Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Chapter 236  A Wyrm

BOOM!

The moment they clashed again, the entire battlefield quaked.

Two figures—one shrouded in crackling lightning and black fire, the other a twisted embodiment of wind and shadow—blurred through the air, colliding with earth-shattering force.

Both retreated at the same time.

Evan's featureless, blackened face tilted slightly, his tone laced with intrigue.

"You are very strong. I'm surprised."

Even now, his voice remained eerily calm, but there was an edge of genuine curiosity.

"To fight me toe-to-toe in my Null form… That shouldn't be possible."

Max grinned. "I am the strongest genius of the Valora continent so of course I won't lose this easily."

Evan nodded. "You are indeed strong enough for that title."

Then, his expression hardened—though with no visible features, it was only the shift in his presence that betrayed his intentions.

"But I won't go easy on you anymore."

His blackened claws twitched—and then, he moved.

WHOOSH!

Evan vanished—

No, he became the wind itself.

A gust tore through the battlefield, kicking up debris as his form flickered through the air, too fast to be seen by the naked eye.

Max's instincts flared.

His Three Dimensional Body screamed in alarm.

"Dash! Lightning Steps! Super Dash!"

BOOM!

Max barely had a second before Evan reappeared behind him, his blackened claws forming into a scythe of wind—

His body disappeared in a streak of lightning, narrowly dodging as—

SLASH!

A blade of wind materialized where he had just stood, slicing the ground apart.

WHOOSH!

Max barely had a second before Evan reappeared behind him, his blackened claws forming into a scythe of wind—

"Phantom Rend."

The scythe descended in a single arc, aiming to bisect Max from the waist.

Max twisted his body, using his skill—

"Omni Guard!"

A green glowing spherical shield of energy erupted around him, stopping the attack just in time.

But it also blasted the green sphere away.

BOOM!

Wind crashed against the sphere, sending shockwaves outward.

Deactivating the defensive skill, Max went offensive.

"Magic Sword Barrage!"

100 blue glowing swords materialized in an instant, forming a storm of radiant blades.

Each one—charged with black flames and purple lightning.

"Go!"

The swords shot forward, spiraling in all directions, a relentless swarm of destruction.

Evan didn't dodge.

Instead—

He became mist.

WHOOSH!

His body dispersed, breaking apart into countless wind currents, allowing the swords to pass through harmlessly.

Max's eyes widened.

"What?!"

He was a little bit surprised to see him disappear like that.

'Where did he go?'

His Three Dimensional Body detected something.

A presence, but it was all round him.

Then—

Evan's voice echoed from all directions.

"Too slow."

Then—

A black claw formed out of the wind right in front of Max's chest.

SLASH!

Max barely managed to react, twisting his body at the last second—but the attack still grazed his shoulder, tearing away the cloth he wore.

But failed to injure him in any way.

Max smiled a bit when he saw that.

Evan reformed a few meters away, his claw gripping Max's cloth.

He tilted his head in shock. "How can your skin be this thick?"

He was truly astonished by the defensive power of the Max's skin.

Or should he say his body.

From the start of their battle to now, he never managed to draw out his blood.

And that was a disgrace—

Considering he was facing someone one full rank below him.

Max smirked, wiping the dust on his shoulder.

"Its very thick."

Then—

Purple lightning and black flames around his body reached peak.

His Fusion State Aura also pulsed at full power.

And then—he moved.

"Super Dash! Lightning Steps!"

BOOM!

Max disappeared in a crackle of lightning, appearing directly in front of Evan in a blink.

Evan's reaction was instant.

"Storm Breaker!"　　 　 　　　　　 　　  　　 　 

A whirlwind exploded outward, threatening to send Max flying—

But Max was ready.

"Abyssal Coating!"

His black sword turned even more black along with his hands as black flames fused with purple lightning, roaring like an infernal beast.

Evan's storm tried to push him back—

But Max didn't move an inch.

His muscles bulged, his strength surging as he activated—

The strength of his physical body.

15 Draconic Essences ignited, fueling his body with overwhelming power.

This destroyed the whirlwind sending Evan flying backward.

But before he could do anything else.

Max used a skill.

"Celestial Tempest!"

A devastating torrent of slashes erupted, descending and engulfing Evan in a hurricane of wind blades.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The impact shattered the ground, sending tremors across the battlefield.

Evan barely managed to block some of them with his own wind blades but they soon overwhelmed him.

The attacks had grazed his left shoulder, blood trickled down from his arm.

Evan glanced at the damage.

Then—he smiled.

Max's eyes narrowed.

Viciously.

"You managed to harm me in this form?"

His voice echoed.

But—something was wrong.

Max's eyes narrowed.

The voice was off.

It was still Evan.

But at the same time…

It wasn't.

There was an undertone to it.

A second voice, layered beneath.

Twisted. Hollow. Alien.

Max's grip tightened on his sword.

"Evan?" He asked softly.

Evan's blackened face tilted slightly, as if amused.

Then—the air trembled.

The wind howled violently, coiling around his body like a living entity.

Then—the wind stopped.

The battlefield fell into absolute silence.

For a moment, everything stilled.

Then—

BOOOOOOM!

A deafening roar erupted as the sky cracked open, revealing a swirling vortex of black wind and abyssal energy.

It was no longer just a storm.

It had form.

It had shape.

Its head was a gaping void of pure blackness, with two glowing white rings where eyes should be—mirroring the eerie ring on Evan's face.

A serpentine dragon—no, a wyrm—formed entirely out of corrupted wind, coiling through the air like a cosmic beast of annihilation.

Its body was composed of endless layers of slicing wind, each current stronger than steel, sharper than swords.

Its head was a gaping void of pure blackness, with two glowing white rings where eyes should be—mirroring the eerie ring on Evan's face.

Every time its massive body moved, the very air screeched, howling in torment.

It coiled above Evan, its body stretching for hundreds of meters, blocking out the sky itself.

And then—

It roared.

Abyssal Storm Rend was no mere technique.

It was a living calamity.

Given to Evan by Cain.

The ground beneath fractured, the Villa in the distance trembled, and the onlookers felt their souls quiver.

Even the guild leaders—warriors who had seen countless battles—frowned at the attack of this level.

"That thing… that's not just wind."

"It's a storm made of death itself."

Some of the young geniuses trembled seeing the dragon like thing, their faces turned pale.

Kate, the leader of the Knights of Valor, clenched her fists.

"Max… can he stop that?"

Aurelia also glanced at the attack. "He have to. He doesn't have a choice here if he wants his freedom."

And then—

Evan pointed.

The black wind wyrm dived.

Straight for Max.

Its massive jaws unhinged, ready to swallow him whole.

WHOOSH!

The air fractured around its body as it moved, the storm winds it carried capable of tearing flesh from bone, steel from the earth.

Max stared up at the incoming abyssal wyrm, his eyes unblinking.

Taking a deep breath, his hand slowly rose.

Then—

CRACKLE!

Purple Lightning erupted from all around his body in large numbers.

The density of the purple lightning overflowing around Max's body increased so much that even the lightning ring behind Max's back started to dim down a little.

Then—