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Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Chapter 314: Hunting · Oct 05, 2026

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301 Chapter 301: Three Months of Time 2026-10-05
302 Chapter 302: Divine Rank - The Peak of the World 2026-10-05
303 Chapter 303: Amara Moyer 2026-10-05
304 Chapter 304: A Map 2026-10-05
305 Chapter 305: A Foolʼs Dream 2026-10-05
306 Chapter 306: Bored 2026-10-05
307 Chapter 307: Replacing Slaughter with Infernal Energy 2026-10-05
308 Chapter 308: A Wailing Ghost 2026-10-05
309 Chapter 309: A Horrifying Scene 2026-10-05
310 Chapter 310: Darkness 2026-10-05
311 Chapter 311: A Song... 2026-10-05
312 Chapter 312: RUN! 2026-10-05
313 Chapter 313: Sinful Bone Frame 2026-10-05
314 Chapter 314: Hunting 2026-10-05
315 Chapter 315: Sealed 2026-10-05
316 Chapter 316: A Painful Process 2026-10-05
317 Chapter 317: Unholy Trinity Body 2026-10-05
318 Chapter 318: Manifestation 2026-10-05
319 Chapter 319: Wraith of the World 2026-10-05
320 Chapter 320: Seven Lightnings of Judgment 2026-10-05
321 Chapter 321: Vanished into nihility 2026-10-05
322 Chapter 322: Pressure Making Expert Rank KNEEL 2026-10-05
323 Chapter 323: Eating Away Fate 2026-10-05
324 Chapter 324: Deviant 2026-10-05
325 Chapter 325: Yin and Yang 2026-10-05
326 Chapter 326: Looking Forward 2026-10-05
327 Chapter 327: Meeting Envoy Lucas 2026-10-05
328 Chapter 328: Soul Search 2026-10-05
329 Chapter 329: Eleven Layers of Infernal Demon Tattoo 2026-10-05
330 Chapter 330: Half an year... 2026-10-05
331 Chapter 331: Safe Zone 2026-10-05
332 Chapter 332: Infernal Storm 2026-10-05
333 Chapter 333: Meeting Others 2026-10-05
334 Chapter 334: True Mourning Depths 2026-10-05
335 Chapter 335: Max Taking the Lead 2026-10-05
336 Chapter 336: Soul Mark 2026-10-05
337 Chapter 337: A Dragon? 2026-10-05
338 Chapter 338: A Dragonʼs Assistance 2026-10-05
339 Chapter 339: Meeting with leaders 2026-10-05
340 Chapter 340: 340. Greed and Rage 2026-10-05
341 Chapter 341: Go Ahead and Kill Me 2026-10-05
342 Chapter 342: Pity 2026-10-05
343 Chapter 343: Moving Forward 2026-10-05
344 Chapter 344: Sword and the Altar 2026-10-05
345 Chapter 345: Mark Vendor 2026-10-05
346 Chapter 346: A Showdown 2026-10-05
347 Chapter 347: A Conspiracy 2026-10-05
348 Chapter 348: Twelve Layer Infernal Demon Tattoo 2026-10-05
349 Chapter 349: My Soul is sealed here 2026-10-05
350 Chapter 350: Evil Sword 2026-10-05

Chapter 314: Hunting

Maxʼs tone didnʼt change. ”Iʼm splitting off.”

It was calm. Steady. Like he was just going for a walk.

Grey took a step forward. ”Youʼre walking back into that? Are you mad?! You saw what happened! That fog—”

”I know what happened,” Max interrupted, his eyes sharp now. ”But my decisionʼs made.”

Greyʼs brow furrowed deeply. ”That place isnʼt normal. You think just because you survived it once, you can do it again?”

Max shrugged. ”Iʼm not here to survive. Iʼm here to finish what I came for.”

The statement caught Grey off guard. He didnʼt know what that meant, but the weight behind Maxʼs words made his chest feel tight.

Max didnʼt wait for a response.

He looked out across the hazy land ahead—into the very same fog that had devoured a genius before their eyes. But this time, he wasnʼt afraid.

Because he could feel it. A faint, unmistakable sensation.

His bloodline. Burning in the distance.

Alice.

Somewhere in the Mourning Depths, she was alive. The vial she carried—his blood, his black flame—was still pulsing.

Still calling back to him.

And he would find her.

Before Grey could say another word, a soft but stern voice came from the side.

”Youʼll die if you go alone.” Amaraʼs eyes met Maxʼs. ”You should reconsider.”

Max turned to her slowly. There was a calmness in his gaze, but also something else—determination.

”I appreciate your concern,” he said. ”But I wonʼt die. I know what Iʼm doing.”

Amara didnʼt press further. She only frowned, clearly unsettled, but said nothing more.

Just then, another voice echoed in Maxʼs mind—gentle, anxious.

”Max, what are you doing? Leader told us to stay together. To watch each otherʼs backs.”

It was Callie. Her vital essence transmission was filled with worry.

He turned his head slightly and looked at her.

She stood a few feet behind him, her white mask concealing her face. But he could feel the emotion behind it.

”I know,” Max said softly. ”But I have to do this.”

