[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-dimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10":3,"chapter-dimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-dimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-chapter-211":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},130809,198,"Chapter 211 One against two?","dimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-chapter-211",211,"\u003Cp>\"Hahahaha!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Laughter erupted from Max's lips—loud, wild, unhinged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His shoulders shook, his head tilting back as he clutched his stomach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't just laughter—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the kind that sent chills down spines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kind that made people uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd shifted. Some instinctively took a step back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Max—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A peaceful year if he won. A death sentence if he lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was funny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not because of the stakes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But because—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Young Monarch was no god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who did he think he was to impose a sentence on him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hehe, this is really funny.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max mused, amusement flickering in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blue-haired young man narrowed his gaze. Watching. Studying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no fear in Max—only mockery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max wiped the corner of his eye, his grin still in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You expect me to be grateful? To celebrate the fact that if I win, I get to live 'peacefully' for a year, and if I lose, I die?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice dropped, his smirk twisting into something darker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What kind of joke is that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The laughter faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in its place—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An oppressive aura exploded from Max.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze locked onto the blue-haired man—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sharp. Unyielding. Merciless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't need your damn mercy. And I sure as hell don't need a year of borrowed time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a step forward—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The space around him chilled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I win, I don't just want peace.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His aura surged—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I want your entire Monarch to understand one thing—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cold, merciless light gleamed in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If they come for me... They better be ready to die. I will kill however many they send.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at the five young Monarch elites, his expression turning cruel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As for you five, If I win… only one of you is going back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max's voice was like a blade, cutting through the tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One of you will return to the Young Monarch… to tell him that I am not someone whose life and death he can decide.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And I sure as hell am not someone you can afford to play this battle of life and death with.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blue-haired young man smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his expression darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see… But you don't seem to understand two things here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice dropped, cold and absolute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"First, you are simply too weak against me. Second, I won't give you a chance. Our battle will only end in your death.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A grin stretched across his face—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not of amusement, but of certainty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, it doesn't matter what you want or don't want.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze locked onto Max, sharp and unshaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What does matter… is whether you're willing to take this opportunity or not?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max shrugged, his expression indifferent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you're all so eager to die, then it doesn't matter if I fight or not.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes narrowed, a smirk tugging at his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But… you'll have to wait your turn.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blue-haired young man frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you mean?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max casually gestured toward Harry and Lyla.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're a bit too late. I already decided to fight them first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Understanding flashed in the young man's eyes before his expression twisted into a sneer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see… but I'm a very patient man when it comes to things like this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well then, wait a little.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max sneered, his smirk deepening as he turned to Harry and Lyla.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you two ready?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They both nodded, but before they could speak—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurelia stepped in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Give us a moment, would you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry and Lyla exchanged glances, then simply shrugged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurelia didn't wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned to Max, her expression unreadable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Follow me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max raised a brow but didn't argue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a casual shrug, he followed her—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To a secluded part of the Villa, where no one else could see them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurelia frowned, her arms crossed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you really going to fight them? This might be a trap, considering what the Young Monarch warned me about last time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max met her gaze—calm, unwavering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm going to fight them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice dropped, his words laced with cold finality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And I'm going to kill them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurelia's frown deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's say you win against that guy… but killing them?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice edged with concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Isn't that going too far? You could start a war if you do that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max's eyes narrowed, his voice firm. Unwavering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can't change my mind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said solemnly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Monarch. The Young Monarch. Do they think I'm a pushover? Do they think they have control over my life?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lips curled into a sneer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No. They don't. They don't have anything over me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He chuckled. Continue your adventure with My Virtual Library Empire\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They can scheme. They can send their lackeys. They can dangle this so-called deal in front of me like it's some kind of mercy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His smirk widened, cold and sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But the truth is—they're the ones afraid.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a step forward, his presence pressing down like an invisible weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Afraid of what I'll become. Afraid that I won't kneel. Afraid that someday, I'll be a force they can't control.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice turned solemn, yet resolute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And I'd like to keep it that way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He exhaled, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If they want to give me an 'opportunity'—a thread where one side leads to death—then I'll do the same.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face turned cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They think they're pulling the strings. But they don't realize—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I have already cut the threads, their life threads that is.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With those final words, Max stormed out of the Villa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurelia stood there for a moment, her expression full of frown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I guess this is fate then...'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she followed him out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he stepped outside—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A familiar sneer greeted him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh? You actually came back. Here I thought you ran away.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blue-haired man stood tall, amusement flickering in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max barely spared him a glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, his gaze sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's your name again?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devin chuckled, crossing his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heh. I suppose you deserve to know.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tilted his head slightly, a smug grin stretching across his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am Devin Leyland.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max nodded once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Devin Leyland…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His attention shifted—this time to Envoy Lucas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are they ready?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas smiled, nodding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They are indeed ready. But are you sure you want to fight them now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone carried genuine curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can postpone your battle with Harry and Lyla to another day—seeing as you have… bigger matters at hand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max followed his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Devin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the five Monarch elites standing behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sneer curled on Max's lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Them?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gestured at the five.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me tell you something, Envoy Lucas.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His smirk deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They're here just to die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So whether I make them wait for their deaths or not—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It really doesn't matter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Envoy Lucas let out a wry laugh, shaking his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, who will be first?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max grinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Send them both at the same time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the words left his mouth—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lyla exploded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You want to fight both of us at once? Have you gone mad?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max shrugged, completely unfazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fighting one of you, then the other… it'd take too long. And honestly—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gestured toward the five Monarch elites, his smirk deepening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't have time for that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lyla's eyes flashed with anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Max wasn't done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Besides…\" His tone was light, almost casual. \"I think I can handle the two of you just fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled. Calm. Confident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze locked onto Harry and Lyla, a challenge clear in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, how about it? Are you two ready to trade blows with me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1267,"2026-05-29T02:56:42.303Z","2026-06-01T04:29:01.835Z",1,"novelbin.me","9aebe67f74377a668e2d8a8bcd1fb7a4f3fdeea94882c38d7348d22a113b4f83","dimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-chapter-212","dimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-chapter-210",1648,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-cover.jpg"]