Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1927 The Winner!

Max's expression did not change. He did not mock him, and he did not praise him loudly. He only tightened his grip around Dragonheart.

Then the 5000 Dragon Essences inside his body awakened. All at once.

Boom!

A roar that sounded like thousands of dragons rising from an ancient battlefield exploded from Max's body. The four Divine Veins were already burning inside him, but the moment the full power of the 5000 Dragon Essences surged through his flesh, blood, and bones, the pressure around him changed completely.

His body no longer felt like that of a swordsman strengthened by divine veins alone. It felt like a human-shaped dragon monarch standing beneath a storm of seven-colored heavenly punishment.

Black dragon scales spread across his skin.

"Dragon Scales Transformation."

The scales emerged layer by layer, each one dense, sharp, and filled with chaotic draconic pressure. His shoulders widened slightly, his pupils sharpened, and the air around his body cracked under the sudden rise of raw physical force.

The Vein of Origin stabilized the violent power.

The Vein of Vitality kept his body from being torn apart by the surge.

The Vein of Speed sharpened every muscle and nerve, and the Vein of Strength fused with the 5000 Dragon Essences, pushing his physical power to a level beyond what he had shown earlier in the battle.

Above him, Divine King Punishment roared, and the seven-colored lightning throne brightened until it looked like a divine court judging the final spear of the abyss.

Dragonheart began to hum. The Emotion Severing Path spread over the blade again, colder than ever before. Then Max added the sword technique that had defeated Damian's strongest sword.

"Saint Origin Sword Art."

The moment the name appeared, Dragonheart's aura became terrifyingly complete. The Emotion Severing Path alone was a forbidden edge, a path that could cut emotion, connection, intent, rhythm, certainty, authority, and even the invisible foundation behind techniques.

But with the Saint Origin Sword Art guiding it, that forbidden edge gained origin, structure, and perfect sword order. The severing force no longer spread outward like a cold mist.

It gathered into a single pure line along Dragonheart's blade, refined until every fragment of power knew exactly what it had to cut.

Max's right hand held Dragonheart, and his left hand rested near the hilt. His dragon-scaled body sank slightly as the seven-colored lightning gathered above the blade, and the Emotion Severing Path condensed inside the sword edge while the Saint Origin Sword Art gave form to it all.

Across the Divine Realm, countless experts stood up.

"This pressure."

"The Eternal Hourglass is reacting."

"Both attacks are beyond what the stage expected from the younger generation."

The golden laws around the arena became blinding, and for the first time, the Eternal Hourglass trembled faintly. It was not a violent shake. It was small, almost unnoticeable to ordinary spectators, but every true expert sensed it.

The Eternal Hourglass, the supreme venue that had casually contained the battles of the greatest geniuses of this era, had trembled because of the attacks gathering on the stage.

Ervin saw it. Max saw it. Neither stopped.

Ervin stepped forward first. His body almost broke from the movement, but the spear in his hand descended with him.

"Body-Burying Abyss Spear."

The spear thrust out, and the world before Ervin sank. The stage, air, space, lightning, sword aura, and even the golden laws around the impact point seemed to bend downward toward a final depth. The black line of the spear carried the weight of a buried world, rushing toward Max with a power that could have ended nearly any other genius in the conference.

Max stepped forward at the same time. His dragon scales flashed, and the 5000 Dragon Essences roared. Divine King Punishment descended into Dragonheart, and his sword came down.

"Saint Origin Sword Art."

His eyes were calm.

"Emotion Severing Sword."

The slash appeared. It was not large at first. It was a single sword line, cold, bright, and terrifyingly quiet, wrapped in seven-colored lightning and carried by the raw physical force of Max's dragon-scaled body. But the moment it moved, everything in its path began to separate.

The sinking pressure in front of Ervin was cut. The abyssal line connected to the final depth was cut. The buried-world force wrapped around the spear was cut, and the connection between Ervin's broken gate and the forbidden spear was cut.

The sword did not merely collide with the Body-Burying Abyss Spear. It severed the things that allowed that spear to become the strongest attack of Ervin's life. The Saint Origin Sword Art guided Max's Emotion Severing Path with ruthless precision, while the seven-colored lightning punished each severed layer before the abyss could reform it.

The full physical power of the 5000 Dragon Essences and Dragon Scales Transformation drove the blade forward like an unstoppable dragon descending with divine judgment.

The Body-Burying Abyss Spear trembled. Ervin's pupils contracted. For a brief moment, his strongest attack pushed back. The abyss roared from beyond the broken gate, and the black line of the spear tried to drag Max's sword slash into the final depth.

But Max's slash only became brighter. The Eternal Hourglass trembled again, and golden laws burst around the arena like chains trying to hold the battlefield together.

Then the forbidden spear split.

Crack!

The sound was not loud, but it echoed across the entire Divine Realm. The black line of abyssal depth was cut apart from the center.

The Body-Burying Abyss Spear collapsed layer by layer, its buried-world pressure severed, its final-depth connection broken, and its forbidden authority shattered beneath the combined power of Max's dragon-strengthened body, Divine King Punishment, Emotion Severing Path, and Saint Origin Sword Art.

Ervin's black spear broke in his hands. The broken gate behind him cracked, and the black sea dropped as if its source had been severed.

Max's sword slash continued forward. It did not stop after cutting the attack. It passed through the remains of the abyss, through the shattered shadow of the gate, through the last defense Ervin raised with his broken spear shaft, and stopped only when Dragonheart's edge reached the side of Ervin's neck.

The arena became silent. Ervin stood frozen, blood pouring from the cracks across his body. His forbidden art had nearly destroyed him.

His strongest attack had been severed. His spear had broken. And Max stood before him in full Dragon Scales Transformation, seven-colored lightning fading around Dragonheart, his white hair moving gently behind him and his eyes calm.

For several breaths, neither spoke. Then Ervin looked at the broken spear in his hands. After a moment, he gave a soft laugh.

"So even this attack of mine got severed."

Max lowered Dragonheart slightly, but the blade remained close enough to end the battle if Ervin tried to continue.

"It was a good attack."

Ervin smiled faintly, blood staining his lips. "It was my best."

"I know."

Ervin's knees finally weakened. Before he could collapse, the golden laws of the Eternal Hourglass wrapped around his body to keep his injuries from worsening further. He looked at Max one last time, still smiling faintly despite his ruined state.

"Then I lose."

Angelina Valerius raised her hand. Her voice spread across the silent arena.

[Winner: Max Morgan.]

[Ervin Defeated.]

For one breath, the entire Divine Realm remained completely still. Then the final result screen began to shine.