He gestured lightly toward Old Man Grey.

”Youʼll be safe with him. Trust me. Heʼll get you to the 1500-mile zone.”

Callie didnʼt respond immediately.

She lowered her head slightly, fists tightening beneath her robe. Her heart told her to stop him. To say something—anything—to make him stay.

But… she couldnʼt.

Not with the way he looked. Not with the quiet fire in his voice.

In the end, she only nodded.

”Donʼt die,” she said, barely above a whisper.

Max gave her a small smile.

”I wonʼt.”

And then—

Without another glance back,

Without hesitation,

Without fear—

He turned.

And walked straight back into the black fog.

Max didnʼt hesitate.

Didnʼt pause.

Didnʼt even glance over his shoulder.

Old Man Greyʼs words drifted behind him, laced with warning, but also a sliver of resignation.

”Max, since you are planning to head alone then do so. But know that whatever happens to you… will not be blamed on my Divine Palace.”

Max just gave a simple nod. His voice was calm. Steady.

”I know. Itʼs my decision. So anything that happens to me… will be my fault.”

No dramatic exit. No last words.

He turned away—

And stepped into the fog.

The moment he crossed the threshold, the world changed.

Sound disappeared.

Light dimmed.

The warmth of the others… gone in an instant.

The fog wrapped around him like a shroud. Soft at first—like drifting smoke—

But with every step, it thickened. Grew heavy. Dense. Wet.

It began to press in from all sides, clinging to his clothes, coiling around his skin.

His boots crunched over brittle ground.

Bone dust. Maybe worse.

The air buzzed with something ancient. Something sick.

Infernal energy.

It filled the air like static. Vivid. Hungry. Alive.

Max lowered his presence to the bare minimum—his aura sealed so tightly not even a ripple leaked out. His heart slowed. His breathing turned shallow. He became a shadow within the shadow.

”Max, first pretend youʼre not its enemy…”

Blobʼs voice was steady. Cautious.

”Iʼll find its core. We only have one chance. One. If we miss… itʼll never fall for the same trick again.”

Max didnʼt reply—he didnʼt need to.

He simply gave the slightest nod.

He understood everything.

This wasnʼt a fight.

It was a hunt. A delicate one.

And this time—he wasnʼt the predator.

Not yet.

According to Blob, Sinful Bone Frames didnʼt linger near the surface.

They slept.

Buried thousands of feet underground, their wills dormant for centuries.

But the moment they sensed a vulnerable soul walking too close…

They rose.

And they hunted.

It was only during that moment—when they surfaced, searching for prey—

that they were exposed.

That was his window.

His only window.

Once they vanished again, it would take days… weeks… lifetimes…

to lure them back out.

And in this fog-choked death field of the Mourning Depths,

Max didnʼt have a lifetime.

—

So he played the fool.

He moved like he was lost. Confused.

Stumbled now and then. Slowed down.

Sometimes he sped up… sometimes paused.

Like prey.

He kept his soul force dimmed, buried deep.

He let the pressure build. Let it wrap around him like vines.

—

Then—

A sound.

Soft. Floating. Ancient.

A womanʼs voice, whispering through the mist.

”Lonely… Iʼm so lonely… come down and play with me…”

It wasnʼt loud.

It didnʼt echo.

It just existed. Everywhere. Nowhere.

A lullaby spoken by a ghost.

Max stopped walking.

His foot hovered over the earth for half a second.

His breath caught.

Then—

A faint gleam lit his eyes.

It came.

The Sinful Bone Frame was here.

Maxʼs mind went cold.

The moment the song echoed through the fog, he felt it.

Not just the melody—

But the pull.

It slithered through his ears.

Crept down his spine.

And reached for his soul.

But unlike last time…

He didnʼt panic.

His mind remained still.

Calm.

He could feel the structure of the song this time.

Could taste the thread of will woven beneath its sweetness.

It was elegant… but deadly.

A trap made of melody.

It didnʼt aim to kill him directly.

No, it was much more dangerous than that.

It sought to open a door—

One that led into the Soul Palace.

The moment his soul responded to it…

That door opened.

And the hunter stepped through.

If someone had no understanding of soul constructs—no awareness of will—

they wouldnʼt even realize what was happening.

Theyʼd simply be enchanted.

Wander in blindly.

And then… theyʼd never return.

—

Max blinked once—

and the world changed.

The choking fog, the gray light, the smell of death—

Gone.

Now, he stood in a vast, lush wilderness.

Emerald grass danced in the wind.

The sky above was a flawless blue, with soft clouds floating lazily across it.

Wildflowers bloomed in every direction.

There was no killing intent here.

Just peace.

And warmth.

The sudden shift jarred his senses.

Even knowing it was fake—his breath still hitched.

His mind tried to anchor itself. Tried to find a crack in this illusion.

But then—

A soft voice broke the silence.

”Stay with me… Follow me…”

He turned.

And froze.

Standing before him… was Alice.

Her long, fiery red skirt swayed in the wind.

Her red hair shimmered under the golden sun.

Her expression was soft. Eyes filled with longing.

It was her.

Same voice. Same presence. Same warmth.

The illusion was flawless.

Too flawless.

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