Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1550 Fury Burns The Heart - 4

"How dare you… kill one of us?!"

As soon as the elf guard collapsed, the tension in the air shattered abruptly.

The other elves unleashed their full murderous aura without restraint, with the old elf at the forefront, his face contorted in savage anger while his eyes fixed on Max's devilish figure. That red skin, the horns, the wings… they sparked no terror in him.

They fueled wrath.

"You devil…" his tone quivered with barely contained slaughter intent, his energy exploding wildly as golden radiance burst forth around him, "you will pay for this with your life!"

Right after his declaration, a dazzling golden blade materialized in his hand, its glow piercing as it vibrated with fearsome might.

Without pause, he swung the sword down, unleashing the complete power of a peak Law Manifestation Realm powerhouse.

Witnessing this, Max stayed still. He simply lifted his left arm.

And blocked it directly.

Bang!

The clash boomed like a thunderclap.

When the golden sword hit his limb, a ferocious shockwave surged out, warping the atmosphere like a tempest. The earth under Max's boots crumbled under the strain, fissures racing outward while the force sank him a bit into the soil.

But—

He remained unmoved.

His arm stood solid, his scarlet flesh defying the edge like unbreakable alloy. The golden sword quivered against it, failing to slice through.

The nearby air warped.

Even the distant hexagonal barrier shimmered slightly, stirred by the brutal energy outburst.

Max's gaze flared more intensely.

Then—

He struck.

His right fist tightened, sinews coiling as pure demonic force amassed inside before he thrust it ahead with no holding back.

No skill, no principle... just sheer force.

The elder elf's eyes sharpened as he countered at once, golden glow flaring anew while a shining barrier appeared in front of him.

Bang!

The punch smashed into the barrier, the clash erupting like a blast.

A fiercer shockwave followed, ripping across the area as the air howled from the strain. Dirt and rubble flew outward, and distant onlookers felt the impact slam into them like a solid wave.

The hexagonal barrier quivered once more, not wildly but sufficient to alert watchers that the duel was nearing a perilous line.

The elder elf braced himself, the golden barrier soaking up the hit, though Max's punch's momentum still forced him backward a few paces, his boots scraping the dirt as his face grew grimmer.

Yet Max pressed on. He vanished again in a blur.

He reemerged beside the elder elf, wings spreading wide as he unleashed yet another blow, his fist slicing the air at horrifying velocity.

The elder elf reacted with equal swiftness. Golden radiance flared around him as numerous weapons sprang up instantly.

Swords, spears, and blades of sheer light.

They hurtled at Max like a tempest.

Still, Max stood his ground. He met the weapons directly.

Every one exploded on touching his frame, bursting into light shards as his brute power demolished them all. He shattered the onslaught and narrowed the gap again, his fist crashing down like a plummeting peak.

The elder elf summoned another defense, forming an even larger shield this time—and then—

Yet another clash.

Yet another shockwave.

Now, the force hurled both fighters skidding back, the terrain cracking under their steps as the energy radiated everywhere. The ambient space shook without cease, and the hexagonal barrier wavered more noticeably, its face undulating from the ongoing assault.

'My power matches the peak of Law Manifestation Realm, but it's still not sufficient to slay them,' Max pondered urgently as his thoughts whirled over the escalating fight. The earlier elf had perished solely from the ambush, but now the surviving elves grew ever more alert, their wariness honing sharper with each clash.

Surprise strikes wouldn't come easily anymore.

Meanwhile, Max knew full well the elder elf facing him was overwhelmingly strong. Despite activating his complete Infernal Demon Transformation, he could only match the foe evenly, gaining no clear upper hand.

With this awareness, his eyes drifted toward the young master bearing his bloodline. A icy spark lit in them as one idea solidified. Slaying that young master to retrieve the bloodline might finally ease the seething fury in his chest.

"Don't you dare lay a hand on our young master!" bellowed the elder elf, instantly detecting the shift in Max's intentions. His face grew solemn as he surged forward to obstruct Max's advance without a moment's pause.

"You can't stop me," Max shot back, his tone deep and unyielding. But right as he prepared to strike, a fierce alarm burst from his Dimensional Sovereign Body, while an icy wave of deadly peril flooded over him. His primal senses roared in warning, compelling his frame to evade prior to his mind processing it, and he blasted backward ten steps in a blink with thunderous velocity.

Bang!

Right then, an enormous blade crashed down from the heavens, pulverizing the exact spot he'd vacated mere instants before, leaving the terrain in devastating wreckage.

'Had that blow connected with me, I'd be dead by now,' Max understood, his countenance darkening as the gravity of his hair's-breadth evasion sank deep into his core.

In that instant, a young woman of the Sword God Palace materialized overhead in the skies, flanked by an elder whose aura radiated tranquility laced with crushing dominance.

"Are you someone from the Devil Race?" the young woman demanded, her stare piercing and brimming with distrust.

Max ignored her inquiry, holding her gaze firmly instead. "Are you planning to interfere in this matter?"