Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1573 Protecting Max?

As Max stayed immersed in his contemplation, struggling to unravel the secrets of this location, and Lucia kept conversing with Rose, a fresh group of individuals advanced from afar.

These were the leftover members from the War God Palace, Sword God Palace, and Ascension Hall. Tamara and Ash led them, with a few more trailing behind who had obviously just shown up. It seemed Kyle had directed them here as well.

Upon entering the zone where the Orion folks had assembled, their entrance instantly captured everyone's notice.

Yet, their arrival wasn't what truly altered the mood.

Mira was.

Sword God Palace members bore her in their arms, her form slack and her state patently dire. Consciousness still eluded her, her complexion ashen, her aura faint, her overall condition a shocking departure from her usual prestige.

The instant her form came into view, astonishment rippled across the assembly.

"What happened to her?"

A booming voice shattered the quiet.

An elderly man dashed ahead, his face etched with incredulity and urgency upon witnessing Mira's plight. He was the very elder who had stepped in before during Max's clash with the elves. Serving as Mira's dedicated attendant and a loyal retainer of the Sword God Palace, his response was swift and vehement.

He hurried to her side and examined her status.

Relief flickered briefly across his features as he verified she yet breathed. But that solace vanished quickly. Detecting the full scope of her wounds and her persistent unconsciousness, his visage darkened with rage.

"Tell me," he bellowed, fury lacing his tone as he scanned the clustered throng. "Who dared to harm the Young Miss of the Sword God Palace?"

His eyes roamed over the entire Orion contingent.

No response came.

Quietude enveloped the scene.

But that hush only intensified the strain.

Everyone there grasped precisely Mira's stature. Her lineage, heritage, and the formidable backing she commanded were all known. Thus, their dismay ran profoundly deeper.

Everyone there grasped precisely Mira's stature. Her lineage, heritage, and the formidable backing she commanded were all known. Thus, their dismay ran profoundly deeper.

Witnessing a figure of her caliber brought so low, senseless and grievously wounded, defied easy understanding for all.

Dread started to infiltrate their minds.

Who could have possibly inflicted this?

And more crucially…

Who would have dared?

"I… it was him!"

A quivering voice pierced the stillness.

A Sword God Palace member lifted his hand, his digit trembling as it jabbed straight at Max.

Instantly, all eyes swiveled to him.

Tension thickened in the air.

Disbelief colored the stares fixed on Max. His emanation plainly marked him at the third level of the Law Awakening Realm, while the prostrate, insensate Mira outstripped that realm by far as a prodigy. The mismatch defied logic however they pondered it.

Yet Mira's attendant elder wasted no second on doubt.

Upon the allegation, wrath contorted his features.

Speechless, he unsheathed his blade and charged, materializing before Max in a flash to cleave down with lethal intent.

The blow hurtled down swiftly.

Yet another power halted it short of its mark.

A piercing clang of metal echoed as a spear blocked the sword.

Tamara positioned herself in Max's path, her spear locked against the elder's weapon. The impact unleashed a minor shockwave, compelling the elder to retreat a step.

"Tamara?" the old man roared, rage and astonishment mingling in his cry. "What are you doing? Does the War God Palace plan to answer for the Young Miss's misfortune?"

"Tamara, step aside!" several War God Palace elders exclaimed in alarm. "Do not meddle in this affair!"

Tamara exhaled softly.

Refraining from a verbal reply, she sent the facts via voice transmission, disclosing Max's possession of Saint Reiner's Saint Token.

Upon receiving this revelation, the War God Palace group's faces transformed utterly.

Without delay, they acted.

Successively, War God Palace elders and disciples advanced, arraying themselves protectively before Max alongside Tamara. Their formation broadcast their resolve unmistakably.

No harm would befall him on their watch.

Max observed the unfolding drama with a subtle smirk, composure reigning as though he spectated mere theater.

"You… what are all of you doing?" the old man thundered, his ire surging higher. The War God Palace's shield for one like Max baffled him utterly.

"Enough," Elder Lyne from the War God Palace declared sternly, striding ahead. "This young man receives the War God Palace's protection starting right now. You'd be smart to drop this whole affair."

The old man's face turned grim.

Regret suddenly welled up in him then. No top-tier elders from the Sword God Palace had come to Orion. Had they shown up, the War God Palace wouldn't have dared to be so brazen.

"Tamara, why are you doing this?"

A fresh voice echoed out.

From the Sword God Palace's lineup, a youth advanced. Sword clutched in his grasp, his aura fierce and commanding as he fixed his stare on Tamara.

"This man has brought disaster upon himself," he stated icily. "He must be punished. Step aside. All of you."

It was Edwin.

The Sword God Palace's premier genius among the elite.

Tamara held his eyes steadily. "Let it go, Edwin," she replied. "You no longer hold sway over this. We outnumber you here. You can't prevail."

Edwin's eyebrows knit tightly while he glowered at Tamara and Max's defenders.

"Then let's see how long you can shield him," he growled softly, his tone brimming with bottled aggression.

In usual times, challenging the War God Palace elders wouldn't cross his mind. Their power and rank towered far above his reach. Yet this scenario stood apart.

Inside this domain, every person's cultivation stood suppressed at the Law Refinement Realm's peak.

That suppression had narrowed the chasm between them dramatically.

Edwin's eyes swung to Max, a chilling murderous glint sparking within.

Though facing them all together lay beyond him, he trusted a chance would arise soon enough. And once it did, taking down a third level Law Awakening Realm foe posed no real challenge.

He required just one brief lapse.