My Misfortune Crushed Instances

Cheng Mingyue wondered if she had practiced the kind of Divine Power from the novels, where words shape reality.

She had just hoped in frustration for Li Rui to appear, and then that familiar person really showed up.

"But how is that possible?"

She was a core force on the southern front, a proxy leader, and knew the command center’s plans well.

"Isn’t Li Rui supposed to be in the west at this time?"

"No, this battle was fought to create space for him to break through, wasn’t it?"

"Even if he did break through, shouldn’t he be coming down from the north to support us? How did he come from the south?"

Several thoughts flickered through her mind, and then her eyes squinted.

"Could he be fake?"

An illusionist, a shapeshifter, or some other bizarre profession could all pull off such a thing.

If an enemy was to turn into Li Rui’s appearance, sneaked into Dragon Country’s position, and launched a sneak attack from behind, the consequences would be unimaginable.

At this time, Ju Ye was already leading the ghost riders charging into the center of the battlefield.

After a series of assaults and treks, the Evil Qi on them had dissipated quite a bit, and they needed to recuperate in a shaded area to recover.

The power of this charge was much weaker than before, but the order Li Rui gave was not to kill the enemy, but to break through the lines and reach the direction of Dragon Country as a victory.

Polar Alliance was also a bit bewildered by the sudden appearance of an uninvited guest.

Logically speaking, those coming from the south should have been their own, and Ju Ye and the ghost riders being the Undead, not Human Race, made it difficult for them to distinguish friend from foe for a moment, until many of their Demon Race and Human Race members were caught in the Evil Qi’s death and injuries, and the camp was finally clarified.

A series of skills began hailing towards the ghost riders’ team.

But there was no way Li Rui could let the little brothers he brought over so hard suffer like that.

"Just move forward!"

He shouted, then turned around, holding the Diamond Umbrella alone facing the direction of those flying skills.

Though he had been exhausted earlier, on the way, he had a giant carry him and used a large amount of Spirit Recovery Potion to slowly restore his Spiritual Power, and with the Blood Leech wrapped around him, he initially had few injuries. Now, other than the persistent fatigue, his red and blue and skill cooldowns were in full condition.

Roar!

The Great Fire Bell Spell came out, enveloping all the incoming skills, instantly burning them away, and pushing back the enemies attempting close combat.

Just one skill was enough to distinguish strength, and all the experts in the Polar Alliance camp immediately locked onto Li Rui, feeling the chaotic and immense killing intent.

But in the end, everyone’s attention was diverted elsewhere, as the Divine Son Vons personally stepped in, even recalling all the Ice Storms scattered across the battlefield, those extreme cold winds seemed to come alive, returning to his side, forming a spinning snowball.

"Who are you?"

He knew the Dragon Country person who suddenly barged in was one he could only fight but couldn’t figure out who this person was, as there was no matching role in the intelligence.

Li Rui smiled: "In your terms, it should be called Foggy Evil Ghost."

Vons had a moment of mental chaos.

How was the Foggy Evil Ghost using fire elemental skills?

But then he decided to stop thinking, whatever the method, he’d find out by fighting.

Swoosh!

The snowball burst open in an instant, turning into an unprecedented ferocious storm.

The skill previously scattered around the entire battlefield was now gathered together, targeting just one person.

It was the first time Li Rui experienced this degree of oppressive feeling; none of the masters he had encountered before could compare to this younger Divine Son.

Facing the overwhelming chill and wild winds, his gaze was resolute, his will firm, and he turned his head to flee.

"Sister Yue! Help me quickly!"

Without looking back, he ran frantically, chased by the extreme cold storm, leaving observers in the shadows around dumbfounded.

They thought a fierce and unstoppable person had emerged from the rear and the Great Fire Bell Spell had shown its power, but who knew things would develop this way?

Polar Alliance’s morale soared.

Sure enough, as long as the Divine Son was present, the other side couldn’t stir up a storm.

At this moment, Cheng Mingyue had set aside her doubts.

Whether it was the uniquely secret Great Fire Bell Spell or his completely unmaster-like demeanor, it couldn’t be fake.

She had no time to think much; her arms spread wide and her whole body suddenly hovered two meters in the air, and a phoenix tree crafted of light appeared behind her, several beams of light showering onto Li Rui.

This was her last auxiliary means she exerted all efforts on; after releasing the skill, she returned to the ground, failing to stand firm, with both physical strength and Spiritual Power completely exhausted.

Not only nearby Extraordinary from Dragon Country, but even Vons controlling the Ice Storm chasing Li Rui was startled.

Did she go all in?

Cheng Mingyue, who assisted all the experts on Dragon Country’s side almost single-handedly, had completely committed all measures to Li Rui, going all out for one big bet.

At this point, Li Rui saw four buffs added to his status bar.

[Light Condensation: Spiritual Power increased by 50%, duration 10 seconds.]

[Moonlight: Spell damage increased by 40%, duration 15 seconds.]

[Reverse Yin-Yang: Attribute power increased by 20%, duration 30 seconds.]

[Reverse Burn: Fire Attribute damage increased by 40%, duration 15 seconds.]

Cheng Mingyue opted for boosts with high magnitudes but short durations, making it clear that the battle needed to end quickly.

Recognizing his status, Li Rui grinned.

"You really understand me."

Just now, he was fleeing in panic, but then he turned abruptly and stopped running, facing the snowstorm that seemed as mighty as heaven and earth.

"Roar——"

Within the wind and snow seemed to come a bleak roar, reminiscent of the evil dragon in snowfield myths.

Li Rui’s clothes were already fluttering fiercely in the incoming icy wind, yet he stood firm, a complete contrast to his prior image.

Great Fire Bell Spell!

Great Fire Bell Spell!

Great Fire Bell Spell!

Triple blazing red flames poured out, forming a burning long river, constantly charging against the ice storm.

The clash of high temperatures and deep cold whipped up an unprecedented gale on the battlefield.

Some slender-bodied demons even flew straight into the sky.

But at this moment, individuals in the Dragon Country camp felt a dip in spirit because the red flames were evidently suppressed by the ice wind.

This newcomer was truly formidable, even forcing Vons to retract all the ice winds, going all out against him, easing the pressure across the battlefield.

Yet under Cheng Mingyue’s bottom-of-the-box enhancement, he was still no match for the Divine Son. So even if they withstand this attack, how would they win the next time?

Too strong.

No wonder he was hailed as the successor of the Pope, Uleir’s son. Perhaps only the general commander Cheng Wen could match him.

Li Rui was unaware of his comrades’ inner drama; his offensive had only just begun.

Others might be unclear, but he had his plan; the Triple Fire Bell Spell wasn’t for attacking but for depleting Spiritual Power, enhancing the weathered buffs.

Though the continuous red flames were often nibbled away by the ice wind, and soon the residual fire at the end would be extinguished, then covered by new ice wind, he was completely unafraid.

Because the big one was coming now.

Blood Soul Ring, activate.

All Heaven Thunder Fire Spell, launch with full force.

The Golden Body Skill appeared between heaven and earth, clearer than ever before.

A Celestial King statue with lowered gaze, one hand holding a golden bell, the other a treasured umbrella, head adorned with a purple-gold crown, clad in golden armor, waist suspended with a white jade belt, feet stepping on purple cloud boots, truly the visage of the Thunder Division Divine General.

When this skill appeared, Vons’ expression suddenly changed.

"Add to me quickly! Hurry!"

He could no longer maintain his previous composure, his words even revealing an unhidden fluster.