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Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Chapter 282: Fearful Anton · Oct 05, 2026

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251 Chapter 251: A Hidden City 2026-10-05
252 Chapter 252: Callie Bringer 2026-10-05
253 Chapter 253: Old Saintess 2026-10-05
254 Chapter 254: Inheritance Tower 2026-10-05
255 Chapter 255: Bloodline Surpassing A Progenitor? 2026-10-05
256 Chapter 256: Bloodline Treasure 2026-10-05
257 Chapter 257: Source Bloodline 2026-10-05
258 Chapter 258: Betrayal Means Death 2026-10-05
259 Chapter 259: Inheritance 2026-10-05
260 Chapter 260: Miracle 2026-10-05
261 Chapter 261: A Path Unique to Max 2026-10-05
262 Chapter 262: Benefits of Inheritance 2026-10-05
263 Chapter 263: Dragon Scales Transformation 2026-10-05
264 Chapter 264: Good to have Someone Else Do the Small Things 2026-10-05
265 Chapter 265: History of Nulls 2026-10-05
266 Chapter 266: History of Ascendants 2026-10-05
267 Chapter 267: All Skills at Legendary Rank 2026-10-05
268 Chapter 268: Third Condition 2026-10-05
269 Chapter 269: To The West 2026-10-05
270 Chapter 270: Sun Palace 2026-10-05
271 Chapter 271: Resting Chamber 2026-10-05
272 Chapter 272: Illusion of Bloodline 2026-10-05
273 Chapter 273: Rumors 2026-10-05
274 Chapter 274: Her Feelings 2026-10-05
275 Chapter 275: Arrival 2026-10-05
276 Chapter 276: Exploded 2026-10-05
277 Chapter 277: A Punch 2026-10-05
278 Chapter 278: Aelricʼs True Strength 2026-10-05
279 Chapter 279: Slaps 2026-10-05
280 Chapter 280: Overwhelming Power 2026-10-05
281 Chapter 281: Soul Weapon 2026-10-05
282 Chapter 282: Fearful Anton 2026-10-05
283 Chapter 283: Secret Hideout 2026-10-05
284 Chapter 284: Truth 2026-10-05
285 Chapter 285: A bit of talk 2026-10-05
286 Chapter 286: Leaving Alice 2026-10-05
287 Chapter 287: Meeting Crown Prince Aelric 2026-10-05
288 Chapter 288: Meeting Amelia and Revenna 2026-10-05
289 Chapter 289: Start of the Banquet 2026-10-05
290 Chapter 290: Significance of Mourning Depths 2026-10-05
291 Chapter 291: Must for Seeker Rank 2026-10-05
292 Chapter 292: Branch of the Black Lotus Guild 2026-10-05
293 Chapter 293: Divine Palace 2026-10-05
294 Chapter 294: Bone Frame 2026-10-05
295 Chapter 295: Infernal Demon Tattoo 2026-10-05
296 Chapter 296: Into the Divine Palace 2026-10-05
297 Chapter 297: Palace Master Hugh 2026-10-05
298 Chapter 298: Making a fool one self 2026-10-05
299 Chapter 299: Reason 2026-10-05
300 Chapter 300: Azula 2026-10-05

Chapter 282: Fearful Anton

Anton took deep, controlled breaths, forcing his racing heart to slow.

His hands trembled slightly, a lingering cold sweat forming at his brow.

The sensation he had felt moments ago—

It wasnʼt normal.

It wasnʼt something that could be easily dismissed.

For a brief, fleeting instant—

It had felt as though death itself had brushed past his throat.

Not with a blade.

Not with an attack.

But with something far worse.

A force so absolute, so overwhelming, that his entire being had screamed at him to run.

To escape.

But he couldnʼt.

Because it was already gone.

The air was still.

The fight had ended.

But Anton…

He was still shaken.

His mind spun, struggling to piece things together.

ʼWhat was that? Who was that?ʼ

The masked figure who had dominated the battlefield with ease.

The man who had stood unshaken against the Crown Prince, Amelia, Revenna, and even the top geniuses of the South.

The same man who had mocked them all, held their strongest in place with a single skill—and vanished as if reality itself bent to his will.

Anton swallowed hard, his suspicion growing with each passing second.

Slowly, his eyes drifted toward Alice.

She stood still, but he could see the faintest traces of emotion flickering across her face.

Recognition?

Shock?

Relief?

It was subtle.

Too subtle for most to notice.

But Anton wasnʼt most people.

He knew Alice better than anyone.

And the way she reacted to the masked manʼs presence—it wasnʼt normal.

ʼDoes she… know him?ʼ

The thought took root, growing stronger and stronger the more he dwelled on it.

No—

It wasnʼt just that.

It was something more.

Something deeper.

A connection.

Antonʼs jaw tightened, his mind flashing back to another person.

Someone he once knew.

Someone who shouldnʼt be here.

A figure took shape in his mind.

ʼCould he be…?ʼ

The thought was dangerous.

Unbelievable.

And yet—

He had never felt such an overwhelming presence before.

