Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 2097 Max's Answer!

Max showed almost no reaction. "You want my life over a trial result?"

Arkorg gave a light shrug. "Don't misunderstand me."

A faint sneer crossed his face. "I've got no personal grudge against you."

That answer made Max's eyes sharpen slightly.

"I'm just doing what I was asked to do," Arkorg went on.

Those words sent another wave of whispers through the nearby crowd. Someone had sent Arkorg here. One of the Five Supernovas had come to Max in person because somebody else wanted him dead.

Max stared at him for several seconds before nodding slowly. "I see."

His tone was almost casual. "So you're just a dog following your master's orders."

Silence dropped over the area. Several people nearby visibly stiffened, and a few seemed to wonder whether they had heard him right.

"Did he just call Arkorg a dog?"

"Is he out of his mind?"

"That's one of the Five Supernovas."

"The guy has no fear at all."

Rosaline glanced at Max but said nothing. Rakan's expression shifted from concern to faint amusement, while Ervin stayed quiet.

Arkorg's smile was gone. The relaxed confidence drained out of his face as his crimson eyes turned colder.

He never expected Ma to called him a 'dog.' He was a great genius of the devil race and like all other geniuses, he had a temper. And know hearing Max say he was a dog enraged him to the core.

"Watch your mouth!" Arkorg said coldly.

A faint wave of demonic pressure rolled off his body.

Max didn't move at all. Before Arkorg could say anything more, he spoke again. "If you want a bet, then we'll have one."

The devil's eyes narrowed.

"But we're changing the conditions," Max said, looking straight at him. "If I lose, you can come for my life."

A slight smile returned to Arkorg's face.

Then Max continued. "But if you lose, you hand over every mark you have to me."

Arkorg's expression stiffened.

Max's voice stayed calm. "And after that, I'll come and kill you myself."

The smile vanished again.

There was no anger on Max's face, and somehow that made his words land even harder. "You came here because someone told you to kill me."

His gaze turned colder. "So if you fail, I'll make sure the dog pays for picking the wrong target."

The crowd broke into murmurs. Even the people who had been certain Arkorg would crush Max easily were now watching with strange expressions.

This had stopped being a casual challenge. It had become personal.

Arkorg's killing intent began to rise, but Max wasn't finished.

"One more thing."

Arkorg glared at him.

Max spoke slowly enough for everyone around them to hear. "Tell your master that if he wants my head, he should come and take it himself."

His eyes turned frighteningly calm. "He can stop sending wild dogs to do it for him."

The demonic aura around Arkorg exploded, and the floor beneath his feet cracked slightly. "You..."

Before he could finish, a system notification appeared in front of Max.

[Challenge selection period expired.]

Max blinked, because he had completely forgotten about the timer while talking to Arkorg. The sixty seconds were up.

[No challenge manually selected.]

[Selecting one pending challenge at random.]

Arkorg's expression changed. "Wait."

A second notification appeared.

[Challenge selected.]

[Participant Max Voidwalker will battle Participant Valeris.]

[Wager: 50 Bronze Marks.]

[Both participants are being summoned to the arena.]

Spatial energy wrapped around Max immediately.

For a brief moment, he and Arkorg stared at each other. Arkorg's face was dark with anger, while Max looked perfectly calm.

"Keep the bet in mind."

Then space twisted, and Max vanished from the third monolith before Arkorg could respond.

For several seconds, the crowd stayed silent.

Arkorg remained where he stood, staring at the empty space where Max had been, and his fists slowly clenched.

What had started as an attempt to pressure a newly famous Primordial had turned into something else entirely.

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Meanwhile, Max reappeared inside one of the many battle arenas of the third monolith.

The place looked almost the same as the arenas he had fought in before. A circular platform of dark stone stretched beneath his feet, and a translucent barrier enclosed the battlefield, cutting it off from the rest of the monolith. Through the barrier he could still see countless participants moving around outside, though the noise from out there was greatly muffled.

A second spatial ripple formed across from him, and Valeris arrived.

He belonged to the Spirit Race and had already reached the 3rd level of the Divine Lord Realm. A faint greenish glow clung to his body, while pale silver lines flowed beneath his skin like streams of light. Long white hair rested on his shoulders, and tiny fragments of wind and leaves drifted around him even though there was no breeze inside the arena.

The moment Valeris laid eyes on Max, his expression shifted slightly. "So you're Max Voidwalker."

Unlike Fin, he didn't laugh, because the rumors about Max had already spread far too widely by now. Valeris clearly understood that the person in front of him couldn't be judged by his cultivation realm.

Even so, he had chosen to challenge Max, which said plenty about his confidence in himself.

Valeris raised one hand, and green light gathered around his fingers. "I've heard enough about you to know I shouldn't underestimate you."

Max calmly summoned Dragonheart. "That already puts you ahead of a few people."

Valeris frowned but didn't bother replying. Instead, his aura surged and the spiritual energy around him expanded rapidly. Glowing green patterns spread across the floor beneath his feet, and countless thin vines of light appeared around his body.

Then he moved. His figure blurred while the vines shot forward at the same time, twisting through the air to come at Max from several directions at once.

Max raised Dragonheart, and a single slash cut the first group of vines apart.

A second group came at him from behind. Max turned, struck again, and they vanished too.

Valeris had been counting on that. The instant Max turned, he appeared at Max's side with his palm blazing with dense spiritual energy and drove it toward Max's chest.