Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

The next moment, both formations flashed. Revona and Virgil vanished from the plaza. At the same time, the enormous projection above the Battle Space brightened.

Their figures appeared inside it, clear and vivid, standing opposite each other in a vast virtual arena surrounded by floating runes and endless darkness. Everyone gathered outside could see them clearly, like the two fighters stood right in front of them.

Inside the Battle Space, Revona and Virgil faced each other across the vast virtual arena.

The battlefield stretched wide and empty, with dark gray stone beneath their feet and countless ancient runes floating silently around them. Those runes pulsed with faint light, recording every movement and every fluctuation of power so the crowd outside could follow the battle clearly.

There were no walls, no terrain advantages, no hidden spots to retreat to. It was a pure combat arena where strength, instinct, and skill would decide everything.

A countdown appeared before both of them.

Ten. Nine. Eight.

Outside the Battle Space, the crowd gradually quieted down. The Dragon Race members watched with confident expressions, already convinced Virgil’s win was certain. After all, he sat at the 1st level of the Divine Lord Realm and carried the natural physical superiority of the Dragon Race.

Revona was also a genius from the Primordial Universe, but the Dragon Race had always trusted their bodies, bloodlines, and brutal close-combat strength above everything else.

Max stood below the projection and watched calmly, his gaze mostly resting on Virgil. He wanted to see exactly how powerful a true Dragon Race newcomer from the Godslayer’s Pilgrimage could get.

Three. Two. One. Zero.

The moment the countdown vanished, Virgil moved.

He didn’t probe or test her first. A fierce roar tore from his throat, and his dragon bloodline surged through his body like a violent tide.

Dark green scales spread across his arms, chest, neck, and face at visible speed. His fingers stretched into claws, his muscles expanded, and a long scaled tail lashed behind him with enough force to crack the arena floor. His horns grew longer and sharper, while his golden vertical pupils turned colder and more beast-like.

In an instant, he entered his Half-Dragon Transformation.

Even though he still stood in humanoid form, his presence had changed completely. He no longer felt like an ordinary cultivator. He felt like a dragon beast wearing a human shape. His vitality ran dense, his physical pressure turned suffocating, and his body released a wild strength that made even the spectators outside feel his savagery through the projection.

Boom!

The stone beneath Virgil’s feet shattered as he charged forward. His speed was terrifying. In a single breath, he appeared in front of Revona and swung his claw toward her head. The attack came direct and violent, without any unnecessary flourish.

Yet for someone from the Dragon Race, that kind of simplicity often turned out most dangerous. Their bodies were weapons, and in Half-Dragon Transformation, even a casual claw strike could tear through the defenses of plenty of Divine Lord Realm geniuses.

Revona didn’t panic. Her eyes changed before the claw reached her. A deep silver-black light appeared in her pupils, calm and bottomless, like two quiet voids opening inside her gaze. This wasn’t an ordinary eye technique that just sharpened perception.

The moment her Void Origin Eyes awakened, the space around her seemed to still, and every trace of Virgil’s attack entered her sight.

She saw the claw. She saw the dragon energy wrapped around it. She saw the killing force hidden inside it.

Then the attack began to fade. Virgil’s claw came down with terrifying momentum, but the moment Revona’s eyes locked onto it, the dragon energy surrounding his hand thinned rapidly.

Its force weakened, its edge dulled, and the violent aura inside it disappeared layer by layer, as if the attack itself had been denied the right to exist.

By the time the claw reached Revona, most of its power had already been nullified. Revona stepped sideways and dodged the remaining force with ease. Virgil’s claw swept past her, striking the ground and leaving only shallow marks instead of the deep scars everyone had expected.

The crowd stirred.

”What happened?”

”His attack weakened?”

”No. It didn’t just weaken. It disappeared before it even reached her.”

Virgil’s eyes narrowed.

Revona raised one hand calmly. ”Void Origin Eyes, Empty Trace.”

A thin silver-black line flashed from her fingertips and shot toward Virgil’s chest. Virgil reacted fast, crossing his scaled arms in front of him. The attack hit his scales, and for a moment, no explosion followed. Instead, the silver-black light spread across the surface of his defense like ink on water.

Then part of the dragon energy protecting his scales vanished. Virgil got forced back half a step, his expression shifting.

Revona’s attack hadn’t broken his defense through raw power. It had erased the energy holding it together.

Virgil lowered his arms and stared at her. ”So your eyes can nullify attacks.”

Revona’s expression stayed calm. ”You caught on fast.”

Virgil grinned, but his gaze sharpened. ”Then let’s see how much you can nullify.”

His body blurred again. This time, he didn’t rely on a single frontal attack. He circled Revona at high speed, striking from different directions with claws, fists, tail whips, and bursts of dragon energy.

Each attack carried explosive power, and each movement cracked the arena floor beneath him. He used his Half-Dragon Transformation to its fullest, constantly shifting angles to pressure Revona from every side.

Revona stood at the center of the storm, her eyes glowing quietly. Whenever Virgil’s claws approached her, the power around them weakened. Whenever his dragon energy erupted, the Void Origin Eyes locked onto it and stripped its force away.

Whenever his tail swept across the battlefield, Revona’s gaze followed its path, scattering the violent energy around the strike into nothing before she moved out of range.

She wasn’t overpowering him. She was denying him. One attack after another failed to hit at full strength. Virgil moved fast, fierce, and physically terrifying, but Revona’s Void Origin Eyes made his offense feel incomplete.

Every time he tried to crush her with brute force, she calmly looked at the attack and erased most of its power before it could really hurt her.