Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Chapter 1761: Mocking Turn into Fear!

Caroline, who stood behind Max, also frowned slightly. She had heard of the Sword of the Sword Sovereign. Anyone who had entered the Cosmic Ascension Conference and paid attention to the great inheritances and major treasures would have heard the rumors.

A human had obtained a terrifying sword connected to the Sword Sovereign, had offended the Sword God Palace, and was now being hunted by them.

Yet Caroline still could not understand why such a person would appear here, why he would interfere in a battle between elves, and why he would stand between her and two enemies powerful enough to threaten even her life. If he only relied on the sword, then his confidence was far too dangerous. If he had misjudged Seraphine and Fin, then he would die here because of her.

“Seraphine, we should play with him a bit,” Fin said with a smile as the Pale Eclipse Path twisted behind him like a curtain of dim light and shadow. “Do not kill him easily.”

Seraphine looked at Max with cold amusement. “A human who borrowed a sword and started thinking he could interfere with the second faction. Fine. Since he wants to act brave in front of Caroline, let him understand what despair feels like.”

Max listened to them quietly.

And then his expression changed all of a sudden.

The change was immediate.

One moment, Max looked calm and faintly amused by their arrogance. The next moment, his expression became completely emotionless. His eyes lost every visible ripple of anger, mockery, impatience, or killing intent, and what remained was so still that it felt more terrifying than rage. It was not the calm of someone suppressing emotions. It was the calm of someone who had cut them away entirely.

The air around him changed.

A silent aura spread from his body.

This time, it was different from before.

When Max had used the Emotion Severing Path against the Sword God Palace disciples and Lumine’s group, he had only revealed enough to kill them quickly, but now, for the first time, he truly released the full pressure of his Pseudo Cosmic Path.

The Severing Sword Concept inside him unfolded completely, and the Emotion Severing Path descended upon Witch God Valley like an invisible heaven-splitting blade.

The cursed mist stopped moving.

The violet sky above the treetop seemed to darken.

The golden light of Seraphine’s Radiant Judgment Path trembled.

The pale shadows of Fin’s Eclipse Path distorted violently, as if something had cut through the foundation of their illusion.

A chill crawled down everyone’s spine.

It was not cold in the ordinary sense. It did not come from ice, wind, or death energy. It came from something deeper and far more frightening. It felt as if the heart itself had been touched by a blade, as if fear, anger, pride, hatred, and hope could all be severed before they even fully formed.

The aura did not scream for destruction. It did not demand submission. It simply existed, silent and absolute, turning the entire battlefield into a place where emotions felt fragile and life felt thin.

Jessica’s body stiffened at the edge of the battlefield.

The four third faction elves who had followed behind at a distance felt their faces turn pale, and even though Max’s path was not aimed at them, their souls still trembled from the pressure.

Caroline, standing closest behind Max, felt her breath catch in her throat.

Her Heavenly Luminance Royal Bloodline instinctively flared, wrapping her injured body in golden light, but even that sacred warmth could not fully drive away the chill spreading from Max’s back.

Nancy was shaken the most.

She had seen Max use his sword before.

She had seen him kill the Sword God Palace disciples with one slash. She had seen him erase Lumine’s group with the Saint Origin Sword Art. She had seen the emotionless state that appeared when he touched his Pseudo Cosmic Path.

Yet this was still different. This was not a glimpse. This was not a restrained release. This was the true pressure of Max’s Emotion Severing Path, and the moment it descended, even Nancy felt her heart shake as if an invisible sword had been placed against it.

‘So he was still holding back before,’ Nancy thought, her fingers tightening around her sword.

The realization made her feel cold.

Seraphine’s mocking smile slowly disappeared.

The laughter in Fin’s eyes also froze.

For the first time, both of them understood that something was wrong. The pressure spreading from Max was not coming from Dragonheart. The sword was resonating with him, but it was not the source. The terrifying aura, the emotionless stillness, the invisible severing force pressing down on their minds, all of it came from Max himself.

Seraphine’s eyes widened slightly. “This is…”

Fin’s expression turned ugly. “A Pseudo Cosmic Path?”

Max slowly raised Dragonheart.

The blade hummed again, but now the sound was different. It was no longer the roar of a treasure revealing its presence. It was the cry of a sword answering its master’s path. The Emotion Severing Path wrapped around the blade in thin, invisible layers, and the air near the edge split silently.

No light flashed. No storm erupted. Yet the danger carried by that raised sword made both Seraphine and Fin feel their skin tighten.

Max looked at them with eyes that held no emotion.

“You were wrong about one thing,” he said calmly.

His voice was quiet, but everyone heard it clearly.

“The sword is not what made you feel threatened.”

Seraphine’s face darkened.

Fin instinctively took half a step back, then immediately stopped himself when he realized what he had done, and humiliation flashed in his eyes.

Max continued, his tone still flat and emotionless.

“It was me.”

The words fell like a verdict.

Seraphine gritted her teeth, and the Radiant Judgment Path behind her erupted with stronger golden light as she forcefully suppressed the unease in her heart. “Do not get carried away, human. A Pseudo Cosmic Path does not mean you can defeat us both.”

Fin’s expression twisted into a cold smile again, but this time the confidence in it was no longer complete. “Good. This makes it more interesting. If we kill you, the points and that sword will both belong to us.”

Max did not respond.

He only took one step forward.

The moment his foot touched the cracked battlefield, the invisible pressure of the Emotion Severing Path spread even deeper, and the thin line already cut into the ground beneath him extended forward silently, as if the earth itself had acknowledged his sword before he even swung it.

Seraphine and Fin both felt their hearts tighten at the same time, and although neither of them wanted to admit it, the calmness in Max’s eyes was beginning to feel more frightening than any killing intent.

He was not looking at them like enemies who could threaten him. He was looking at them like obstacles that had not yet realized they were already dead for him.

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