Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Chapter 1784: Three Moves to Morgana!

The entire base of the Witch God Tree fell into a silence so heavy that even the cursed wind seemed to stop moving.

Selene was gone.

The Divine Daughter of the second faction, the golden-haired genius trained by the Bloodline Hall and guided by the ancestors, the young woman who had unleashed the terrifying Pseudo Cosmic Path known as Heavenly Luminance Genesis, had been destroyed by a single punch after Max decided to close the distance.

It had not been a desperate struggle where both sides exhausted everything. Max had simply used the Vein of Speed to appear before her, activated the Vein of Strength, poured five thousand Draconic Essences into his fist, and shattered her defenses along with her body.

Rosaline stared at the empty space where Selene had disappeared, and for the first time since arriving at the base of the Witch God Tree, her calm expression showed clear shock. She had known Max was dangerous.

She had come here precisely because of the terrifying sword aura he had left behind near the neutral city, but seeing him kill Selene in one punch was something else entirely.

Selene was not some unknown genius. She was one of the strongest names among the younger generation of the elven race, and even Rosaline would have needed to treat her seriously if they fought. Yet Max had ended her after enduring her strongest Pseudo Cosmic Path attack without injury.

The young man standing beside Rosaline also looked stunned. “Princess… he killed Selene Vaeloria.”

Rosaline did not answer immediately.

Her gaze remained fixed on Max’s golden-black dragon scales, then shifted to the faint seven-colored lightning still flickering around him, then finally moved to Dragonheart in his other hand.

The strange thing was that Max had still not released the sword aura that had originally drawn her here. Even after fighting Selene, even after being ambushed by Morgana, even after killing the Divine Daughter, he had relied on other powers.

That realization made Rosaline’s shock turn into something deeper.

‘He still has not used that sword path,’ Rosaline thought, her eyes narrowing slightly. ‘Just how many hidden cards does he have?’

Morgana Starveil was also silent.

Her earlier mocking smile had vanished after Selene’s death. The witch from Stellar Templar stared at Max with narrowed purple eyes, and although she quickly regained her composure, the brief stiffness in her expression had already revealed that she had not expected Selene to fall so suddenly.

Kaiden Voidmere’s gaze remained calm, but the space around him rippled faintly, as if his body had instinctively reacted to Max’s burst of speed.

Orion Starfall, on the other hand, looked excited, but even his excitement was mixed with caution now. Max had just shown that if he wanted to end a fight quickly, his close-range killing power was terrifying.

The second faction elves were in even worse condition.

Seraphine’s face had become pale to the point of looking bloodless. Fin no longer had any desire to speak. The other elves stared at Max as if looking at a monster in human form, because the person they had trusted the most, the person they believed could suppress Max, had been turned into Killing Points before their eyes.

The confidence created by their numbers, formations, and bloodline suppression talismans cracked apart at that moment.

Caroline, Jessica, Nancy, and the third faction elves were equally shaken, but their shock carried a completely different emotion.

Max did not pay attention to the silence around him.

He slowly turned his head.

His gaze moved away from the place where Selene had died and landed on Morgana Starveil. “Let us finish what you started, shall we?”

Morgana heard him and immediately sneered.

“Humph, do you really think if you can handle Selene, you can also kill me?” Morgana said, her voice sharp with cold arrogance. “You have got it all wrong.”

Her words broke the silence and made many people look at her.

Even after seeing Selene die, Morgana still did not step back. Violet starlight gathered around her body, and the crystal charms floating beside her began spinning faster, forming faint circles of witchcraft power around her.

Unlike Selene, who fought with open radiance and overwhelming bloodline power, Morgana’s strength was strange, hidden, and poisonous.

She was a witch from Stellar Templar, one of the seven strongest first-rate forces of the Divine Realm, and her methods were not meant to be fair, beautiful, or direct. They were meant to make enemies die without understanding how they had been trapped.

Max smiled lightly.

“If it were the real world, I would have surely killed you by now in pure rage,” he said calmly. “I hate sneak attackers the most.”

Morgana’s eyes narrowed.

The air around her became colder.

Max continued arrogantly, “But since this is a battle royale, I will allow you three moves.”

The moment those words came out, the expressions of everyone present changed again.

Rosaline’s pupils tightened slightly.

Caroline was stunned.

Nancy looked at Max with surprise.

Orion Starfall’s eyes widened, then he suddenly laughed. “Three moves? He is even more arrogant than I thought.”

Kaiden Voidmere remained expressionless, but his gaze became much sharper.

Morgana stared at Max for a moment, then her lips curled into a cold smile. “You will allow me three moves?”

Her voice was filled with disbelief and mockery, but beneath that mockery, a trace of anger had clearly appeared. She was Morgana Starveil, one of the strongest geniuses of Stellar Templar. People feared her curses, her witchcraft, her fate-reading, and her ability to control a battlefield from the shadows. Yet Max was speaking as if she were someone he could casually test, tolerate, and then cut down whenever he pleased.

Max raised Dragonheart slightly.

The seven-colored lightning around him slowly faded, and in its place, a quieter and more terrifying sword aura began to stir. It was not fully released yet, but the moment it appeared, Rosaline’s expression changed. She recognized it. This was the very aura that had made her come all the way here.

Max looked at Morgana and spoke in an even calmer voice.

“If you cannot kill me in three moves, my sword will sever your existence in two.”

The battlefield went completely still.

The word sever made Seraphine and Fin instinctively tremble.

They had felt that sword path before. They knew what it meant. They have experienced it themselves. No matter how hard they tried, they simply couldn’t get past the severing power of Max’s sword.

Morgana’s smile stiffened for a heartbeat.

Then her expression turned cold and hateful.

“You are truly courting death, Max Morgan.”

Max’s smile did not disappear.

“First move,” he said.

Morgana’s eyes flashed with killing intent.

The violet charms around her body suddenly stopped spinning.

Then, one by one, they cracked open, releasing threads of purple starlight that spread into the air like a spiderweb woven from fate and curse power. At the same time, the roots beneath the Witch God Tree trembled again, and faint witch runes appeared across the ground around Max.

Rosaline stared at the scene with a serious expression, still shocked by Max’s arrogance but unwilling to blink.

Morgana was not Selene.

She would not fight openly if there was a more vicious way to win.

And now Max had given her three moves.

Whether that was confidence or madness, everyone was about to find out.

Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!

Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!