My Misfortune Crushed Instances-Chapter 132: Secret Realm Arena · Central Ruins
"Who is it?"
Li Rui and the interceptors both wondered, neither side able to determine if this individual was an enemy or an ally.
Compared to Li Rui, those intercepting were mercenaries or assassin organizations in the chaos zone, more inclined towards the path of violence. Since it was unclear, they decided to eliminate him together, shooting out two more rocket launchers while several Extraordinary also attacked simultaneously.
Within seconds, the black-clothed figure was engulfed by fire, black smoke, and the glow of Extraordinary Abilities.
Li Rui’s eyelid twitched, thinking this person couldn’t just be a simpleton, right?
But soon, as the dust settled, he realized he was mistaken.
Several coffins, as black as the clothes, stood in front of the black-clothed person, blocking all the attacks for him.
And then, the counterattack began.
Thud, thud, thud.
With the coffin lids toppling to the ground, figures stepped out of the coffins—some shouldering large swords, others gripping slender long swords in their hands, each with distinct outfits and styles. The only common feature was their conical hats and the air of death surrounding them.
The figures suddenly dashed forward, charging straight at the intercepting group.
Tatatatatatata!!!
The heavy machine guns started unleashing their power, wildly firing at the figures. However, they seemed completely unfazed by the storm of bullets, charging straight ahead, arriving at the machine gun positions in no time.
What followed was a one-sided massacre.
Li Rui held a golden umbrella, still vigilantly standing in front of the car, already quite sure of the newcomer’s identity.
Of course, it was the strongest among the supernovas, the solitary corpse handler, Guan Gui.
A few unknown-level resurrectors rampaged through the enemy’s positions, with one sword strike severing a jeep in half, separating the machine gunner’s corpse from his head, the entire body falling as the gun barrel tilted upwards towards the sky.
The Extraordinary tried to intervene, but more resurrectors appeared swiftly, each possessing great combat strength. From the look of things, these figures emerging from the coffins seemed capable of using the skills they had in life.
Li Rui didn’t charge ahead carelessly, and stayed in place to protect the mission target from start to finish.
Meanwhile, he counted quietly in his mind.
Two minutes and twenty seconds.
An entire armed team of mercenaries, complete with Extraordinary, was wiped out, while the "culprit" sat all the while on the motorcycle, with one foot on the ground, never moving.
Guan Gui turned back to give Li Rui a glance, gently waved his hand. Simultaneously, those coffins and resurrectors turned into ashes disappearing into the air, then he mounted the motorcycle and left without a word.
Soon, another roar of engines, signifying Nan Jiumei and Jiang Yu’s arrival, witnessing the scene of chaos.
"Ah, it’s him! Wow, he really hits hard."
Li Rui asked, "Is he also part of the mission?"
"No, probably just passing by. When we were in the Northwest, he was already at the border. By the time we got to the border, he was already deep in the chaos zone."
Nan Jiumei usually competitive, yet in the face of Guan Gui, she no longer showed any desire to compare.
Nevertheless, judging by the timing of Nan Jiumei and Jiang Yu’s arrival, even without Guan Gui’s involvement, the mission wouldn’t have been an issue. In any case, Li Rui could easily protect the target for just a few minutes.
"You two protect the mission target well, Li Rui, come scan the data with me."
Dong Sanchuan said, leading Li Rui to the scene Guan Gui left behind, where not a single survivor remained, "It’s just the way it is here, it’s kill-or-be-killed, no mercy."
He approached one of the Extraordinary, squatted down to insert a data disk into a device resembling a supermarket checkout gun, and aimed it at the engraving, scanning.
"Our organization doesn’t credit enemy kills; we only recognize what is brought back. Of course, Li Xiaolin or individuals with significant names are exceptions."
Dong Sanchuan said, "Bring this data back and store it in the device, it will convert into our contribution points. Mission execution results are recorded in the resume, affecting promotion decisions."
Li Rui understood Dong Sanchuan was intentionally familiarizing him with the system.
"Hmm, they are from the Blood Blade Alliance."
Dong Sanchuan discovered while checking the identity of the assailants and preemptively answered Li Rui’s question, "It’s a Bounty Hunter organization involving personnel from various countries, probably ranked as a second-tier force in the chaos zone. As long as there’s money, they’ll do anything."
Li Rui asked, "Second-tier force, what does that roughly mean?"
Dong Sanchuan thought for a moment and replied, "A typical level 30 pre-advanced Extraordinary joining them would be considered middle-tier strength; if advanced, they are elite, but the top level is hard to say. Different organizations have vastly different upper limits, but any that can make a name for themselves usually have some masters guarding the realm."
For someone like him to be called a master, they must be truly exceptional, at least at level forty or fifty, perhaps even higher.
The two swiftly handled the scene, hurried back to the vehicle, encountering no further disturbances, safely returning to the outpost.
Li Rui was a bit surprised to find the Superpower Division headquarters had sent personnel for the handover—two camouflaged operatives, facing Dong Sanchuan with only a nominal courtesy.
"Alright, it’s done. This time, who’s writing the report?"
"Me," Zhang Hujun replied sulkily, visibly unhappy.
"No need to mention Guan Gui, to avoid trouble. Given his notoriety in the chaos zone, naming him does no good. I’ll mention it to him."
Dong Sanchuan was meticulous in handling affairs, the type who always made people feel at ease, "Check your contribution points online later, any issues, let me know."
Having successfully completed the mission, everyone could rest for a while, Li Rui finger-counting contribution points, feeling he’d be able to exchange for a lot of enhancement materials, though unsure how many levels the manager’s overcoat could upgrade.
Since the border outpost lacked equipment for enhancements, he’d have to wait until next time he returned to the city.
...
In Kaiouli City, capital of a small country within the chaos zone, inside a palace-like domed building, a bearded man was raging.
"All dead?! You’re telling me all are dead?! Oh, then perhaps I should suggest hanging all our Blood Blade Alliance instructors, since they’ve failed to teach even simple escape tactics to our dear students, right?"
He roared hysterically in Banluo Language.
Opposite him, stood a row of trembling subordinates, faced with this boss of the Blood Blade Alliance operations, a level 45 Secret Realm agent, none dared rebut.
"Useless! You, tell me, what kind of people did they send out?"
The named person flinched, hesitated for a few seconds, then softly responded, "Based on the site remnants, we suspect it was Dragon Country’s Black-clothed Death God."
The bearded man’s anger visibly eased; if that person had acted, those sent dying entirely was expected; any survivors would be unusual.
He knew he misplaced his anger earlier but had too much pride to admit, so decided on a topic shift: "I heard Michael’s Secret Realm emerged, what is it?"
"Central Ruins."
"Ah, the Arena."
The bearded man remained serious, venting, "Tell him to kill ruthlessly, scare everyone else witless, especially when encountering Dragon Country individuals, no mercy."
Meanwhile, at a Dragon Country border outpost, Li Rui, during a bath session, discovered he was about to enter a new Secret Realm named Central Ruins.
