Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Chapter 1803: Last Trial – 4

The five continued through the Genesis Will Corridor.

The pressure increased again.

The mist tried different attacks as they climbed. It showed temptation. It showed fear. It showed victory. It showed loved ones. It showed enemies. It showed futures where they became kings, futures where they died forgotten, futures where they betrayed one another for Genesis Marks, and futures where one of them stood before the Genesis Throne while the others fell into the void.

But none of the five stopped for long. They were all monsters in their own way, and if their wills could be broken so easily, they would never have entered the Genesis Trial in the first place.

Still, the trial was not meaningless.

By the time they reached the end of the corridor, each person’s aura had changed slightly.

Tamara’s war intent became more compact.

Varkhon’s demonic pressure became more brutal.

Revona’s Void Origin Eyes became calmer and deeper.

Ervin’s abyss-like aura became quieter, but also more unnerving.

Max’s gaze became colder, and the promise inside his heart became firmer.

A system prompt appeared.

[Second Stage Cleared.]

[Willpower Assessment Completed.]

[All Participants Passed.]

[Individual Performance Recorded.]

The white-gold mist disappeared.

The five participants emerged onto a broad platform halfway up the Genesis Sovereign Platform. The Genesis Throne above them was much clearer now, but the pressure descending from it had become almost suffocating.

At this height, even standing still required strength. The white-gold patterns on the platform shone brighter, and countless cubic stars began gathering in the sky above them.

Then the platform split.

Five separate paths appeared ahead, each one leading toward the same upper layer but through different trials. At the junction where the paths began, a large system prompt appeared.

[Third Stage: Path Manifestation Ascent.]

[Objective: Manifest Your Path And Break Through The Trial Suppression.]

[Rules: Each Participant Must Take One Path.]

[Rules: Participants May Not Enter Another Participant’s Path Until The Final Convergence.]

[Warning: Path Strength, Path Stability, And Path Potential Will Be Assessed.]

[Warning: Weak Or Unstable Paths May Collapse Under Genesis Pressure.]

Varkhon grinned. “Now we separate.”

Tamara lifted her spear. “Looks like it.”

Revona glanced toward Max. “This may decide who can stand before the throne.”

Ervin looked at the five paths, then smiled faintly. “Then we should all choose carefully.”

Max examined the paths with his Dimensional Sovereign Body.

Each path felt different. One was heavy with battlefield pressure. One was filled with void fluctuations. One burned with demonic destruction. One sank into abyssal darkness. One was strange and unstable, shifting between sword, lightning, bloodline, space, and something deeper that seemed to respond to Max alone.

Max stepped toward that path.

The white-gold cubes beneath it trembled faintly as if recognizing him.

Tamara walked toward the path filled with battlefield pressure.

Varkhon chose the path burning with demonic destruction.

Revona moved toward the void path.

Ervin chose the abyssal path without hesitation.

Before stepping in, Tamara glanced at the others and said, “The final stage only allows one before the throne. If we meet again there, do not expect mercy.”

Varkhon laughed. “I would be disappointed if you showed mercy.”

Revona said calmly, “Survive first.”

Ervin looked at Max and smiled faintly. “See you above.”

Max nodded.

Then the five stepped onto their paths.

The moment Max entered his path, the world behind him vanished.

The platform around him stretched forward into a long white-gold road suspended in darkness. On both sides of the road, countless cubic mirrors appeared, each one reflecting a different version of him.

One mirror showed him wrapped in seven-colored lightning. Another showed him covered in golden-black dragon scales. Another showed him holding Dragonheart with Emotion Severing Path fully released.

Another showed him surrounded by spatial distortions. Another showed him shining with Heavenly Luminance Divine Bloodline. Another showed him standing in darkness with no emotion in his eyes.

Then the pressure descended.

[Path Manifestation Assessment Begins.]

[Participant Max Morgan.]

[Detected Path Fragments: Emotion Severing Path, Divine King Punishment, Dimensional Sovereign Body, Black Dragon Chaotic Bloodline, Heavenly Luminance Divine Bloodline…]

[Warning: Multiple High-Level Foundations Detected.]

[Warning: Path Integration Difficulty Increased.]

Max’s eyes narrowed.

The white-gold road trembled violently.

Then, from the mirrors around him, five Genesis figures stepped out.

One held a sword filled with emotionless severing power.

One was covered in seven-colored lightning.

One had golden-black dragon scales.

One was surrounded by space.

One shone with Heavenly Luminance light.

Each one represented a part of Max’s power.

The trial was not asking him to defeat a single reflection anymore.

It was asking him to prove which of his powers belonged to his true path.

Max slowly raised Dragonheart.

His expression became calm.

“So that is how it is.”

The five Genesis figures attacked at once.

And Max stepped forward to meet them.

The five Genesis figures attacked Max at the same time.

The figure wrapped in seven-colored lightning moved first, releasing a storm of Divine King Punishment that filled the white-gold road with destructive thunder. The dragon-scaled figure followed, its body tearing through the storm with terrifying physical force.

The spatial figure vanished and reappeared behind Max, trying to cut off his retreat through layers of folded space. The Heavenly Luminance figure raised its hand and released golden divine light that sought to suppress Max’s bloodline, while the final figure, the one holding a sword filled with emotionless severing power, stood still for a breath before slowly lifting its blade.

Max’s eyes remained calm.

He did not immediately release all his strength. He watched them. He felt them. He allowed the trial’s pressure to show him what each figure represented, because this stage was no longer only a battle of power. It was an assessment of foundation, direction, and path. The Genesis Trial was asking him whether his strength was a pile of separate abilities or whether all of them could be controlled by one will.

The seven-colored lightning crashed down.

Max stepped through it.

His Dimensional Sovereign Body unfolded, and every arc of lightning became clear in his perception. He did not avoid all of them. Some lightning struck his body, making his golden-black dragon scales flicker beneath his skin, but none of it slowed him down.

He raised Dragonheart and cut through the center of the storm, splitting the destructive thunder apart before facing the dragon-scaled figure rushing toward him.

Boom!

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