[{"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-360":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},130508,198,"Chapter 360: Traditional Humans","dimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-chapter-360",360,"\u003Cp>He froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A strange sensation pulsed through his veins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faint. Subtle. But unmistakable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A connection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That pulse… that signal—he knew it. It was the same one he had crafted months ago when he gave Alice a vial of his blood to track her if they were ever separated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No way…\" he whispered. His breath caught.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He concentrated—barely able to move, but fully aware.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The connection was active.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That meant…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But how…?\" he muttered, stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The image of Alice turning to dust replayed in his mind—Mark's smile, the snap of his fingers, the horror in her eyes—and yet this sensation…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as hope sparked in his chest—something darker stirred too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The memory twisted. The pain surged again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It returned like a beast snapping free of its cage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands clenched into the dirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breath turned ragged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body trembled—not from pain, but from fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one who played him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who toyed with Alice's life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who sealed him in that pit and laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max's heart pounded harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tattoos on his skin began to shimmer again in red—faint, pulsing, awakening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes burned, glowing dimly red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, you've finally come to your senses, huh…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice was sarcastic, familiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max stirred slightly as a small, floating figure shimmered into view—his ever-annoying, ever-watchful companion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blob.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hovered a few feet above Max, arms crossed, looking down with a sneer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max, flat on his back, bruised, battered, and barely able to move, lifted his eyes weakly toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You look like roadkill,\" Blob said bluntly. \"And that's me being polite.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He floated in a slow circle around Max, inspecting him. His tone turned sharper. \"You've completely given yourself to that cursed sword.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max's lips barely moved, but his voice was clear. Heavy. Resigned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I know.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even now—even now—he could feel it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword lying just feet away, pulsing faintly, was still whispering to him. Calling to him like a long-lost lover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could feel the chaos clawing at the edges of his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His muscles twitched involuntarily at the thought of picking it up again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clenched his jaw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blob narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me take a look.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He floated just above Max's forehead, placed a tiny glowing hand against his skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft green light radiated from Blob's touch—gentle, warm, like a breeze in early spring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, Max didn't feel anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind, once storming with noise and fractured thoughts, suddenly became quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peaceful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The incessant urges—the bloodlust, the whispers, the desire to kill—vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time in months, Max felt clarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breathing slowed. His limbs relaxed. His heart, once pounding, eased into a calm rhythm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt… pure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too pure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He blinked slowly, then whispered, \"What… did you do? I feel… good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blob smirked and floated back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Didn't do much,\" he said casually. \"Just scrubbed the filth from your soul and cleaned out the noise in your mind. That sword... it left more than just markings.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max turned his head slightly, eyes landing on the Abyss Dragon Sword, still pulsing faintly in the dirt nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red glow had dimmed—but he could still feel its presence. Like a shadow pressed against his spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's quiet now,\" he muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good,\" Blob said. \"But don't get cocky. The moment you start craving its power again, it'll come back. And next time, you may not crawl back out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max nodded slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised a trembling hand and summoned his Level 3 Space Aura, letting it swirl around the blade. The energy formed a gentle cocoon of shimmering spatial energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a flick of his wrist, he sealed the sword and sent it into his storage space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Out of sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Out of reach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max slumped back with a groan. \"I can't move.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blob shrugged mid-air. \"Of course you can't.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He started ticking off with glowing fingers. \"Your body's been saturated by infernal energy way above your current level. You forced a transformation using the Infernal Demon Tattoo, pushed your physique far beyond what an Adept Rank should ever handle, fought someone at the peak of Expert Rank—and then used a broken teleportation rune to launch yourself across continents like a human missile.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He crossed his arms, floating down to Max's eye level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, and let's not forget… you landed straight into a spatial storm halfway through. Your body's lucky to be intact, much less functional.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max exhaled slowly, turning his face toward the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see,\" he muttered. \"That… actually explains a lot.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blob floated up again and glanced toward the horizon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, you're alive. Broken, but alive.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked down at Max again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And lucky for you, we're in the Lost Continent now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max's eyes flicked toward him. \"Where exactly?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blob shrugged. \"Not where you were supposed to land, that's for sure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no strength left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as his eyes slowly drifted shut, one name echoed in his thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And somewhere in the distance…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That faint pulse of his blood connection continued to beat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still out there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh?\" Blob tilted his small glowing head, eyes narrowing as he gazed off toward the horizon. \"Someone's nearby… a group. Might be useful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max blinked, barely able to turn his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blob floated above him for a moment longer, squinting at the approaching figures. \"Yeah. They look harmless. Maybe they'll help patch you up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And with that, he gave a lazy wave and disappeared—vanishing into Max's Dimension of Spirit in a shimmer of light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max exhaled softly, his body still aching, pinned to the earth by sheer exhaustion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then his vision shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though his physical body was paralyzed, his Three Dimensional Body—an ability that allowed him to observe his surroundings on multiple layers—extended outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately sensed them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cart, rickety and wooden, pulled by two large, tusked beasts that looked like a cross between wild boars and oxen, was approaching the edge of the crater. The cart creaked and rattled as it rolled to a slow stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People climbed down from it—adults and children, dressed in long, faded robes and earthy garments that looked like they belonged to a forgotten century. Their hair was tied back with cloth bands, some wore straw hats, others carried woven baskets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They looked traditional.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Too traditional,' Max thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'This is the Lost Continent?' he mused silently, his brow twitching in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had expected powerful warriors, hardened cultivators, or cities brimming with spirit arrays and deadly politics. But these people looked like… farmers. Isolated. Rural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then he noticed their auras.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Painfully so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max scanned them quickly with his spiritual sense and was stunned by what he saw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Level 1. Level 2. Novice Rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that was just a few of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ordinary humans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No power. No aura. No cultivation. Nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the hell is this place…?\" Max muttered under his breath, his voice rasping. \"I thought humans here were supposed to be stronger than back in Valora…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, movement caught his eye at the edge of the crater.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three small figures—children—peered cautiously over the rim, their faces wide-eyed and curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"W-Whoa…\" one of them whispered. \"Is he dead?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Look at those markings on his wrist…\" another said, voice trembling. \"Is he a demon?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The third boy stepped forward, cupping his hands over his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Father! Father, come quick! There's someone down here!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max blinked slowly, trying to lift his head, but his body refused to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, even in his weakened state, his heart stirred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't know who these people were, or where exactly in the Lost Continent he had landed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But fate had brought someone to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for now…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was enough.\u003C\u002Fp>",1294,"2026-05-29T02:56:42.303Z","2026-06-01T04:29:01.835Z",1,"novelbin.me","f517c05de03c706707a64528eb8227fd979aecdb9c99fc1622250cf8f805f0b3","dimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-chapter-361","dimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-chapter-359",1648,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-cover.jpg"]