The Ultimate Divine Class-Chapter 456 - 372 I’m Falling Apart_1

"The Space Energy Fluctuation is starting to move upwards..."

On the roof of a residential building, the man in the black trench coat tossed aside the half-smoked cigar in his hand. Flames jetted from beneath his feet, and his figure began to ascend rapidly.

The man with cold, steely-gray eyes followed almost simultaneously.

Their ascent was not linear; they constantly changed direction. Their gazes remained locked on a specific point in the void some distance ahead, as if an unseen object dictated their path.

"It looks like Roya is about to emerge."

WHOOSH—

Before they knew it, the two had ascended to an altitude of over a thousand meters.

The man in the black trench coat glanced at his timer. "One minute and fifty-seven seconds..."

He chuckled at the gray-eyed man beside him. "I told you, it wouldn’t even take two minutes. It seems I have a better grasp of Roya’s capabilities..."

The gray-eyed man glanced at him but said nothing, his attention fixed on a point not far off. That area was continuously emitting a peculiar Space Energy Fluctuation.

The celestial wind passing through that region was instantly drawn into unseen apertures, vanishing without a trace.

As time went on, the energy fluctuations in that region grew increasingly violent. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

High in the air, both men found their gazes sharpening, fixated on the point where the energy fluctuation was most active.

SWISH—

It was as if a curtain had been slashed open from behind.

A rift, over a meter in length, abruptly appeared in the void. The edges of the rift shimmered with a faint, mysterious silver light.

The rift rapidly widened, and an intense red light erupted from within. Amidst the crimson glow, the indistinct silhouette of a human figure began to materialize...

PHEW—

Upon seeing the spatial rift appear, the red light, and the figure within it, both the man in the black trench coat and the gray-eyed man visibly relaxed.

The outcome was as they had predicted; everything had gone smoothly.

Of course, theoretically, nothing unexpected should have occurred during this operation. No, that wasn’t quite right. To be precise, at least at this stage, no accidents were supposed to happen.

"Roya’s getting reckless again!"

The man in the black trench coat observed the crimson light, as intense as the midday sun, and the terrifying energy continuously leaking from the spatial rift. He shrugged, spreading his hands in a gesture of helplessness. "I knew this would happen... Prepare for withdrawal. That guy won’t be happy until he’s chased back like a dog. I told him again and again to keep a low profile... damn it."

The man in the black trench coat muttered curses, nervously scanning his surroundings and the real-time display on his detection device.

The gray-eyed man was considerably calmer, but even he couldn’t help but frown slightly at the immense torrent of energy erupting from the spatial rift like a bursting dam.

The man in the black trench coat had a point. Roya emerging with such a commotion would undoubtedly be detected by Sum Country almost instantly. In very short order, Sum Country’s high-level combat units would converge like sharks drawn to blood.

This deviated somewhat from their original phase-two operational plan, but fortunately, it wasn’t an irreparable situation.

As he was thinking this, the spatial rift before them had already expanded to over two meters wide, with a violent surge of red light pouring out.

Then, a figure completely enveloped in red light shot forward like a hurricane, on the verge of bursting out of the rift.

"Roya..."

The man in the black trench coat and the gray-eyed man saw Roya appear and were just about to speak to him. They had barely called out his name when a furious voice, laced with profound terror, rudely interrupted them.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Within the sun-like, brilliant radiance was Roya’s disheveled and frantic figure.

Roya’s face was contorted as he roared at the two men, "Are those idiots in Intelligence eating shit?! The target isn’t Rank Nine! He is..."

Before Roya could finish, an endless torrent of white flame engulfed him from behind.

The pure white flames rapidly consumed the crimson radiance enveloping him.

Then, a fair, strong, slender, and almost perfect arm extended from the flames.

It ruthlessly seized Roya’s head.

The fury and ferocity on Roya’s face vanished in an instant, replaced by an unparalleled, immense terror.

He struggled frantically, letting out a high-pitched, sharp shriek.

But his voice died abruptly in the next second.

Because the large hand gripping his head began to tighten, its five fingers contracting.

CRUNCH— CRUNCH— CRUNCH—

Roya’s head, like a tomato being violently crushed, caved in deeply in several places. His two gemstone-like, golden-red eyes were squeezed from their sockets by the immense pressure.

SWOOSH—

The large hand retracted swiftly, dragging Roya’s entire body with it, and vanished into the spatial rift in an instant.

The open spatial rift sealed itself shut, bit by bit, like a zipper.

The expressions of the man in the black trench coat and the gray-eyed man had frozen in stunned disbelief.

They stared blankly at the slowly closing spatial rift, at the sporadic bursts of red light from within, and listened to what sounded like Roya’s screams.

The scene they had just witnessed replayed in their minds endlessly, like a film.

Their minds went momentarily blank, their bodies rigid, as if their brains had short-circuited.

WHOOSH—

The wind howled at an altitude of over a thousand meters. The two men finally began to recover from their profound shock and stupor.

The man in the black trench coat shuddered violently as if electrocuted. He whipped his head around to look at the gray-eyed man beside him and stammered in disbelief, "Roya... he..."