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title: "Chapter 1115: Killing More Ants"
slug: "ch-1121"
novel: "Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100"
number: 1121
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createdAt: "2026-04-15"
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"The more the better," Max muttered quietly, his voice almost lost in the faint echoes of the tunnel. His body shimmered faintly before vanishing entirely from sight as he used his invisibility skill. The faint hum of his concealed aura faded until there was only silence.

He moved forward with smooth, soundless steps. The air inside the tunnel was hot and stagnant, heavy with the scent of earth and decay. His breathing slowed as his senses sharpened. Every pulse of his heart sent faint ripples through his Three Dimensional Body, allowing him to feel every vibration in the air, every faint movement of the crawling creatures ahead.

Soon the clicking sounds of the ants coming from ahead. A chill passed through the tunnel as the sound turned into a cacophony of sharp, synchronized clicks that bounced against the stone walls. The floor began to tremble under the rhythmic vibration of many legs moving in unison.

Then, as the faint glow of his Three Dimensional Body enhanced perception spread through the narrow passage, he saw them. Ten of the monstrous Devouring Ants filled the tunnel ahead, their black exoskeletons glinting under the dim, greenish light.

They moved in formation, crawling along the walls and ceiling as easily as they did the ground. Their bodies glistened with a strange, oily sheen, and their long, serrated mandibles opened and closed rapidly, releasing faint screeches that scraped against Max’s nerves.

Each of them was enormous, their bodies thick with muscle and armor. The air around them vibrated faintly with power. Max’s sharp senses immediately detected their strength—each one was at the peak of the Mythic Rank, exactly like the one he had just fought.

Ten creatures of that caliber moving together could easily overwhelm an army of ordinary warriors.

Max smiled faintly beneath his breath, his calm eyes reflecting a faint glimmer of red and blue. "Good," he whispered softly.

In the next instant, lightning burst through the silence.

A flash of red light split the tunnel in half as Max moved. His invisible form blurred forward, and arcs of blue lightning scattered in his wake. The narrow walls crackled as the raw energy surged through them, illuminating the darkness like a violent storm.

The first Devouring Ant didn’t even have the chance to react. A streak of red lightning flashed across its neck, and its head fell soundlessly to the ground before its body was split cleanly in half.

The second turned sharply toward the disturbance, its mandibles snapping open. A blue light flickered beside it, and before it could even raise its claws, Max’s sword tore through its torso in a perfect, horizontal slash. The red lightning along the blade burned deep through the exoskeleton, cutting through layers of armor as if it were cloth.

The tunnel erupted into chaos. The rest of the ants screeched and lunged together, their movements fast and terrifyingly coordinated. The air filled with the sharp scent of acid and ozone as their claws and mandibles slashed through the space where Max had just been.

But he was never there.

Blue lightning flashed repeatedly through the darkness as Max’s figure appeared and vanished in rapid succession. He moved faster than their senses could follow, teleporting through short bursts of lightning using his movement art. The confined space made it even easier for him to strike. Every time the red light flared, another Devouring Ant was split apart.

Bang! Bang! Bang!𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

The sounds of destruction echoed endlessly through the tunnel. Sparks danced across the walls as energy exploded with every swing of his sword. The confined passage turned into a blinding corridor of lightning and fire.

One sword move after another—each strike faster, sharper, and more precise than the last. The tunnel shook violently, dust and stones raining from above as the fight continued. Within moments, all ten Devouring Ants lay scattered across the tunnel floor, their bodies twitching briefly before falling still. The smell of burnt shell and ozone filled the air.

Max lowered his sword slowly. Red lightning still danced faintly along the blade before fading into silence. He exhaled, the air hot against his skin. "That should do it," he murmured. His tone was calm, not proud, just acknowledging what had to be done.

But then, before he could take a step forward, something strange happened again.

The corpses of the Devouring Ants twitched. Their thick, black bodies began to vibrate faintly, and then the ground beneath them seemed to open up. It was as if the earth itself had turned into liquid shadow. Each corpse sank slowly, devoured completely by the den.

Max’s eyes narrowed. One by one, the bodies vanished. Within seconds, the tunnel was empty again, leaving not a single drop of blood, not even a scratch on the ground to show the battle had ever happened. The silence returned, heavy and suffocating.

"They’re being pulled away again," Max whispered. His voice echoed softly through the long corridor. He put away his sword and began walking forward once more, eyes sharp and senses heightened. "Looks like the real threat lies even deeper inside."

And so he continued down the endless tunnel, lightning flickering faintly around his steps as the shadows of the den swallowed him whole once more.

It didn’t take long for Max to encounter more of the Devouring Ants. The tunnels ahead were crawling with them, moving in perfect coordination through the shadows. Their black exoskeletons glistened faintly in the dim glow of the tunnel, reflecting the faint shimmer of the glowing minerals embedded in the walls. The air vibrated with the soft, rhythmic clicking of their mandibles.

They were everywhere, forming a living wall of movement that could crush anything foolish enough to draw attention.

Max stopped in silence, pressing one hand lightly against the cold, uneven wall beside him. His breathing slowed as his invisibility skill kept him cloaked from sight. He watched the swarm closely as they moved past him, their antennae twitching, their legs scraping against the stone floor. A single misstep, a single sound, would alert them.

He waited until the swarm passed. Only then did he continue forward, his footsteps completely soundless. There was no reason to fight them now. Killing them was pointless if their corpses were only going to vanish into the ground. He couldn’t devour their essence, and he didn’t want to waste his energy.

"No point wasting my strength," he thought quietly, his voice a whisper inside his own mind. "If I can’t absorb them, there’s no benefit in fighting."