Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 5 Goblin Village

A pack of goblins clutching stone blades surrounded Max, gradually tightening their circle. "Damn, where did these goblins come from?" he muttered.

Standing up instantly, he triggered his Three Dimensional Body skill. It was only then that he realized ten goblins had him cornered. Simultaneously, he noticed the six students who had accompanied him were nowhere in sight.

"They must have set me up!" Max concluded. Rather than showing concern, a grin spread across his lips as he watched the monsters approach.

"If this isn't the perfect opportunity to test level 10 Magic Bullets, then when is?" He laughed, extending both hands toward the goblins and taking aim.

With Three Dimensional Body active, aiming was no longer a concern. His omniscient perspective made locking onto enemies feel like second nature.

"Die!" Max shouted, discharging ten bullets from his fingertips at once. Like streaks of blue light, the projectiles slammed into the goblins, piercing through their frames and shredding their flesh.

The creatures didn't even have a moment to process the attack before their bodies collapsed. Seconds later, the corpses faded away, leaving a pile of loot behind.

Max was stunned by how easily the bullets had punctured the goblins' bodies. He hadn't anticipated such a massive leap in destructive power.

'It seems level 10 for a skill is quite strong,' Max observed, though the thought felt unusual. Academy textbooks claimed a skill could be refined to level 100, yet they also stated such a feat was impossible, without ever explaining why.

This lack of information made Max feel unsatisfied, even though he had spent three years of tireless practice just to reach level 10.

'Hehe, good. Now, let's see what they've dropped.' Max smiled with satisfaction and began gathering the items the goblins had left behind.

Most of the loot consisted of rusty daggers, goblin hide scraps, stale rations, and cores. He quickly stashed everything in his storage space and moved forward, consuming the cores as he walked.

The narrow corridor he entered served as one of the entry points for this no-rank dungeon. Many such paths were spread throughout the area, and the monsters here were weak—only level 1 Novice rank. However, Max was aware that the true challenge waited beyond this hall.

Max sprinted through the narrow passage, which began to look more like a cave as he progressed. Surprisingly, he encountered no other goblins and reached the exit after several minutes of running.

From his elevated position, he looked down upon what appeared to be a village. It was a settlement of thatch huts and wooden pillars shaded by massive green leaves, inhabited entirely by goblins.

Max counted at least fifty goblins wandering through the village. Some were engaged in combat with other students, while others remained oblivious to the disaster heading their way.

'This is good.' Max smiled and slid down the slope toward the village.

As he arrived, he was met with a sight that made him chuckle. The six students who had abandoned him were now struggling desperately to hold off a swarm of goblins.

He noticed other groups of students were also being overwhelmed. The goblins at the village entrance were level 2 Novice rank and carried rusty swords, whereas most of the students hadn't even reached level 1.

'It's a good place to level up to level 2,' Max thought, grinning as he charged toward the fray. Ignoring the six traitors, he headed straight for the center of the battlefield.

There, he found a large crowd of students barely maintaining their defense, completely suppressed by the monster horde.

Instead of attacking immediately, he stood back for a moment to observe.

"Max? Max is here!" one of the desperate students yelled.

"Max, help us!" another pleaded.

"Yeah, Max, please help us. We're outnumbered, and their strength is higher than ours."

"Max, we beg you! Please help us."

"Only you can help us, Max. Please do something."

Max looked at their begging faces with a smile and replied, "I'll help, but only if all the drops from the goblins I kill belong to me. Otherwise, pretend I'm not here."

The students' expressions soured at his terms, but they realized they had no other choice. They traded looks and reluctantly gave in.

"Alright, you can take the drops from the monsters you kill," one of them conceded.

"Good." Max smirked and lunged toward the goblins.

Upon reaching the front line, he released ten Magic Bullets, slaying ten goblins instantly. Some had their heads shattered, while others were left with gaping holes in their torsos. Moments later, the bodies dissolved into red light, leaving loot behind.

The students watched in disbelief at the ease with which Max eliminated the monsters. The massive gap in power between them and Max was undeniable, leaving them filled with a sense of shame.

However, this was nothing new. For five years at the academy, they had lived in the shadow of the genius Max Morgan. Even here in the dungeon, the situation remained unchanged.

"What are you staring at? More goblins are coming!" Max barked.

The students snapped back to reality to see at least fifteen more goblins approaching. Combined with the ones they were already fighting, the number surged to thirty.

"Damn, so many goblins! Look at their strength—they're all level 2 Novice rank."

"Level 2? Look closer. Among the fifteen, three are level 3. We're doomed."

"If we're already facing level 3 monsters, the dungeon boss must be at least level 5. We're dead no matter what."

Panic gripped the students as they realized the difficulty of facing level 3 foes. They could barely survive level 2, let alone anything stronger.

But amidst the fear, Max was the only one smiling.

He charged at the incoming pack, firing Magic Bullets at the goblins currently engaging the students. "Don't forget my condition," he shouted as he zoomed past them.

His projectiles swiftly took down the level 2 goblins, leaving only five or so for the students to handle.

Max intentionally left the goblins further back alone, leaving them for the students to fight. He wasn't so heartless that he would strip them of every single core and drop available.