Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1556 Luna from War God Palace!

"They're in danger," Max whispered, his eyes narrowing fiercely as he observed Isabella's team utterly encircled by the hideous monsters.

He surged forward without a second's delay, accelerating to maximum velocity and covering the gap in a blink, his silhouette flashing across the chaos like a bolt of lightning. As soon as he entered attack range, dark flames exploded from his form, roaring outward with savage force while he willed them into shape.

Right then, the inferno solidified into innumerable blades, each blazing with a sinister and crushing energy. In just moments, hundreds of ebony fire swords floated menacingly above him, saturating the heavens with an ominous dread.

Max wasted no time at all.

One mental order sent the blades hurtling ahead.

Suddenly, a torrent of black fire blanketed the sky over Isabella's squad as the swords rained down mercilessly. Every blade struck with deadly accuracy, zeroing in on the beasts below without any error.

Whish! Whish! Whish!

The barrage plummeted in vast numbers, slicing through the atmosphere to impale the monsters repeatedly, skewering their enormous frames and nailing them to the earth.

The attack's massive scale sent a chill through Isabella and her companions as they glanced skyward, half-expecting the blade storm to engulf them too.

But none came near them.

All hits were flawless.

In no time, the field was littered with black flaming swords buried deep in the creatures, their forms locked in place and consumed by shadowy blaze.

Isabella's team stood frozen in disbelief at the abrupt reversal.

Only seconds earlier, they had fought tooth and nail against the endless horde, clinging to life amid crushing odds. Yet now, countless foes lay vanquished and slain in a display of horrifying prowess.

Amazement etched their features as they processed the impossible feat.

"Isabella, are you alright?" Max shouted, approaching the group with his attention locked on her right away.

Isabella gave a nod, relief washing over her features as her tension melted away. "Thank you for saving us," she expressed gratefully. The instant those black flaming swords had poured down on the monsters, she had suspected the savior. On Orion, besides herself, only Max and Lucia wielded such signature dark flames.

"Isabella, who is he?" the long blue-haired woman inquired, her tone blending command with bewilderment. Her starry eyes pierced Max with a keen, probing stare.

"Miss Luna, this is…" Isabella started, trailing off as an idea struck her. She paused, mindful of Max's famous status and unsure if naming him publicly was wise.

Glancing at Max for permission, she caught his subtle nod.

Seizing the cue, Isabella declared firmly, "He is Max, a fellow disciple of my Black Dragon Clan. He is the one who saved us just now."

"He is Max?" Luna gasped, her face registering outright astonishment as she studied him anew. "Max Morgan, the one who took the sword of the Sword Sovereign?"

Outwardly, Max resembled a Rebirth Realm peak cultivator, unremarkable amid the powerhouses. But the image of those black flaming swords effortlessly subduing the devil beasts lingered sharply, revealing his apparent level as mere facade—his real power vastly exceeded it.

A subtle smile crossed Max's lips upon Luna's recognition. He had intentionally skipped the black dragon mask from Lucia, for a specific purpose.

Before, he had struck the elves donning a white mask. Showing up now in a black one risked linking the incidents through unwanted scrutiny.

Thus, he opted to show his true face boldly.

"Max, this is Miss Luna from the War God Palace," Isabella introduced swiftly, shifting aside a bit.

At those words, the blue-haired woman nodded gracefully before offering her hand. "I am Luna of the War God Palace."

"I am Max. It is a pleasure to meet you," Max answered with a gentle smile, extending his hand to clasp hers.

Though Max kept his face calm and composed, he quickly detected the hidden power in her grasp. Luna was evidently channeling her maximum strength from the peak of the Law Refinement Realm, likely trying to probe his actual power level through this short handshake.

Yet for Max, whose physique had been forged by two thousand Dragon Scales and the activation of two from the Seven Divine Veins, this kind of probe was utterly meaningless. His body far exceeded the limits implied by his realm, and Luna's force made zero impact on him. He held his steady expression, betraying no response, as if her squeeze weighed nothing at all.

This caught Luna off guard somewhat, leaving her puzzled at how a peak Rebirth Realm expert could shrug off her power with such ease.

"I have heard quite a lot about you," Luna remarked while pulling her hand back, her eyes lingering on him with a hint of intrigue.

"I was simply fortunate," Max responded lightly, his voice carrying a humble note.

Luna gave a subtle smile yet chose not to pursue the matter.

Observing this, Max shifted the talk to a vital question. "Do you have any idea where we are, or how we ended up here?"