Never seen someone dominate an entire battlefield the way that masked man had.

The way he moved.

The way he spoke.

The way he froze the strongest of the South with a single skill.

The sheer untouchable aura that surrounded him.

It was unnatural.

Terrifying.

And yet…

It reminded him of someone.

Anton shook his head, forcing the idea out of his mind.

ʼNo. It couldnʼt be Max.ʼ

The differences were too great.

Max was only an Adept Rank the last time he was seen. The masked manʼs strength… it was far beyond that. It felt closer to Peak Adept Rank—possibly beyond.

Max used a sword, lightning, and flames in battle. The masked man? He used only his fists and space element. No sword. No fire. Nothing that resembled Maxʼs style at all.

Max was strong—but not like this.

Not like a walking calamity.

Not like someone who could toy with the Crown Prince, Amelia, Revenna, and the strongest of the South all at once.

Anton let out a slow breath.

No—it didnʼt make sense.

And yet…

Even as he convinced himself otherwise, the unease remained.

His hands were still clammy.

His chest was still tight.

The memory of death brushing against him wouldnʼt disappear.

He could still hear that voice, whispering in his mind—

”Be very careful with how you treat Alice. Otherwise, the next time I see you make her cry… I wonʼt just warn you.”

It was too much of a coincidence.

Too personal.

His jaw tightened, his hands clenching into fists.

He wasnʼt the gambling type.

He didnʼt like risking his life over a mistake.

And if—just if—there was even the slightest chance that the masked man was somehow Max…

Then he needed to change his approach.

Because if that monster truly was Max…

Then Anton had severely underestimated him.

And he wouldnʼt make that mistake again.

Antonʼs thoughts were interrupted as a group of figures descended from the sky.

The air around them shifted, carrying a heavy martial pressure that made even the strongest guests tense up.

They were the Royal Guard.

Not ordinary soldiers.

Not simple warriors.

But elites—the very backbone of the Western Kingdomʼs military might.

Each one wore silver armor, their movements precise and disciplined.

But at the front of the group, leading them—

A single man stood out.

Unlike the others, this manʼs armor gleamed gold, carrying an air of absolute authority.

A massive sword rested on his back, its presence alone enough to demand respect.

His eyes—sharp, piercing, and impossibly keen—swept across the battle-scarred garden, taking in the pits, the craters, and the lingering remnants of the clash.

Then, they locked onto Crown Prince Aelric.

His voice was calm, yet firm, carrying the weight of a man who had seen countless battles.

”What happened here, Your Highness?”

Though respectful, there was an underlying urgency in his tone.

Something like this couldnʼt be ignored.

Crown Prince Aelric let out a deep sigh, his face still carrying the frustration from earlier.

”It was some guy in a mask.”

The golden-armored generalʼs brows furrowed slightly.

”Someone from the Black Lotus Guild?”

It was the most logical assumption—after all, the Black Lotus Guild was infamous for their secrecy and shadowy methods.

But—

Crown Prince Aelric shook his head immediately.

”No, it wasnʼt them.”

His voice was certain.

And then, after a brief pause, he added—

”This guy… didnʼt look like he was from the Black Lotus Guild.”

The generalʼs frown deepened.

”Then who?”

The Crown Prince stood silent for a moment, contemplating his next words.

Then—

He spoke with deliberate precision.

”He is probably a guest here.”

His gaze drifted to the garden full of spectators—people from all over Valora Continent, watching the scene with a mix of amusement, curiosity, and disbelief.

”A guest… but someone who doesnʼt want to show his face.”

His fingers tightened slightly around his golden blade, but his tone remained controlled.

”Thereʼs no need to look for him.”

The golden-armored generalʼs expression flickered with surprise.

”Your Highness?”

But Aelric continued.

”Just make sure that if you do find him, you must inform me first. Before my father.”

A weighted silence fell between them.

The general understood immediately.

This wasnʼt something to report to the king yet.

This masked man was dangerous—but if the king got involved too soon, it could escalate into something even bigger.

Aelric wanted to handle this personally.

The golden-armored man gave a firm nod.

”Understood.”

Then, without another word, he turned on his heel and disappeared into the night, the silver-armored guards following closely behind him.

As the guards dispersed, Anton let out a slow breath, still unable to shake the feeling in his chest.

His gaze shifted once more—toward Alice.

She still hadnʼt spoken.

Still hadnʼt moved.

She simply stared at the spot where the masked man once stood, her hands clenching tightly at the fabric of her dress.

Her expression—hidden from most—

But not from him.

Anton swallowed hard.

ʼWhat do you know, Alice?ʼ

The question burned inside him.

Because whatever it was—

It was something she wasnʼt willing to say.

***

Crown Prince Aelricʼs voice rang through the garden, carrying a tone of assurance and authority.

”Everyone.”

His gaze swept over the crowd, taking in the uneasy faces of the guests who had just witnessed a battle that shook the Sun Palace itself.

”Forgive me for the chaos that happened just now. Please, enjoy the rest of the evening.”

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