Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Chapter 1760: Mocking Max!

For a brief moment after Max said he would take care of them, the battlefield fell into a strange silence.

Seraphine’s eyes narrowed as she looked at Max.

The golden light that had appeared around him just now had not escaped her senses. She had felt it clearly. There was a strange bloodline aura coming from this human, and although she did not want to admit it, that aura gave her a faint pressure that should not have existed. It was related to the Heavenly Luminance bloodline.

No, it felt even purer than the bloodline power flowing inside her own body. That realization made her heart tighten for a moment, but Seraphine quickly suppressed the unease rising inside her.

She refused to believe that a human could possess something superior to the royal bloodline of the elves. It had to be the effect of some treasure, some inheritance, or perhaps a trick created by Caroline’s side to shake her confidence.

Her expression became cold again.

“You will take care of us?” Seraphine repeated, her voice carrying clear mockery. “Human, do you even understand what you are saying?”

Fin laughed from beside her, his figure flickering faintly inside the dim light of his Pale Eclipse Path. “He obviously does not. Look at him, Seraphine. He blocked one attack and already thinks he can stand above us. Humans are always amusing when they mistake one lucky moment for strength.”

Caroline frowned and took a step forward despite her injuries. “You need to stop provoking them. They are not enemies you can handle with courage alone.”

Max looked back at her and smiled faintly. “I told you, I will take care of them.”

That calm reply made Caroline even more anxious, but before she could say anything else, Seraphine’s cold laughter sounded across the battlefield.

“Caroline, it seems your situation is so miserable that even a human stranger has started acting like your protector,” Seraphine said, her golden eyes filled with disdain. “How far the remnants of Caelira’s faction have fallen.”

Caroline’s expression turned cold. “Do not speak her name.”

Seraphine ignored her and kept her gaze on Max. “You carry a strange light aura. I will admit that much. For a moment, it almost made me think of the Heavenly Luminance bloodline, but that is impossible. A human like you cannot possess such a bloodline. At most, you obtained some imitation, some damaged treasure, or some fragment of power you do not truly understand.”

Fin’s smile widened. “Or maybe he stole something from someone and now thinks it belongs to him.”

Max’s eyes remained calm.

Seraphine watched his lack of reaction, and irritation flashed in her eyes. She disliked that calmness. Most people showed fear when facing her Radiant Judgment Path. Some showed hatred. Some showed desperation. But Max was looking at her as if she and Fin were merely obstacles delaying him.

“You are not the first person to stand in front of me with confidence,” Seraphine said coldly. “Many geniuses have done the same. Some relied on powerful bodies. Some relied on divine weapons. Some relied on bloodline tricks. In the end, all of them lowered their heads beneath judgment.”

Fin slowly walked to the side, his figure splitting into several pale afterimages as the Pale Eclipse Path twisted the space around him. “Seraphine, do not waste too many words on him. Since he wants to be a hero, let him die like one. I want to see if his expression will remain that calm after I cut his arms off.”

Max glanced at Fin. “You can try.”

The simple reply made Fin’s smile stiffen.

A cold light flashed in his eyes.

“You really are eager to die.”

Seraphine raised her hand slightly, and the Radiant Judgment Path behind her brightened again. Golden pillars rose within the path, countless shining eyes opened in the air, and scales of light formed above her head as if the entire battlefield had become a court where she alone held the right to decide guilt and punishment.

“Human,” she said with a mocking smile, “since you insist on interfering in elven matters, then I will allow you to understand the difference between borrowed courage and true power.”

Fin’s body faded further into the dim eclipse light around him. “And I will take his Killing Points after you break him. He looks like someone who has gathered quite a lot.”

Seraphine’s gaze moved briefly toward Dragonheart in Max’s hand, and although she did not recognize everything about it, she could feel that it was not ordinary. Her smile became colder.

“His sword is also interesting.”

Fin laughed. “Then we kill him, take the sword, take the points, and then drag Caroline back. That sounds like a good ending.”

Caroline’s face became pale with anger and worry. “You two are shameless.”

Seraphine looked at her indifferently. “The defeated do not get to complain about methods.”

Max slowly turned Dragonheart in his hand.

The sword gave out a low hum, and the sound spread across the battlefield like a dragon waking beneath a silent mountain. Seraphine’s expression changed slightly again when she felt the power coming of Max’s sword. It was too powerful.

Even Fin could not help but feel threatened by the sword in Max’s hand.

Although he had been mocking Max a moment ago, the instant Dragonheart gave out that low hum, Fin’s instincts sharpened, and the pale light of his Eclipse Path trembled faintly around him. He was arrogant, but he was not stupid.

A sword that could make his Pseudo Cosmic Path react like that could not be an ordinary weapon, and the more he looked at Dragonheart, the more familiar it seemed, as if he had heard about it from somewhere not too long ago.

“Wait a minute!” Fin suddenly exclaimed, his eyes narrowing as realization flashed across his face. “That sword… I know you! You are that human who recently became famous in the Divine Realm. Max Morgan, was it? The one who got the Sword of the Sword Sovereign.”

“Sword of the Sword Sovereign?” Seraphine frowned, and for a brief moment, the caution in her eyes deepened before it was quickly replaced by disdain. She looked at Dragonheart, then looked at Max again, and a sneer slowly appeared on her face. “So the aura he was releasing came from his sword and not from him?”

She then laughed.

“No wonder I felt a little threatened by him. It turns out it was all because of his sword.”

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