Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1549 Fury Burns The Heart - 3

An eerie hush descended upon Max as the murmur wound itself more tightly around his mind, no longer remote, no longer something to brush aside. It lingered right there, bearing down on his resolve, dangling before him every craving he harbored in that instant.

Power.

Revenge.

Destruction.

For a fleeting second, his eyes wavered.

Then—

He grinned.

It wasn't an ordinary grin. It twisted with a bone-chilling frenzy that chilled the atmosphere around him, even as ferocious energy boiled inside his frame. This was the grin that emerged when all self-control crumbled, when a buried part of someone decided to unleash itself fully.

"Give me..." Max whispered softly, his tone hushed and menacing, as though his choice had been sealed ages ago before this very second.

The doubt evaporated.

"Infernal Demon Transformation… Full release."

Those words resounded like a taboo command.

And right then, a streak of scarlet light burst from his form, slicing through the sky toward the heavens.

Precisely as that unfolded, a ferocious burst of might exploded from deep inside him, radiating outward in a horrifying ripple like an age-old entity breaking free. His presence warped—no longer pristine, no longer steady—but contorted into a shadowy, crushing force that bent the space nearby.

His flesh altered first.

A profound scarlet hue surged swiftly from his torso, sweeping over his entire body until every part gleamed with a vivid, blood-red tint. It went beyond mere skin. His whole essence remade itself. From locks to fingertips, even to his toes, all shifted to that same horrifying crimson, as though he'd emerged anew from a blood ocean.

His locks blackened then blazed into a scarlet radiance, tresses rising as infernal energy coursed through. His already red eyes ignited in profound demonic crimson shades.

Next arrived the weight.

It detonated outward.

The earth underfoot shattered as an asphyxiating infernal presence blanketed the area, so intense that distant onlookers struggled to draw breath. It ceased being human essence.

It turned far more malevolent.

Something utterly alien.

A piercing rip tore through the atmosphere.

From his shoulders, a pair of enormous wings erupted, crafted from raw infernal energy. They unfurled broadly behind him, shadowy and foreboding, their edges undulating like vital darkness, projecting an aura both primordial and ruinous.

Simultaneously, his brow began to morph.

The flesh parted faintly as a pair of arched horns thrust out, extending firmly until they loomed boldly above his skull. Dark, razor-edged, and intimidating, they emanated an air of total supremacy.

Max's metamorphosis finished.

He hovered in the heavens, bearing no resemblance to the mortal who'd appeared just before. His form pulsed with a frightful scarlet luminescence, demonic wings extended rearward, hurling a shade that devoured illumination itself.

The horns crowning his head lent him the look of a genuine hellspawn, one emerged from abyssal depths.

And his gaze—

It blazed.

Not with brightness.

But with boundless malice.

As the hellish might swelled further, on the verge of devouring his final shreds of reason, Max compelled himself to cling on. The shadows raked at his psyche, murmuring without cease, seeking to pull him into its void, yet right at the brink of surrender, he mustered his scant remaining lucidity.

Then he muttered to himself.

"Keeper's Dominion."

Instantly upon triggering the ability, a abrupt change swept through him. It felt like an unseen power enveloped his consciousness, purging the smothering wicked turmoil that had started to embed itself. The murmurs faded. The raging malice, while lingering, lost its savage uncontrollability. It got restrained.

The hellish might still thundered inside, yet it no longer dominated him.

It bent to his command.

Max drew in a deep breath, his scarlet eyes reclaiming an icy sharpness as his mind steadied anew. The infernal presence encircling him showed no sign of fading. Rather, it loomed even more dreadfully now, fully harnessed under his sway.

'This might… it surpasses what came before,' he mused, a subtle spark of awareness flashing in his thoughts as he sensed the immense potency flooding his altered form.

And then—

He lunged.

His silhouette blinked out.

No alert. No trace of movement. One heartbeat he loomed airborne like a fiendish overlord, the next he vanished, mere ripples lingering in his former spot.

The elves scarcely managed a response.

Before a single sentinel could turn his head, Max materialized squarely before him.

Too swift.

Impossibly swift.

Shock stretched the elf's eyes wide, his instincts howling warnings of peril, yet his body lagged far behind. No chance for defense. No moment to dodge.

Max's fist thrust ahead.

It refused to halt.

Guided by horrifying accuracy and crushing power, his fist plunged right through the elf's chest, shredding flesh, bones, and innards like they were mere illusions. The blow landed with savage finality, crushing any hope of resistance.

For one frozen instant, time stood still.

Blood-soaked, Max's arm burst out from the elf's back.

Silence descended.

A choking, oppressive quiet.

The elf guard, a top-tier Law Manifestation Realm powerhouse, remained upright with eyes bulging in utter incredulity, his life ebbing away in a blink he couldn't grasp.

Then his form slackened.

And crumpled down.

The spectacle… demolished all their preconceptions.

Around the hexagonal barrier, every onlooker froze in place, faces twisting from mild interest to sheer horror.

"What…?"

A quivering voice escaped someone, words failing to fully emerge.

A Law Manifestation Realm peak expert… slain in one blow by a figure recently scorned as a suicidal idiot at Rebirth Realm peak.

Eyes turned toward Max.

No—

Toward that silhouette.

That entity.

The blood-red form. Demonic wings unfurling at his back. Shadowy horns arching from his skull. An aura of hellish dread radiating from him.

He appeared no longer human.

More like a fiend dropped from the abyss into their realm.

The astonishment intensified.

"What… what is that creature?"

"That's no human…"

"How could he slay a Law Manifestation Realm expert so effortlessly?"

Disbelief morphed into terror as the truth of the witnessed horror sank deep.

Even the aloof major powers saw their composure crack.

The Sword God Palace's young woman squinted sharply, her steady poise shattering at last as she fixed on Max's altered form.

"That transformation…" she murmured, certainty draining from her tone.

Nearby, Accession Hall members fell mute, prior sneers wiped clean from their features. The youth who'd mocked earlier now stiffened, gaze glued to Max with concealed dread.