Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100-Chapter 793: Pure Strength!

Josh narrowed his eyes, lips curling into a sneer as he watched the roiling storm of dust and lightning. "I believe he is dead," he said, voice dripping with cold certainty as he crossed his arms, his armor still humming with residual energy from the battle’s earlier sparks.

Scott gave a short, sharp nod beside him. "Even though his strength is comparable to Legend Rank experts like us, he couldn’t possibly be an opponent for a Heaven Grade genius," he said, his voice carrying the weight of unshakeable conviction.

To him and many others in the Middle Domain, Heaven Grade geniuses were not merely prodigies—they were monsters who rewrote the laws of combat itself, capable of feats beyond the reach of ordinary geniuses no matter how strong.

Just at the moment when Josh, Scott, Derek, and even the sneering Frank were ready to declare Max nothing more than a pile of bloody remains under the storm of blue swords, a figure suddenly erupted from the heart of the swirling dust cloud like a thunderbolt tearing through the sky, moving with speed so explosive that the very air seemed to rupture around him with a deafening sonic boom.

Boom!

It was Max, his figure streaming like a living flame behind him, his eyes blazing crackling with threads of faint blue lightning, his expression twisted into a cold sneer of contempt.

He emerged not merely unscathed but radiating a killing intent so fierce that it practically scorched the rain pouring around him. In a single, blindingly fast motion, he closed the distance to June before she could even draw another breath, his fingers like steel talons as they shot out and wrapped around her slender, elegant neck with a grip that felt as unyielding as a vice forged of solid iron.

June’s sapphire eyes widened in a mixture of utter shock and growing fury as she found herself lifted off the ground, the world spinning around her as Max’s powerful arm dragged her bodily through the storm-wracked air.

"How dare you latch onto me?!" she gasped, her voice choked with disbelief and humiliation, a crimson flush creeping across her pale cheeks even as droplets of rain traced shining paths down her face.

She, a genius hailed as a contender for the top ten of the Heaven Mandate Grand Tournament, had just been seized like a rag doll and propelled through the sky by someone who wasn’t even supposed to be her equal.

The shame burned her from the inside out, coiling into a savage hatred even as her limbs struggled, her fingers clawing at Max’s iron grip.

Josh, Scott, and Derek, watching this spectacle unfold, stood frozen for a split second, their eyes almost popping from their sockets, expressions twisted into masks of absolute disbelief. It was as if their entire understanding of battle, strength, and hierarchy had just been shattered into pieces.

"No way..." Josh breathed, voice trembling. But even as they recovered and launched themselves after Max in a desperate pursuit, they quickly discovered the brutal truth—no matter how fiercely they poured mana into their bodies or how fast they willed themselves forward, they simply weren’t fast enough to catch him.

Max was like a blazing comet streaking across the rain-lashed sky, each pulse of his crimson aura stretching the distance between him and the three stunned pursuers until he vanished completely from their sight.

"Let go of me at once!" June screamed, each word laced with raw fury and strangled gasps as she struggled for air, her elegant face contorting as she realized she could neither break free from his monstrous grip nor summon her usual barrage of materialized weapons but she failed to do so.

Her pride was taking blow after blow, feeling the weight of being utterly overpowered by the very man she’d arrogantly declared would die moments earlier.

High above the world, Max’s eyes glowed even brighter, before they slowly shifted into a deep, predatory red, and his white hair—erupted into a full cascade of blood-red strands and than turned completely blood red. His aura billowed outward like a crimson inferno, bending the falling rain into steaming trails as he reached the outskirts of Mist City and soared toward the dark horizon, carrying June with him like a captured prisoner.

Moments later, they arrived above a dense forest far beyond the city’s edge, lightning still flashing wildly above the canopy.

Without uttering a word, Max’s eyes flashed with murderous resolve as he twisted his body in the air, channeling terrifying force into his arm. And then—Whish!—he hurled June downward like a meteor.

Bang!

Her slender figure tore through the stormy sky, a shrieking blur of blue and silver, and slammed into the earth below with a thunderous impact so powerful that the surrounding trees splintered like toothpicks and the ground itself buckled inward, sending shockwaves rippling through the forest.

Leaves and shattered branches erupted in a cyclone around the crater as dust and debris exploded into the air.

Yet, amid the violent crash, June’s reflexes proved why she was considered a top genius. Even as she plummeted, her eyes flashed with blue light, and she twisted her body at the last second, summoning a shimmering field of energy that cushioned her fall.

She landed in the center of the destruction, her feet planted firmly in the crater’s heart, her breathing ragged but her body entirely unharmed, blue light still shimmering around her figure as the dust began to settle.

But just as June steadied herself in the crater, battered and seething with humiliation, Max descended like the wrath of a demon god, his figure flickering through the air and landing before her so hard that the earth beneath his feet cracked outward in jagged lines.

His eyes, now glowing an ominous, burning red, radiated an aura so suffused with bloodlust and oppressive might that the very air seemed to shudder and grow heavy around him. He raised his right arm, black flames spiraling like coiling serpents around his forearm, and clenched his fist so tightly that his knuckles popped audibly.

Without giving June even a breath to react, he drove his fist forward with blinding speed, the strike blazing with the concentrated force of his monstrous power.

June’s eyes widened in stark horror as she felt the oppressive weight of his incoming blow. For the first time, genuine fear cut through her pride and arrogance as she sensed the terrifying energies roiling inside his strike.