My Misfortune Crushed Instances-Chapter 201: Another Rain Summoner

"What's up with you guys?"

Wu Bing blinked his small eyes, looking at everyone in confusion, "Oh, I remember now, Shanshan and Old Zhao just came out, right? What happened, did you clear it?"

Actually, he knew the odds were against it, but he couldn't be too blunt.

After the two denied, he gave a few words of encouragement, then suddenly felt something was off: "Hey, what am I talking about? Now I have to go suffer too."

As a Prophet, it's needless to say how much of a disadvantage he would face in such a combat-type Secret Realm.

But after he finished speaking, he sensed that the atmosphere was a bit subtle.

"No, what riddles are you guys speaking? Why do each of you look like you've eaten chocolate that tastes like crap?"

As a Prophet, he had good relationships with all the groups.

Li Rui spoke up to explain: "Uncle Bing, I'm in the same batch with you."

Wu Bing was momentarily stunned, then immediately grinned from ear to ear.

"Oh, why didn't you say so earlier?"

He grabbed Li Rui's shoulder, "Hey, I just felt like I'm in luck lately. It turns out I've got a top-notch hitter. Let me tell you, the two of us joining forces: I'll guide us to find treasures, you take out the monsters. Leveling up three times in a Secret Realm won't be a problem."

Li Rui thought about it and realized it made sense!

The Prophet profession is quite strange; they virtually have no means of self-defense, but they possess some very mysterious skills, such as predicting overlapping realities or, like Lin Hong before, foreseeing the movement trajectories of targets.

"I think three levels are a bit conservative," Li Rui said.

"Indeed, five levels should also be achievable." Wu Bing quickly chimed in.

The two walked away with their arms around each other, leaving behind a group of people looking at each other.

"Is this how bragging is supposed to be done?"

"This is nothing, Uncle Bing used to be even better at bragging when he was doing fortune-telling under the overpass."

"....."

The others only knew that Li Rui was very strong but not exactly how strong, so they assumed he was joking.

But Brother Ba was well aware that Wu Bing might have been speaking casually, but Li Rui was probably serious.

...

Li Rui forwarded the strategy he obtained to Wu Bing. After browsing through all the information, Wu Bing immediately noticed some impressive insider knowledge.

"Hey, brother, where did you get this stuff?"

"I asked some friends while I was in the Northwest."

A glint of light flashed across Wu Bing's sunglasses, "Your friends must be pretty powerful, right?"

"They are pretty powerful, like Guan Gui, Dong Sanchuan, and Cheng Mingyue."

All the top three supernovas are your friends?!

Wu Bing looked at the information in his hand, feeling even more impressed.

"Alright, Uncle Bing, just get ready and, if you have time, check who else is planning to enter the Secret Realm."

"Got it."

The two roughly made plans, then went their separate ways, waiting for the Secret Realm to arrive.

Like usual, Li Rui stopped by to buy groceries on his way home and was making tofu soup with Chinese cabbage at the stove when he received a call from Kong Ji.

"Latest intel, don't spread it for now. It's said that the Polar Alliance has a young genius, extremely powerful, seemingly similar to you. Given time, he could definitely take on a high-ranking role in the Church."

The Polar Alliance is composed of three Snowfield nations, with a highly religious atmosphere.

The Alliance Church is an organization similar to the Superpower Division, though not entirely the same. Their churches are also open to the public for regular worship and prayer, separate from extraordinary organizations.

Li Rui asked, "What do you need me to do?"

"We've decided that you should go deal with him, preferably by direct assassination."

Kong Ji's voice was as casual as ever, "We want to ensure that potential competitors do not gain too much advantage on the Secret Realm battlefield, so the best way is to eliminate him."

"Understood," Li Rui responded.

"Great, I've sent you several files, experiences concerning the Secret Realm battlefield. Mainly instructions and advice on decapitation missions, make sure to read them."

"Alright."

Li Rui agreed and asked, "What's his occupation?"

"Rain Summoner, like the rumors, has advanced to a frost-related profession, but his exact abilities are still unclear."

..... 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

The religious atmosphere in the Polar Alliance is exceedingly dense, surpassing even the Holy Judgment High Court of the Land of Chaos.

Every newborn must undergo baptism in the church; everyone is considered a child of God.

In the central cathedral of the capital, there was a young man who loved sunbathing. He was always polite and respectful, well-liked by others.

What made him more likable was his pious faith; he always carried a Bible in his hands, never leaving it.

The Extraordinary of the Church called him Uleir's Son.

Uleir was a legendary figure known as the Winter God or Snow God. They called him this because they believed that the young man shared the authority of that deity.

Specifically, they believed that the entire Secret Realm World was a pathway for divine power, yet not everyone was given the title of Divine Son, only those extremely powerful were worthy.

Moreover, this Divine Son did possess the power to control wind and snow. The skills he mastered could summon overwhelming Ice Storms, annihilating his enemies in endless cold and sharp windblades.

"Vons, they've decided on your mission in the Secret Realm battlefield. You're to deal with that guy from the Western Kingdom; you know who I mean." A bearded priest approached and spoke to him.

"Mm."

Divine Son Vons stood by the window in the sunshine streaming into the church, "What about the Dragon Country side, the Black-clothed Death God, right? I don't have to worry about him?"

"Correct, you don't need to concern yourself with him." The priest smiled, "The Black-clothed Death God has more experience than you; encountering him wouldn't be fair."

That was a polite way of saying: you can't beat him.

Vons gripped the Bible a little tighter, "I think I can give it a try."

"No, they've already decided. In fact, your target is not the only one. If you insist on clashing with someone from Dragon Country, you might try seeking out the Foggy Evil Ghost."

The priest continued, "We believe that based on his performance in the arena, he should be selected for the Secret Realm battlefield. By then he should have advanced, and your powers perfectly counter him."

Vons nodded, feeling a bit more balanced.

He began to consider, as a Rain Summoner, he already possessed a Gale Skill, and upon advancing, he became a class called the Snow Shaman, a previously unseen advanced profession.

If he encountered thick fog obscuring his vision, he could easily disperse it with his skill.

He quickly determined that this evil ghost shouldn't pose much of a threat, so he focused more of his attention elsewhere.

"Tell me the intel on the Western Kingdom."

...

Li Rui was unaware of events on the other side of the world. Every day, he attended classes, studied strategies, and occasionally visited Guotong Mansion to watch recordings of local experts' battles to summarize combat techniques.

When the countdown ended, he and Wu Bing entered the awakening chamber together.