Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

”Are you truly Divine Queen Caelira’s son?” Jessica asked, her voice still carrying the shock of what she had just witnessed.

Even now, she could not fully recover from Max’s overwhelming display of pure strength. Arnold, Lumine, the demons, and the second faction elves had all been wiped out in front of her, and Max had done it with such terrifying ease that Jessica almost felt as if she had been watching someone from a higher world descend into Witch God Valley to pass judgment.

Yet strength alone could not prove bloodline. The Divine Queen’s name was too sacred to the third faction, and Jessica could not allow herself to believe too quickly, especially when the matter involved Caelira’s child.

Before Max could answer, Nancy stepped forward and looked at Jessica.

”He is indeed the son of Caelira,” Nancy said seriously. ”In fact, if I am not wrong, there should also be his elder sister somewhere out there in the Divine Realm. They managed to escape the calamity all those years ago.”

Jessica heard Nancy clearly, but disbelief still remained in her eyes.

She wanted to believe it. Every member of the third faction wanted to believe that Divine Queen Caelira’s children had survived. In the darkness of the Elf Prison, many of them had whispered about that possibility to keep themselves from breaking completely

But rumors were one thing, and seeing someone appear before her, claiming that connection while standing in the middle of Witch God Valley, was something else entirely.

Max looked at her silently for a moment.

He could see the hope in her eyes, but he could also see fear, caution, and pain. These elves had suffered because of his mother. Not because Caelira had harmed them, but because they had remained loyal to her name even after she disappeared.

They had been imprisoned, tortured, hunted, and treated as remnants that needed to be erased. Jessica’s suspicion was not disrespect. It was the caution of someone who had paid too much for misplaced trust.

Max raised his hand.

”Then look carefully.”

The moment those words fell, a brilliant golden light bloomed from his body.

It was not ordinary light.

It was pure, sacred, and noble, carrying a divine pressure that instantly filled the cursed forest. The green mist of Witch God Valley retreated as if burned by something holy, and the twisted trees nearby trembled faintly beneath the radiance.

Golden patterns appeared faintly across Max’s skin, flowing like ancient veins of light, while behind him, a majestic phantom of divine luminance seemed to awaken for a brief moment. It was not the Heavenly Luminance Royal Bloodline that belonged to ordinary royal elves.

It was purer, higher, and more terrifying, as though the bloodline had evolved beyond its original limit and stepped into a realm the elf race had only dreamed of.

Jessica froze.

The four elves behind her also froze.

Their weapons slowly lowered without them realizing it.

To them, this aura was unforgettable. Even though most of them had never stood before Divine Queen Caelira at her peak, every member of the third faction had grown up hearing about the Heavenly Luminance Royal Bloodline.

In the Elf Prison, the older captives had described its sacred pressure, its golden radiance, and the way it made loyal bloodlines feel warmth while making traitors feel fear. The light Max released now carried that same origin, that same noble root, and yet it was even stronger than the legends they had heard.

Jessica’s eyes trembled.

”This aura...” she whispered.

Her voice almost broke.

”It is truly the Heavenly Luminance bloodline.”

One of the injured elves behind her fell to one knee, not because Max forced him to, but because his body reacted before his mind could. Another elf’s eyes turned red as if he had seen the return of something thought lost forever.

Jessica stared at Max with shock, hope, and confusion all mixed together.

”No,” she muttered. ”This is not just the Heavenly Luminance Royal Bloodline. It feels different than Divine Queen’s bloodline.”

Nancy glanced at Max, then said quietly, ”His bloodline is called the Heavenly Luminance Divine Bloodline. From what Prince Elrian told him, it is a variant above Divine Queen Caelira’s original bloodline.”

Jessica’s expression changed again.

”Heavenly Luminance Divine Bloodline...” she repeated softly.

For a moment, she looked as if she might finally believe him completely.

But then something else appeared in her eyes.

Confusion.

Deep confusion.

She looked at Max with a frown, and the joy that had just begun rising in her heart was suddenly covered by doubt.

”That should be impossible,” Jessica said.

Max’s eyes narrowed slightly. ”Why?”

Jessica took a slow breath and looked at the golden light around him again, as if trying to confirm what she was seeing.

”Because from what we knew, your bloodline was taken away from you.”

The moment those words left her mouth, the air around Max became colder.

Nancy’s expression also changed.

Jessica noticed their reactions, but she continued because this matter was too important to hide.

”During the calamity all those years ago, the second faction did not only attack because they wanted to destroy Divine Queen Caelira’s family. They attacked because of the bloodline you carried. We heard fragments from the guards in the Elf Prison. We heard that Caelira’s son had inherited an abnormal Heavenly Luminance bloodline, something purer than even the royal line itself.”

Her voice became heavier.

”But we were also told that the bloodline was extracted from you and placed into an elf of the second faction.”

Max’s eyes became deathly calm.

The golden light around him flickered once, and the pressure in the area deepened.

Jessica looked at him with uncertainty and pain in her eyes. ”That is why many of us believed you had died. A child whose bloodline was forcefully taken away could not have survived easily, especially during an attack arranged by the second faction. So I do not understand.”

She stepped closer, her gaze fixed on the divine golden radiance surrounding Max.

”How can you still have this bloodline?”

Nancy turned toward Max, and for a moment, even she did not know what to say.

Max remained silent.

”It is a long story,” he said after a moment, shaking his head slightly. ”Now that you know it is me, can you tell me where Caroline is?”

Jessica’s expression immediately became solemn.

She looked at Max for a few breaths, as if she still wanted to ask him many things about Caelira, about his survival, about his bloodline, and about the elder sister Nancy had mentioned, but she also knew that none of those questions mattered more than Caroline’s current danger.

If Caroline died or was captured by the second faction, then another pillar of the third faction would fall, and all the hope that had barely begun to rise in Jessica’s heart would be crushed again.

”Follow me,” Jessica said firmly.

Then she turned toward the other four injured elves.

”Heal here,” she ordered. ”We will regroup once we have saved Caroline.”

The four elves clearly wanted to follow, but their bodies were covered in wounds, their energy was unstable, and the battle against Lumine’s group had already pushed them close to their limit. If they forced themselves deeper into Witch God Valley in their current state, they would become a burden rather than help.

One of them clenched his teeth and said, ”Jessica, be careful.”

Jessica nodded. ”Stay alive.”

The four elves nodded with unwilling but obedient expressions.