down his cheeks, knees buckling so he crumpled to the floor, incapable of bearing his own mass against the crushing weight like an immovable peak.
"I-I am leaving!" he stuttered in panic, voice quivering as all arrogance crumbled before such dominance, springing up frantically without awaiting reply before bolting away at top speed.
His companions, just as rattled and desperate to escape the horrifying aura, rushed after him in haste, refusing even a backward peek.
Once the youth and his followers vanished from sight, the dominating force cloaking the zone dissipated abruptly, mirroring its sudden onset.
Max deactivated the skill, easing the choking ambiance so breaths flowed freely once more. The unseen burden lifted from their forms, yet stunned awe lingered vividly on every face.
Max paused motionless briefly, mind drifting inward.
'That was overwhelming even for me.'
The might he'd unleashed was no trifle; its ferocity registered even on him.
That notion barely formed when warmth trickled from his nostril. He wiped it on reflex, then inspected his hand, eyes tightening at the crimson streak on his digits.
Processing stalled as frailty crashed over him.
It struck without warning.
Tremors wracked his frame while power fled his limbs in a flash. His poise shattered, knee hitting ground as breaths grew labored in the fight to stay erect.
'Damn…' Max swore silently.
This caught him off guard.
'Using that skill… it is not just mental exhaustion.'
Insight hit swift.
His physique suffered too. The rebound hit harder than foreseen.
"Are you fine, Max?" Isabella cried out right away, darting to brace him lest he topple, worry plain in her tone.