[CH598+ Continued] Dungeon Diver: Stealing A Monster's Power

Chapter 634

The five of us shift our appearances as we float in a circle around the Vice Region's director.

It's a clear morning on the Dark Continent, with barely a cloud in the sky. With my advanced perception, I have a crystal-clear view of the entire Crimson City to my left and the slowly retracting abyss leading to an enormous black tower to my right.

The director is held up by my telekinesis, but his face contorts in confusion as we've all come to a stop.

The complete change in appearance from the man he knew as Mr. Freeman, and the distortion of the four guards sent here to greet him, only adds to his questions about the situation.

"What's all this about? Did I say something wrong? Is the Flame Emperor's origin a taboo subject? Am I not supposed to know?"

I shrug, looking the man in the eyes, then slowly spin him around in a circle so that he can get a good look at each of us while I continue to speak.

"No, of course you haven't said anything wrong. Out of any of the Regional Directors, I think you actually know more than even Mr. Freeman himself."

I can feel his heart rate speeding up as he takes in the new appearances of everyone, feeling the increase in pressure, realizing something is wrong here but not understanding what it is just yet. All he manages to reply once a full rotation brings him back to me is one line.

"You're... not Mr. Freeman?"

His face has returned to its pale state, as he's now positive something is terribly wrong, but I reply in a slow and calming tone, completely ignoring his last question.

"The Flame Emperor's origins? That is quite a long story... One that starts far back in the Vice Region, actually, if you look back far enough..."

I sigh, then grin and continue.

"However, I think it's best we start at a point that we can connect on. Earlier this year, there were some terrible surges that came out from the abyss and struck the Dark Continent pretty hard, especially in Sector 4. In fact, there was a labyrinth on the verge of collapse in Solara. Are you aware of this event?"

Brutus' mind wanders back in time, but as his face grows more pale and his heartbeat pounds out from his chest, all he can muster are a few more words.

"I—uh—yes, I do remember this..."

He gulps loudly as I use telekinesis to turn him slowly around in a circle again to get a good look at each of us for a second time.

"I don't know if you recall, there was a team of four new elites and a duo of seasoned elites tasked to handle this mission for you, yet betrayed on a whim for nothing more than a little business transaction with the current Sector 4 leader."

His face pales more, and sweat starts to trickle down his forehead as his eyes meet with each of ours, and he finally begins to recognize who is in front of him.

After multiple rank-ups, thousands of levels, trillions of mana control gained, and even multiple tiers of divine cores earned, all of us look far older, stronger, and more mature than we did the last time we met face-to-face.

I add to the point, looking off into the abyss, then back toward the director as he finishes his spin to look at me again, so I can set my point in stone.

"It's a shame only five of us could make it to our reunion. I'm sure Arie will meet you in some shape or form one day."

I let out a chuckle as I turn, unable to hold back my delight in seeing the psyche of this man crack once he hears me say one of my teammate's names.