My Misfortune Crushed Instances

Although Li Rui was intent on breaking through the gap in the enemy’s defense, he hadn’t forgotten his task: there was a guy named Dylan Hegg in Feihong Town that he needed to take out along the way.

Leading his team stealthily through the forest, they arrived at the northern direction of Feihong Town by noon, and he ordered everyone to halt.

"Take a break."

The undead don’t need rest, but they weren’t fit to travel under the scorching sun, and with so many demons and ghosts, running around in broad daylight would easily get them discovered, so for two days, they had been stopping to rest at midday in secluded places.

"Rest here; I’ll be back soon," Li Rui whispered to the Herculean Warrior.

At that moment, Kawina was a bit tired. Leaning against the Herculean Warrior’s stomach, she sleepily asked, "Where are you going?"

"I’ll be back before sunset."

Li Rui didn’t answer directly, only saying offhandedly before disappearing into the forest, with Yuan Erliang tucked in his arms—a small demon with a big purpose.

This time, his plan was to quickly advance near Feihong Town; if the defense was lax, he would assassinate the target with lightning speed and then flee immediately.

By then, the demons in the forest should be well-rested, march for another night, and they should reach the safe zone in the food and water area.

Moving alone, his objective wasn’t obvious, and he was much faster, reaching within one or two kilometers north of Feihong Town in an hour, where he used a telescope to observe for a while and roughly confirmed that the defense wasn’t strong before continuing forward.

This place, located behind the defensive line of the Western Kingdom, was relatively more complacent in vigilance.

Li Rui was shielded with a blocking skill by Chen Cheng, so the aoe prophecy didn’t affect him. At this moment, no one should foresee that a high-risk target from Dragon Country was preparing to stir trouble behind their lines.

The terrain of this small town gave him an advantage: with lush water and grass, being a wetland environment, the animal instinct effectively reduced his chance of detection.

The environment was such because initially, this town was inhabited by a group of Feihong, which were geese that had evolved into the Demon Race, surrounded by reeds, providing Li Rui with an opportunity to exploit.

He navigated through the reeds quietly, making minimal noise, and upon reaching the edge of the town, discovered two feihong demons keeping watch, appearing rather absent-minded in their idle chatter.

Li Rui slipped into the water like a crocodile on a hunt, silently gliding forward while Yuan Erliang, unable to swim, clung to his back, exposing a head but holding his breath out of tension.

Ten meters, five meters, three meters.

Feeling the distance was close enough, Li Rui suddenly sprang forth and launched a surprise attack.

Bam!

A fierce strike felled one feihong demon instantly, afterward pinning the other to the ground and firmly gripping the opponent’s long neck.

"Utter a sound, and you die."

Li Rui stated coldly and mercilessly, exuding a terrifying aura, "You answer when I ask. Where are the wounded?"

Yuan Erliang, shaking the water from his fur nearby, helped translate.

The feihong demon dared not hide anything, hurriedly pointing the way: "It’s that two-story wooden building; the only injured person in town is on the second floor."

Gaining local loyalty depended on the recruitment process. Clearly, the Western Kingdom hadn’t invested much heart here, though it was also possible they just captured this particularly timid individual.

As expected, this place wasn’t the front lines; it was to accommodate important wounded, probably moved here by the Western Kingdom’s commanders for fear of Dylan Hegg being assassinated, intentionally placing him deeper in the Cold Wind State.

Yet they couldn’t anticipate that someone from an enemy faction would be crazy enough to come to such a place.

Li Rui inquired further about the defensive setup, learning it was mainly guarded by the Feihong Race; there were fewer than a handful of human Extraordinaries, putting him more at ease.

Judging by the front-line pressure, the Western Kingdom wouldn’t dispatch another high-risk character to guard Dylan Hegg, giving Li Rui a good chance of success.

He knocked out the feihong demon and, stuffing Yuan Erliang back into his clothing, continued exploring closer toward the town following the reeds.

Just over ten steps ahead lay the only dirt road in the town. He began contemplating how to assassinate the target.

The All Heaven Thunder Fire Spell had great power and vast range, but its downside was its noise; once deployed, he would need to flee at once, with no chance to confirm the target’s death.

Charging in for a close-range ambush would also draw attention and could lead to being besieged by the Feihong Race.

As he hesitated, the sky suddenly darkened.

A massive cloud of mist drifted overhead, covering the sun.

"This must be fate,"

Li Rui sneered inwardly and activated the Mist Flow Control.

...

Feihong Town was right at the wetland edge, where heavy air moisture made fog a common occurrence, yet its appearance at noon still puzzled many demon races.

Hong Yao thought so too, yet he didn’t dwell on it; after all, foreign races joining forces, launching from the highlands to seize Cold Wind State had happened already, so what harm in a little fog?

He was the town’s medic, recently instructed by the clan leader to look after an injured foreigner continuously for twelve hours.

With a proud spirit, he was initially unwilling to lower himself to serve those ill-mannered, powerful foreigners; yet the clan leader’s words dispelled his pride.

If not for yourself, think of your wife, children, and family.

When the Royal Court and Western Kingdom had occupied this place, some demon races resisted too, but now they fed the fish beneath the reeds.

After much consideration, he had no choice but to comply.

Gurgle gurgle.

He poured a medicinal broth into a clay bowl resting on a tray, ready to deliver it across the street but found the fog was unusually thick.

Standing at his pharmacy’s entrance, he couldn’t even see the elder’s hall opposite, which was now Dylan Hegg’s sanatorium.

As he stood there uncertainly, a figure passed his doorway, carrying a weapon like an umbrella, exuding an indistinct aura, with one frightful detail—red eyes glowing.

Foreigner?

Hong Yao muttered inwardly, remaining unworried as he had seen many foreigners already.

He picked up the tray, intending to continue with his delivery, now realizing he hadn’t prepared warm, moist towels for wiping hands.

Shaking his head, he called to the apprentice behind him: "Fetch a basin of hot water; if there’s no progress, that brute will get angry again."

He set the tray down, soaked the towels in the hot water brought by the apprentice, washed and folded them several times, placing them back on the tray before stepping out again.

His sole solace was, although dealing with a foreigner, he was still caring for a patient whose condition was genuinely poor, unsure of what poison they had absorbed.

As a medic, he felt that saving lives was his duty, and thinking this way lessened his resistance to the job.

He pushed the door open once more and crossed the east-west road through the town, seeing the red-eyed figure emerging from the opposite two-story building.

"What a strange person."

Hong Yao felt an instinctive chill about that person, refraining from greeting them, instead carrying the tray upstairs to the room where the injured was, opening the door.

Thunk!

The tray fell to the ground; though the clay bowl remained intact, the medicinal broth spilled everywhere.

"Ah! Ah—"

Hong Yao’s screams mixed into the fading mist, spreading like the blood pooling on the ground.