Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1923 Ervin's Thoughts!

Two beams of golden light descended. Max appeared on one side of the central arena with Dragonheart at his waist, his white hair falling calmly over his shoulders and his expression unreadable.

Ervin appeared opposite him with his black spear in hand. His body had been mostly repaired by the Eternal Hourglass, but the exhaustion in his aura had not fully disappeared.

After fighting Damian to the brink and then breaking himself against Revona's Null Origin Tide, even someone like Ervin could not return to perfect condition so quickly. Yet his eyes were still deep, steady, and abyss-like, as if the broken gate behind him had only sunk deeper after every defeat and victory.

For a few breaths, neither spoke. The Divine Realm watched in complete silence.

Then Ervin looked at Max and smiled wryly. "It seems the final battle has become strange."

Max raised an eyebrow slightly. "Strange?"

Ervin glanced at the screen above them, where the records still shone clearly. "You have twenty-three victories and no defeats. I have twenty-two victories and one defeat. Even if I defeat you here, both of us will have one defeat, and both of us will stand at twenty-three victories."

The spectators quieted even further as they realized what he meant.

Ervin shook his head lightly. "In other words, even if I win, I will not truly become champion outright. The conference will end in a draw between us."

The words spread across the arena and immediately caused waves of discussion throughout the Divine Realm. Many people had been so caught up in the excitement of the final battle that they had not fully calculated the result.

Max had defeated Revona and Damian, while Ervin had defeated Damian but lost to Revona. If Ervin defeated Max now, his record would become twenty-three wins and one defeat, and Max's record would also become twenty-three wins and one defeat.

In that case, unless Angelina or the Eternal Hourglass introduced another tiebreaker, the top of the conference would indeed become a draw.

In fact, even Revona had only one loss here, and that came against Max. So if Max were to lose against Ervin here, it would become a three-way tie between him, Ervin, and Revona.

But if Max won, then there would be no argument. He would finish with twenty-four victories and no defeats. Absolute champion.

The pressure of the final battle became even heavier.

Max looked at Ervin and smiled faintly. "Then you should make sure I win."

Ervin's wry smile deepened. "If only you can force me to."

He paused for a moment, then his gaze became more curious. "Before that, I do have one question."

Max looked at him calmly. "Ask."

Ervin's eyes narrowed slightly, but there was no hostility in them, only genuine interest. "How did you defeat Revona after she stripped away your powers?"

The entire arena became quieter. Even Revona's gaze sharpened slightly from her pillar.

That question had been sitting in the hearts of countless spectators since Max's battle against Revona. They had seen Revona use Null Origin Tide, and they had seen how it stripped Max of his powers before doing the same to Ervin and Damian.

Ervin had fallen once his abyss was erased, and Damian had been forced to admit defeat once his sword heaven was stripped away. Yet Max had somehow risen from that exact state and cut through Revona's final defense.

What power had he used? What was that star-like radiance? What kind of legacy could remain beyond Revona's nullification?

Max smiled. "It is a secret."

Ervin stared at him for a breath. Then he laughed softly. It was not loud, but it was the first time many people had seen Ervin smile so openly.

"I expected that answer."

He then lifted his black spear slowly, and the air around him began to sink.

"Regardless of anything, let us have a good battle."

Max's hand moved to Dragonheart's hilt.

"Agreed."

The atmosphere between them changed instantly. The light conversation faded, and the final battle truly began to take shape.

Ervin's abyssal aura deepened, and beneath his feet, the faint shadow of a black sea began to spread. It was quieter than before, but more condensed. The broken gate did not appear yet, but its presence could already be felt somewhere deep below the battlefield, waiting to rise from the darkness.

Max's sword aura also began to awaken. Dragonheart hummed faintly, and a cold, silent edge spread from him, brushing against the air like a blade that had not yet been drawn but had already severed the tension around it.

Angelina Valerius looked at them both, and for a rare moment, even she seemed to pause.

It was not hesitation, and it was not uncertainty. It was more like acknowledgement.

Even someone of her status, someone carrying the dignity of the hidden Valerius clan and acting under the recognition of the Eternal Hourglass itself, could feel the weight of this final battle.

Max Morgan had reached this point without a single defeat, cutting down every opponent placed before him, while Ervin stood opposite him with one defeat on his record but an abyssal spear path deep enough to terrify every genius who had faced it.

Their records were different, but their presence on the stage made it impossible for anyone to treat this as a simple final match.

The laws of the Eternal Hourglass brightened around the arena. Golden threads spread across the barrier like countless ancient seals preparing to contain a disaster. The restored stage beneath Max and Ervin became silent, yet that silence carried a pressure heavier than any roar.

On one side, Dragonheart gave a faint hum from Max's hand, as though the sword itself understood that the last obstacle before the championship had appeared.

On the other side, Ervin's black spear rested quietly in his grip, while the shadow beneath his feet deepened like a sea waiting for the first crack in the world.

Angelina's gaze moved once across the stage, then across the pillars where Revona, Damian, Orion, Kaiden, Rakan, Morgana, and the other geniuses watched without blinking.

After that, her eyes lifted toward the countless viewing formations connected to the Divine Realm.

Then her hand descended.

[Final Battle Begins.]

The moment those words appeared, no one cheered. The entire Divine Realm held its breath.

Max Morgan against Ervin. The undefeated white-haired swordsman against the abyssal spear wielder. One carried Dragonheart, the Emotion Severing Path, and layers of power that had broken through even Revona's final nullification.

The other carried Abyssal Origin Descent, the broken gate, and a spear path that had defeated Damian Voss by the smallest possible margin before forcing Revona to reveal everything. This was no longer only a clash between sword and spear.

It was the final collision between two monsters who had walked through the strongest geniuses of the conference and still remained standing at the end.

One battle would decide everything. If Max won, the Cosmic Ascension Conference would end with an absolute champion, a perfect record, and a name that no force in the Divine Realm could ignore again.

If Ervin won, Max's undefeated record would be broken, Ervin would stand equal to him in total victories, and the conference would end in a draw between two terrifying existences who had both reached the summit from different paths.

The pressure was so heavy that even the top geniuses on the pillars forgot to breathe for a moment.

The final battle had begun.