My Misfortune Crushed Instances-Chapter 137: Revealing a Glimpse of Sharpness
Li Rui glanced at the sun once more; it was already slightly tilted downward. He estimated that he had entered not long after noon, and in a few hours, the sunlight should become less intense.
He suspected that his unlucky nature might lead to not encountering people. In a place originally bustling with battle, by the time he arrived, only traces of combat remained and the people were long gone.
Nevertheless, he still accumulated 7 points, since anyone he encountered was doomed not to survive.
He wasn’t in a hurry; he merely followed signs of fighting or sounds to find people. After circling around, he discovered an unabsorbed Spirit Ball. The translucent orb flickered with a green-glow, floating behind a collapsed broken wall.
The problem, however, was that he hadn’t exhausted much energy, so absorbing it would be useless.
"Since that’s the case, why not wait here and see if anyone shows up. The strategy guide says guarding a Spirit Ball is quite effective."
He hid behind a broken wall but suddenly paused, as he received a notification that he gained a point.
He had earlier tossed an Explosive Trap around a distant corner, and some unlucky soul had triggered it.
Successfully ambushing someone brought Li Rui great joy, even more than the excitement he felt when he earned those three points before.
Glancing at the leaderboard, despite his misfortunes, he was still within the top ten, surpassing most others.
"Wait and see."
He crouched behind another wall, beginning his watch for prey to show up.
.....
The five individuals never imagined they would encounter four of the strongest opponents shortly after entering the Secret Realm.
Little Holy Blade, that black-haired, blue-eyed youth gripping his slender sword, Bai Yang with gloves and Finger Tiger, poised for a hand-to-hand fight; Demon Witch Zago hid behind his magic servant, appearing very wary. Kawina wielded a curved knife in her right hand and a firearm in the left, constantly aiming the gun at whoever posed a threat.
They all knew a despicable member of the Blood Blade Alliance was secretly watching them, making none of them dare to act recklessly.
Around them, the already dilapidated ruins became even more shattered, turning into a flat land of rubble. The group had already fought, but under external interference, none could gain the upper hand, resulting in a standoff.
At this moment, Demon Witch Zago raised his hand, a rotating black light emerging from his palm, as the magic servant suddenly charged at Bai Yang, who was closest to him.
The latter’s eyes showed a murderous glint; his body swiftly evaded the black light, moving like lightning in a meandering dance, seemingly trying to close in on Zago. However, the humanoid magic servant several meters tall quickly appeared blocking his path.
Bai Yang was forced to deliver a spinning kick, a martial artist’s skill named Whirlwind Strike.
Bang!
The sturdy black wrist of the magic servant collided with the kick, and both sides retreated, again failing to determine superiority.
At this point, Little Holy Blade and Kawina also prepared to intervene, seeking an opportunity to exploit the battling opponents’ weaknesses. However, upon closer inspection, they found Zago’s figure had silently disappeared from his original spot.
Moments later, the magic servant also shattered, disappearing completely.
"Damn it, that fellow’s Shadow Stealth is too sneaky."
Little Holy Blade rotated his footing, once again facing off against Kawina and Bai Yang.
"Since none are confident in victory, why fight? We’re wasting time here while Zago continues scoring points elsewhere," Kawina suggested.
"Hey, the one skulking in shadows, what do you say?"
Bai Yang shouted, then spat and said, "He ran off."
The three of them exchanged glances, each retreating in different directions before flipping over and leaving their positions. Thus, the skirmish without clear superiority ended inconclusively.
.....
Zago hoped those remaining young people would let their tempers flare, wishing they’d fight endlessly so he’d have more time to pick off weaker opponents.
For example, that fellow earlier whose shouting had attracted attention.
"First, I need to find a Spirit Ball. That woman Kawina is quite capable; defending against the bullets from her gun expended significant spiritual power."
He thought glumly, "I need to recover my state before commencing harvest."
In reality, Zago was a gambler who often visited casinos, thus when entering the Secret Realm, he invested heavily in lucky attributes. Coupled with his naturally good luck, he managed to attain an impressive set of skills, creating quite a reputation in the Confusion Zone.
As always, he thought about finding a Spirit Ball, and sure enough, he found one.
"Heh heh heh,"
He silently chuckled, approaching that broken wall but before he could proceed to absorb it, he suddenly sensed a murderous intent.
Roar!
Despite his high energy expenditure, he promptly summoned his magic servant.
Simultaneously, he saw a golden light flash, appearing in front of him. If not for the magic servant’s blockade, he’d be in danger.
"What quick movements, who are you?"
Zago squinted to look, anger rising within him.
It turned out to be that loudmouthed brat.
He issued a strict order to the magic servant.
Kill.
The big brute roared, its claws glowing dark, swiping toward the ambushing figure.
Zago grinned, envisioning his magic servant shredding the brat to pieces.
But his years of struggling in the Confusion Zone had ingrained him with prudence; he raised his hand, summoning another black light, aiming it at the target.
His profession was wizard, and his skills involved three keystones:
Epic Level Summon Magic Servant, possessing both speed, power, and robustness, advancing for attack and retreating for defense;
Rare Skill Disjoint Ray, typically exclusive to mages which wizards generally cannot possess, but through exceptional luck, he encountered a hidden NPC and narrowly acquired this skill;
The other skill, Shadow Stealth, is a life-saving divine ability that many times helped him evade danger.
In his lean years, he could only struggle in low-level segments; now his luck had arrived, enabling him to quickly rise to level 25, gaining fame. This arena was merely a stepping stone for future success in his eyes.
And that overconfident unknown youth was not even worthy of being called an obstacle.
"Fertilizer."
He suddenly remembered this word, as simultaneously, the ray had already fired.
Wham!
Suddenly, a barrier of surging waves unfolded, blocking the ray.
Zago was unworried. From the strength of Little Holy Blade and his group, those chosen for the Secret Realm would certainly have a few tricks, blocking the Disjoint Ray was hardly surprising.
Yet he clearly saw the youth with a peculiar umbrella-shaped weapon deploying the shield, then jumping onto the magic servant’s face.
"He has no room to evade now."
Nonetheless, Zago wasn’t going to give up easily; he meticulously calculated the angle, a Shadow Stealth crossing the wave barrier intending to strike from the rear with an additional Disjoint Ray.
But this single move allowed him to witness a scene he’d never forget.
The young man wielding the umbrella deployed the shield, closed it, turned around, and executed a simple physical attack.
"Impossible, my magic servant is Epic Level, unless..."
Zago’s mind failed to process anything further, his jaw agape, eyes wide, making his coarse, unattractive face appear more grotesque.
The basic physical attack suddenly unleashed boundless golden thunder, roaring like a dragon’s fury.
Bam!
The ground fractured and trembled endlessly; the magic servant, standing there originally, got smashed to pieces like brittle snacks by a fully wielded Thunder Shocking Earth strike.
Zago couldn’t believe his eyes.
An Epic Level magic servant, unable to endure a single attack?
Illusion, it must be an illusion!
If this were true, then their standoff earlier appeared laughable, regardless of Little Holy Blade or the princess, all would be conquered before this person.
Yet he didn’t comprehend; lately, he hadn’t heard of anyone so formidable in the Confusion Zone.
A golden light flashed.
A palm growing larger in his vision confirmed this was indeed real.
Bam!
Like many witnessing Li Rui’s prowess for the first time, Zago’s mind buzzed.
However, he was struck by a tremendous, swirling slap.
