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title: "Chapter 607: Miraculous Rewards"
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novel: "Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100"
number: 607
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createdAt: "2026-04-15"
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That’s when Aria stepped forward, her eyes cold and calculating. "Who are you?" she asked. Her voice wasn’t hostile, but it was sharp—like a blade hidden behind velvet. "I noticed you before. You’re an anomaly here. Everyone else is either peak Expert Rank or Master Rank. But you... you’re just an 8th level Seeker Rank. And yet, here you are."

Max sighed, acting as if weary from the questioning. "I found a key a while back," he said, weaving his lie with practiced ease. "Just a few days ago, the key turned into a portal. Curious, I followed it. I didn’t really know what I was getting myself into."

Aria studied him for a long moment, silent. Her eyes narrowed, sensing something off, but the story was plausible enough. A Seeker Rank wouldn’t dare enter a place this dangerous by choice—yet this one had not only entered, but survived till now and even came to this secret world. She couldn’t decide if he was hiding something... or just incredibly lucky.

In truth, she felt both curiosity and suspicion stirring in her gut. Because no matter how convincing Max’s words were, there was one thing she couldn’t ignore: the feeling that the boy standing before them had seen far more than he let on.

"Now that everyone is here, let’s start the trials," a calm yet eerie voice echoed through the spacious hall, grabbing everyone’s attention. Max, Elias, Aria, and the two commanders turned sharply toward the sound. What they saw left them momentarily stunned.

A young man—no, a boy, even younger than Max—stood before them, his posture relaxed, his expression unreadable. He wore a sleek black coat adorned with intricate gold linings, and atop his head sat a peculiar black hat fitted with visible mechanical components—whirring, shifting, softly humming with a quiet mechanical life of their own.

Floating around him were several glowing blue orbs, each the size of a fist, and unsettlingly, each had a pair of blinking eyes and a grinning mouth. They hovered like spirits, silently watching the group with curious, twitching smiles.

"I’ll be handling your trials," the boy said, his voice light but somehow authoritative. Then, with a casual snap of his fingers, five floating black cubes materialized before the five of them—Max, Elias, Aria, and the two commanders. Each cube pulsed faintly as if responding to the energy around them.

"The first trial is a test of your energy-based attack," the boy continued, tone matter-of-fact. "Attack the cube with all your strength through your energy. The points you earn will determine your reward from this trial. Simple enough."

Elias narrowed his eyes. It was too simple, and that made him uneasy. Simplicity often masked hidden dangers in places like this. "Commander Shen, you go first," he ordered, gesturing with a nod.

Commander Shen stepped forward confidently, his eyes locked on the cube. He inhaled deeply and clenched his fists. A crimson glow began to rise from his skin as his berserker aura surged to life, swirling violently around his muscular frame.

His class was berserker, a rare combat-focused class that relied on overwhelming force and relentless close-quarter strikes. As the aura thickened, the concept of his fists sharpened like blades of intent—pure, violent will focused through flesh and muscle.

With a guttural roar, Commander Shen unleashed a devastating punch, his entire body twisting with momentum as he slammed his fist into the cube.

Bang!

The impact shook the air, but the black cube didn’t budge. There was no explosion, no recoil—no sound even from the strike. It was as if the cube swallowed the entire force of his attack in absolute silence. Then, a golden number flickered to life on its surface:

3489

Everyone’s eyes snapped to it. The number hovered briefly before a small square opening appeared at the front of the cube. From within, a small ball of red light slowly floated out, radiating a warm, dense aura of berserk-type energy. It hovered in front of Commander Shen like a silent reward.

Shen stepped back, clearly satisfied, but not overly impressed. The result was good—but he knew others here were far more dangerous. Still, the first strike had been made. The trial had begun.

"Participant, that is your reward. You may collect it," the black-hatted boy said coolly, his voice echoing softly through the vast, quiet hall. His expression remained passive as though such miracles were nothing but routine.

Commander Shen stepped forward without hesitation. The small red ball of light hovered before him, radiating a heatless, pulsing energy that seemed to resonate with his very soul. As soon as he grasped it, information flooded his mind through a system interface only he could see.

His eyes widened. "It’s a pure energy ball," he murmured, half in disbelief, half in awe. "I can absorb it directly to increase my strength!"

His voice shook slightly, betraying his excitement. And for good reason. Both he and Commander Leone had long reached the ceiling of their potential. Their rise to 5th level Master Rank had already pushed their natural limits. No amount of training, resources, or monster cores could help them anymore.

Only a heaven-defying opportunity—a true stroke of fortune—could help them break past the wall that bound them. That was the entire reason they’d followed Young Master Silus into the unknown depths of the citadel, betting their lives on the sliver of hope that such a treasure might exist.

And now, here it was. In his hands.

Without wasting a second, Commander Shen sat down cross-legged and began channeling his energy, guiding the red orb into his body. The ball melted into streams of crimson light, seeping into his skin like flowing lava. His veins glowed. His bones crackled faintly. His aura surged with unstable intensity before it suddenly condensed into a new, stronger rhythm.

A shockwave of energy pulsed from his body.

Everyone in the hall—including Elias, Aria, the other commander, and even Max—watched with stunned expressions as Commander Shen’s cultivation base broke through. Just like that, his aura rose a full level.

From 5th level Master Rank... to 6th level Master Rank.

Silence fell. No one spoke for a long breath.

Even Elias’s cocky smile had vanished, replaced by a look of genuine surprise. Max narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. If a single trial could produce such a treasure... then what would lie ahead in the coming ones?

The atmosphere had shifted. The first reward had set the bar—and it was sky-high.𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Haha, good," Commander Shen laughed heartily, his voice filled with genuine joy as he stood back up, his body brimming with newfound strength. A wave of energy still clung to his figure, crackling faintly around his limbs.

He had been stuck at the 5th level of Master Rank for over a decade, knocking against the same ceiling again and again until the frustration had nearly hollowed him out. He had long believed his path had ended—that no matter how much he trained or hunted or pushed, his strength would never advance.

And yet, in just a few moments, all of that had changed. The unexpected leap in cultivation had broken that hopeless barrier, and the thrill of overcoming his limits lit a fire in his eyes he hadn’t felt in years.

"Brother Shen, looks like we made the right choice by coming here," Commander Leone said, his face alight with excitement as he approached his own black cube, a long silver spear gripped tightly in his calloused hand.

His footsteps were light, but his expression was filled with anticipation, his mind already dancing with the possibilities. "I always thought there would come a day where I’d get the opportunity to increase my strength," he said, the corners of his mouth lifting into a rare smile. "And that opportunity has finally come."

There was no arrogance in his voice—only raw hunger. Hunger to surpass his limits, to rise above the wall that had confined him for years. Like Shen, Leone had reached the peak of his growth a long time ago, and though he had accepted it outwardly, a part of him had never stopped yearning for more.

Now, standing before the cube, that silent wish was closer than ever to becoming reality.