Chapter 254 Oath Keeper

Wen Yu ignored the soldiers around him. He just looked at the scope again. In the scope, the second wave of soldiers had already appeared at the city gate.

No one is willing to give up the hope of survival. After the first wave of warriors escape, the second wave of warriors follows closely behind, followed by the third wave, the fourth wave... until the entire outpost is completely overrun by the demons. For flat ground.

Wen Yu wanted to repeat his old tricks - it was very simple, just pull the trigger, but the difficulty was that the demons had already reacted after the first wave of warriors attacked.

"boom!"

When Neverwinter fired a shot in sniper mode, two black shadows rushed out of the demonic tide in no particular order. The soldiers around Wen Yu took action spontaneously and lined up in front of Wen Yu to stop the enemy. In an instant, he was swept away by the tyrannical energy flow.

Wen Yu couldn't even fight back. He could only watch the two ancient demons rushing towards him. As severe pain came, Wen Yu was immediately kicked out of the "dream".

The powerful demon clan takes action, but with Yu's strength, even if paired with a Neverwinter, it won't be able to make waves at all.

"Come again!"

Wen Yu just spoke softly, and then a hazy feeling came over him.

…

In war, unless individual strength reaches a certain stage, individual bravery is really useless.

With Yu's power, even if Wen Yu is behind the control, it is still a luxury to hope for him to turn the world upside down. Just because of a little greed, Yu died unexpectedly on the battlefield.

This is a true portrayal of someone who is too weak and cannot be saved by gods.

But Yu is not only possessed by gods, he also has the help of fate!

In just a moment of trance, Wen Yu attached himself to Yu's body again. He squinted his eyes and looked ahead, and the time of entry this time was clear at a glance.

It was when the first wave of soldiers rushed to his side.

Wen Yu immediately put away his gun, waved violently at the leading soldier, and then ran towards the portal behind him.

That's right, Wen Yu shrank decisively.

With Yu's power, he couldn't find a way to deal with the two ancient demons, so saving more people became a dream, and Wen Yu didn't dare to waste time here anymore.

The retreat went smoothly this time. Wen Yu casually reported the coordinates of another continental plate in District 8, and the soldiers who followed immediately followed Wen Yu into the portal.

However, the results were not so ideal either.

There were a total of 39 soldiers rescued by Wen Yu, and only 8 of them could follow Wen Yu to another continent.

The rest have already gone to the colorful world behind.

A life-saving grace is a life-saving grace... But if you really want to repay this life-saving grace with your life and blood... then it can only mean that you are not the protagonist in the novel, and you don't have the spirit of a bastard.

Wen Yu didn't blame them, he just organized his troops here briefly, and then after scoring three points, he turned around and entered the portal again.

The target is still the outpost of District 8.

…

"boom!"

A loud noise was heard, and Wen Yu, who was standing at the sniper point, was immediately slapped with a big handprint from the sky.

After the thirty-eighth resurrection, Wen Yu looked at the purple mist mirror that condensed again and couldn't help but shake his head.

Yu's strength really makes it difficult for Wen Yu to move forward.

Wen Yu thought a lot about the loss of the Mosley World Outpost - this was not only the day when Yu took off, but also the opportunity for Wen Yu to change his destiny against the odds.

He needs to make some money on this battlefield.

However, Yu's eighth-level peak strength really made Wen Yu understand how helpless the lower-level warriors were...

Tossing means death.

As the hazy feeling spread, Wen Yu once again returned to the time point before his death.

Behind him, 523 elite soldiers were in a state of embarrassment, but with a fierce aura. They looked at Wen Yu with a touch of respect and admiration in their eyes.

"withdraw!"

Without saying a word, Wen Yu held Neverwinter and flew toward the portal, followed closely by the soldiers behind him, while the outpost further away had turned into a sea of ​​fire.

It took three days from death in the extreme battle to the complete fall of the Eighth District outpost. During these three days,

Wen Yu stirred up troubles and died thirty-eight times, but he only managed to produce 523 elite soldiers.

This is the team and benefits Wen Yu gained from the fall of the outpost.

This is also the tragedy of weakened strength - not even being able to seize opportunities.

…

A deserted continental plate in the eighth area of ​​Mosley's world.

As night fell, the artificial light sources of the layered battlefield slowly fell to the west. Wen Yu and his 523 team members sat on the prairie, while edible monster flesh was roasting on the bonfire.

There are not many supplies, but there is no shortage of food and drinking water. With the physical fitness of an eighth-level peak professional, even if the sky is used as a quilt and the ground is used as a bed, there is no danger of freezing to death.

But sleeping in the open air like this has a great impact on morale.

As the commander-in-chief of Yanjing, Wen Yu naturally understood these principles.

So boosting morale became Wenyu's top priority.

"The major empires are fighting endlessly, and the people are living in dire straits. Mosley's world is not only suffering from external troubles, but also internal troubles. We shed our lives and blood on the front line, but we are just like abandoned children, abandoned by the whole world. I am not worth it for you! "

At this moment, Wen Yu stood on a slope with a righteous face. He looked at the thoughtful soldiers below, his face was rosy and his words were sharp!

"Maybe some of you here know me. I am one of the ten strongest men in the Fel Empire, and the captain of Lord Yu's personal guard. But that was only in the past. I witnessed the tragic death of the great man in the battle. Lord Yu's escape without fighting made me even more sad. Now, I have resigned from the position of captain of Lord Yu's personal guard, just because of one thing!"

"I can't bear to see the passionate warriors fighting alone, I can't bear to see our world sinking, and I can't bear to see the passion of our warriors fighting for the Mosley world turn into vain, and the flesh and blood become ambitious people to achieve their own dignified path! That's right, I can't bear it!"

Wen Yu's tone was up and down, and his emotions were full - this is the means that the commander-in-chief of Yanjing has trained.

The big-headed soldiers in the audience were stunned by Wen Yu's tricks, until Wen Yu spoke for nearly 30 minutes and mobilized everyone's emotions, and then he said his real goal!

"I want to set up an organization... This organization will not participate in internal strife, but only conquer external enemies!"

"We will be the guardians of the Mosley world, and we will defend the dignity of the Mosley world with our lives!"

"We will keep our oath to protect Mosley, and we are the oath keepers and defenders of this world."

"So, everyone, please stay with me!"

After Wen Yu finished speaking, he saluted the people below. When the emotions of the people below the stage were aroused, the rest was simple.

Amid the bonfire, a simple organization was roughly formed - the oath keepers.

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