Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Max lay down on the cold stone bed and allowed his body to rest for the day, because after winning all three of his battles, he was officially free from any obligations until the next round.

Yet even with that freedom, the shackles of the Divine Colosseum made it clear that there was hardly anything meaningful he could do, as the underground quarters offered nothing beyond silence and waiting.

As he stared at the rough ceiling above him, a thought surfaced in his mind, and he muttered, ”I wonder, will there be any awards for defeating the Grim Gladiator?”

Almost immediately, an answer formed in his thoughts, and he let out a soft chuckle as he guessed that whatever reward awaited him would most likely come from the Heron family, which only made the idea feel even more ironic given what had happened earlier.

After a short while, Max sat up and crossed his legs, closing his eyes as he began to carefully sense the laws of the world around him and the flow of Divine Essence that permeated the Divine Colosseum.

The energy within his body was still mana rather than Divine Essence, and the only real change brought about by the Energy Stabilizing Pool was that his mana no longer reacted chaotically in the presence of Divine Essence.

As he breathed slowly, he could not help but sigh, because he realized just how little he knew about the realms beyond Divine Rank, and the lack of information made him feel strangely blind in this vast new world.

He even wondered whether something like an extranet existed here, some system through which knowledge flowed freely, though he quickly dismissed the thought, knowing that even if such a thing did exist, it would be far beyond his reach for a long time.

In Max’s understanding, the rank beyond Divine Rank would be the point where mana was completely transformed into Divine Essence, and only then could someone truly be called an existence of the Divine Realm.

With that thought in mind, he decided that there was no point wasting time and quietly resolved to stabilize his mana even further. He focused inward, carefully guiding his energy with patience and precision, and as the hours passed, several ascenders approached him out of curiosity, asking about the world he came from and how he had attained such terrifying strength.

Max answered whatever came to his mind without much thought, and once the brief conversations ended, he returned to his cultivation, slowly refining his mana until the long day finally came to an end.

When the next day arrived, Max and the other ascenders once again gathered near the arena, and the moment he stepped into view, he could tell that the atmosphere had completely changed.

The Divine Colosseum was more packed than it had been the previous day, with every single seat filled to the brim and countless people standing wherever space allowed, their faces filled with anticipation. The noise alone was overwhelming, a restless hum that hinted at an explosion waiting to happen.

”Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Divine Colosseum,” the announcer’s voice boomed as he addressed the crowd, and the moment his words rang out, the restrained noise shattered into deafening cheers that shook the entire structure.

The announcer waited for the roar to subside before continuing, his tone deliberately dramatic. ”Today, we have decided to do something special. We have decided to begin today’s battles with Max’s three matches.”

The moment the announcer finished his declaration, the crowd exploded into a storm of voices, each one louder and more frantic than the last, their excitement spilling out without restraint as people turned to one another in disbelief and joy.

”Did you hear that properly, they are starting today with Max’s three matches, this colosseum has truly lost its mind,” a man shouted as he gripped the railing in front of him, his eyes burning with anticipation.

”So it is true, everyone came here today just for him, I knew it was strange how every seat was already filled before the battles even began,” another spectator said excitedly, barely able to stay seated.

”Hahaha, starting with Max means they know exactly what we want to see, today is going to be even crazier than yesterday,” someone else laughed loudly, their voice shaking with excitement.

”I do not care who the other warriors are today, as long as Max fights first, this trip was already worth it,” a woman said as she leaned forward, her gaze locked onto the arena.

”This is insane, the Divine Colosseum has never arranged battles like this before, they are treating Max like the main event,” another voice exclaimed, filled with awe rather than shock.

”Win or lose, I just want to see how far he can go today, if he wins all three again then this place might actually explode,” a man said nervously, half joking yet half serious as the noise around him continued to rise.

As more voices joined in, the cheers grew even louder, turning into a roaring wave of excitement that swept through the Divine Colosseum, making it clear that the crowd’s patience had run out and that all of them were now waiting for only one thing, which was Max stepping into the arena once again.

”They are really marketing my battles,” Max muttered with a smile as he stood near the arena, because the intention behind the arrangement was obvious to him.

By placing his three matches at the very start of the day, they were ensuring that the crowd’s excitement would peak immediately, and more importantly, they were setting the stage for tomorrow to draw an even larger audience.

The people who witnessed his fights today would spread the word, and those who missed them would come in greater numbers the next day, driven by curiosity and hype.

Max understood this strategy clearly, and while he did not particularly care about being used as a spectacle, he could not deny that it worked remarkably well.

”Let us see who will fight Max in his first battle today,” the announcer declared, his voice echoing throughout the Divine Colosseum as a massive hologram appeared high above the arena.