---
title: "Chapter 1291: Leaving Nullaria"
slug: "ch-1298"
novel: "Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100"
number: 1298
views: 0
likes: 0
wordCount: 1193
createdAt: "2026-04-15"
---

"Nero, I heard that you demons intended to summon a Demon General from the Divine Realm. What happened to that plan?" Max asked, his tone calm yet edged with curiosity. The idea of a Demon General descending into the mortal world was unsettling, and he needed clarity on whether that threat still lingered.

Nero immediately went down on one knee, lowering his head in respect. "Master, we were preparing for that very purpose. The rituals, formations, and blood resources were being gathered, and the demon forces across Nullaria were instructed to prioritize the summoning preparations above all else. However, your attacks and the combined assault from your allies disrupted everything. We were forced to abandon the summoning formation entirely when we realized your forces were approaching our strongholds. In the end, we had no choice but to gather here and respond to your army."

"That means the summoning of the Demon General failed?" Max asked, wanting to hear it clearly from Nero’s own mouth.

"Yes, Master. We failed to summon the Demon General," Nero replied. His voice carried a hint of fear at the memory of what might have happened had they succeeded. "Furthermore, the summoning is no longer possible. Bringing a Demon General into the mortal realm requires the combined power of four demon king level demons. It is the minimum requirement for the ritual to stabilize the passage between the realms. That condition cannot be met now. The other demon kings have all perished by Master’s hand. Without them, the ritual is permanently sealed."

Max nodded slowly, a wave of relief passing through him. The last thing this world needed was a Demon General stepping into it. The demon kings were already monstrous, but a Demon General would far surpass their level.

If such a being had descended, even Max would have faced an extremely complicated and dangerous situation. The relief he felt now confirmed that eliminating the demon kings had been the correct decision.

"What about the demons back in Acaris? What are they planning?" Max continued. He needed to understand the state of the war on that side as well.

Nero bowed his head again. "Master, the demons in Acaris are all low-level demons. Their strength does not reach anywhere close to the Divine Rank. Their only purpose is to prolong the conflict and keep the humans occupied. They are used as a distraction, nothing more. Once we reach Acaris, I humbly request Master to allow me the opportunity to exterminate them all."

Max nodded, accepting his request. "Do so when we arrive in Acaris. You will clear every demon there."

Nero lowered his head again. "Yes, Master."

With the matter settled, Max raised his hand. A faint glow appeared around his index finger as he slid a ring onto it. It was a Life Space Ring, a powerful artifact capable of holding an entire miniature world within it. Max examined it briefly before looking at Nero. "I will let you enter a small world for now. Do not resist." His voice carried authority that required no explanation.

Max activated the Life Space Ring, and a swirl of energy opened beneath Nero’s feet. Nero did not resist the pull. He simply bowed once more and allowed himself to be drawn into the miniature world inside the ring. The spatial ripple closed behind him, leaving the battlefield silent once more.

Max exhaled lightly. He could have placed Nero in the Dimension of Spirit, the inner world he used to nurture spirits. It was his first thought, but at the last moment he reconsidered. The Dimension of Spirit was sacred ground meant for spirits to live and grow freely.

Introducing a demon into that environment would inevitably taint the atmosphere and disrupt the delicate purity of that realm. Nero carried the stench and aura of a demon king, something that would cast a shadow over a place meant for life and serenity.

For that reason, Max chose the Life Space Ring instead. It was separate, stable, and secure. Nero could remain there without influencing the Dimension of Spirit, and Max could monitor him whenever necessary. The arrangement was ideal.

With Nero safely stored away and the battlefield of Nullaria finally approaching a state of quiet completion, Max turned his attention to the group of human geniuses who stood awaiting his next instruction. Their bodies were tired yet firmly upright, their expressions showing both relief and anticipation.

Max looked over them, recognizing how much they had grown through this campaign. "Prepare yourselves," he said, his voice carrying across the open field. "We will be heading back to Acaris now."

The moment those words left his lips, Max lifted his hand calmly and pointed toward the empty space before him. The air rippled, and the fabric of reality began to crack under his control. A thin tear appeared in the void, like a cut made through space itself.

The tear quivered for a moment before stretching wider, expanding into a stable passage that shimmered like a dark mirror. Beyond it lay the distant realm of Acaris.

"Let’s go," Max said with quiet authority.

Victor, along with the other six squad leaders, immediately took charge of their squads. They moved swiftly, organizing the formations and ensuring everyone was ready to travel. Their mission in Nullaria had come to an end.

They had accomplished the impossible by eliminating every demon across this corrupted land, and now they would return to perform the same task in Acaris. Determination flickered in every eye. The war was not over yet.

One by one, the human geniuses began stepping through the shimmering passage. Their figures vanished into the void, swallowed by the tear as they crossed the threshold back into their home world. The swirling energy of the portal hummed with power as each person passed through it. Soon, only the seven squad leaders remained outside the tear, standing before Max.

"Go on," Max told them.

Victor nodded, followed by the others. Without hesitation, they stepped into the tear and disappeared, leaving behind the once-hostile world they had conquered. Silence fell over the region as the last of the human geniuses vanished into the void.𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Max stood alone in Nullaria. The wind swept across the empty field, carrying away the final traces of battle. He remained silent for an entire minute, his gaze fixed on the horizon with an unreadable expression. The stillness in the air seemed unnatural, as though it awaited something.

Then Max spoke quietly, though his voice carried across the space with unmistakable certainty.

"You can come out now. Everyone has left."

For a moment, nothing moved. The horizon remained undisturbed and the air held its breath. Then, slowly, a silhouette began to materialize from the distance.

At first it was only a blurred shadow, then a clearer shape, and finally a figure walking toward Max with deliberate steps. The oppressive aura surrounding the figure grew stronger with each moment, dark and suffocating, carrying with it a weight that twisted the atmosphere.

As the figure came close enough for the light to touch him, his identity became unmistakable.

It was Mark.

The corrupted crownbearer of Acaris.