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title: "Chapter 1003: Lady Divine’s Warning"
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novel: "Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100"
number: 1009
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createdAt: "2026-04-15"
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Max stood unmoving, absorbing every detail with his Three Dimensional Body, committing each moment to memory. ’Eye-opening... this is on a level I could never even imagine before.’

Finally, Lady Divine’s expression sharpened. The runes flared with brilliance. Her voice rang clear. "At the count of three, the infernal energy will separate from her mana. That is when you strike."

Max stepped closer, his hand already hovering above Lenavira’s trembling frame. His Unholy Trinity Physique pulsed within him, veins glowing faintly as he prepared himself.

"One," Lady Divine called, her fingers snapping another rune into alignment. The air thickened as pressure grew.

"Two," her tone deepened, the runes brightening as if they were straining against invisible chains.

"Three!"

The formations flared blindingly, and Lenavira’s body jerked violently. A dark red mist—the unmistakable stench of infernal energy—tore itself free of her mana veins, writhing like a living parasite.

Max acted instantly. His hand pressed above her chest, the black and purple flames of his physique roaring into life. The infernal energy screamed silently as it was devoured into his palm, vanishing without resistance into his body, where it was annihilated completely.

The air quieted. The runes flickered once, then dimmed.

Lady Divine let out a long, measured breath. Her eyes shifted to Max—and what she saw made them narrow with intrigue. He hadn’t even flinched. No burn, no pain, no rejection. He absorbed infernal energy like it was nothing.

"It’s done," she said at last, dispersing the formations with a single wave.

Max immediately turned toward Lenavira, his voice quick and hopeful. "Is she healed?"

Lady Divine chuckled softly, shaking her head. "Of course not, silly boy. This was only the first step." She sat back slightly, her tone patient yet stern. "Right now, all her mana has been completely exhausted from the separation process. Her meridians are weak and empty. For her to recover even a fraction of her strength in this unconscious state, she will need at least a full day of rest."

Max’s shoulders sank a little, but he kept listening.

Lady Divine’s gaze hardened again. "And remember—this isn’t a one-time cure. The infernal energy in her is deeply rooted. We must repeat this process every day, carefully separating and extracting it piece by piece. It may take months before her body is completely free of corruption."

Max’s brows furrowed tightly, a faint crease forming on his forehead. "That long?" he muttered, his voice carrying a trace of frustration.

Lady Divine’s expression didn’t waver. Her tone, calm but edged with the weight of experience, cut through his impatience. "You don’t know how dangerous infernal energy truly is." She folded her hands behind her back, her blue hair shimmering faintly in the glow of her runes. "Those who are corrupted by it—most never live long enough to see another sunrise. And those who do survive... lose their minds. They become shells of themselves, consumed by madness."

Her gaze shifted back to Lenavira, softening slightly. "Lenavira’s case is... different. She is an elf. When elves are corrupted by infernal energy, they do not simply die or go insane—they fall into their Dark Elf state. It is a natural reaction of their bloodline, a last resort that allows them to live, even if it means being enslaved to darkness. That is why she still breathes. And let me be clear, boy—it is almost impossible to bring anyone back once infernal energy has its claws in them."

Lady Divine’s voice lowered, but its gravity deepened. "Only I—someone with years of experience in handling infernal energy—can attempt this. Without me, she would have been lost already."

Max’s lips pressed into a hard line. He exhaled slowly, nodding in acknowledgment. ’She’s right. If not for her, Lenavira might never recover.’

Lady Divine turned toward him, her eyes serious but not unkind. "Here is what will happen. I will come to your room every morning at ten o’clock without fail. Each day, we will separate and extract a portion of the infernal energy from her. I have placed her in a sleep rune formation that will keep her unconscious, stable, and safe."

Her hand moved faintly, and Max noticed a faint shimmer around Lenavira—layer upon layer of runes glowed like translucent veils. "Alongside that, I’ve woven protective formations that will guard her body and soul while replenishing her exhausted mana. Let her rest, Max. That is the only way she can heal."

Max bowed deeply, his voice steady. "Thank you for healing Lenavira."𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Lady Divine chuckled lightly, shaking her head. "No need to thank me. You may not realize this, but her case benefits me as well. There is much to learn from fighting against infernal corruption—it sharpens my craft." Her gaze then sharpened, her tone turning firm, almost warning. "But since we are speaking honestly, allow me to give you advice."

Max straightened, his eyes narrowing slightly as he listened.

"Never show your infernal energy to anyone in the Middle Domain," Lady Divine said, her words carrying a chilling weight. "Keep it locked within you, hidden as your deepest, darkest secret. If word spreads... not even I could protect you from the storm it will bring. Humans fear what they don’t understand—and demons hunt what they recognize as dangerous."

Her eyes gleamed faintly as she added, "And another matter—this entire Middle Domain is shifting. The winds of chaos are rising. For your own sake, I would advise you not to step outside the Great Ruler Empire for now. You are currently the most talked-about figure in the Middle Domain—the boy who exposed demons, fought Direkins, and survived when others could not, the genius with the strongest potential, one who slaughter countless geniuses in the secret domain. Fame is not always fortune, Max. Right now, it makes you a beacon of target. Stay low. Stay quiet. And use this time to grow."

Max inhaled deeply, then nodded. Her words rang true. He could almost feel the weight of unseen gazes watching him from the shadows. ’I’m already marked. After everything, demons won’t let me go. Staying quiet is the smartest move... until I’m strong enough to shatter anyone who comes for me.’

His expression turned solemn. "I understand. I’ll lay low... but I’ll keep getting stronger."

Lady Divine’s lips curled into the faintest smile, her eyes carrying both mystery and approval. "Good. That’s what I wanted to hear."

After her final words of warning, Lady Divine excused herself from the chamber, leaving Max alone with Lenavira. He sat at her bedside until late into the night, his mind turning over every fragment of what he had just learned.