After killing Huang Sheng, Luo You took back the wolf's mouth, picked up Al with one hand, Gao Sheng with the other, and walked towards the seriously injured Dawn team.

Luo You is not a very careful person. He always stumbling when hugging people, but in his arms, Al seemed to not feel the pain. He leaned gently on Luo You, closed his eyes with peace of mind, and found a gentle harbor.

On the other hand, Gao Sheng, Luo You carried his collar and dragged it on the ground, covered in dust and in a mess. He looked at Al, who was nestled in Luo You's arms, then at himself who was dragged to the ground, and said with a wry smile, "Hey, I am a big man, don't ask you to carry me away, but at least don't drag me."

"Oh." Luo Youxing had been holding Gao Sheng's back collar and carried him in the air, just like carrying a bag of vegetables bought from the vegetable market, making Gao Sheng miserable.

Luo You put Al and Gao Sheng next to everyone in the dawn team, attracted the medical shaman of the abandoner, signaled them to provide treatment, and then walked back to the main battlefield.

Zhuque's eyes fell on Luo You's face, her eyes slowly widened, and her tone became extremely irritable, "It's you again, it's you every time!"

Luo You sneered and said, "When you die, you won't have to see me again."

Zhuque looked behind Luo You and said in a deep voice, "I've learned smart this time? I know I can't beat the one-on-one challenge, so I called someone?"

Luo You sneered, "You are only allowed to fight together, don't I beg you?"

As soon as Luo You finished speaking, three people walked out of the army of oath abandoners behind him.

In the middle, Baitans held his head high and looked indifferently at the Wings of Freedom in front of him. The giant black dragon armor on his body and the inferior race annihilation blade under his wrist reflected each other. He smiled contemptuously, "Is this little person enough for me to kill?"

On the right, Sethia was wearing a queen's robe, and the Blood Hell was dragging on the way, and the friction with the ground kept bursting out dazzling sparks. A pair of blood pupils swept across the Wings of Freedom with anxiety. The ancient vampire spoke out from her red lips, sweeping across the entire battlefield "weknis, yuiwilruitstukkei" (weakers, you will regret standing here)

On the left, a very unexpected person appeared, the northern rebel sword maniac!

The sword crazy expression was as cold as ever, watching the Wings of Freedom without saying anything, and he was holding a blood-boiling sword in his arms, which was a prize for the champion of the martial arts competition, Hanting Hou!

Behind Daokuang, Wei poked his head out, poked his arm with his fingers, and said, "Brother Mute, we have agreed that this knife is just borrowed for you and will be returned to me after being beaten, otherwise the big guys of Republic Zhihui would have to chop me."

The commander of the oath abandoner Baitans, the vampire queen Sercia, the northern rebels, the sword-crazy, the two and one demon were like three terrible mountains, standing behind him with Luo You as the front, and suppressing the entire battlefield with a magnificent deterrence.

And this scene has been put on the whole world through the camera.

In the conference room of the Republic of China, everyone was surprised. General Liu Fusu couldn't help but feel excited and slapped the table. He stared at Luo You in front, his face filled with a strong look of excitement, and said heartbrokenly, "Okay! It's him! I know he won't let us down!"

The other generals were whispering, peeking at the old marshal from time to time. Everyone knew that the old marshal had always been dissatisfied with Luo You, and deliberately or unintentionally suppressed his promotion path, and said, "This person will not be a general for his life."

However, under heavy suppression, this young man was able to create miracles repeatedly, especially at the end of the seventh year of collapse, which saved the human regime and entered the world's palace and was remembered by everyone in the world.

And now, with the same crisis and the same desperate situation, when all hope is lost, Luo You has come, and withstood the situation of about to collapse with the hope, he wants to turn the tide.

"Master Marshal?"

The old marshal looked at Luo You silently, with no expression on his face. He held his reading glasses, lowered his eyes and looked at the tea leaves that kept rising and falling in the cup, without saying a word.

At the command of the Federal Heavy Industry Corps, Agronso sat in the commander-in-chief's position. He pulled the brim of his hat, shouted meaningfully, and said in a low voice, "Novena, you have a good vision, I am very satisfied with this candidate."

"Ah?" Novena didn't know the misunderstanding. She just thought Agronso was simply praising Luoyou, but she didn't respond.

Novena then looked at the screen. She stared at Luo You's figure, her smile narrowed into a crescent moon, and said with a smile, "John, I really envy you for being able to make friends with such a person."

John cooperated with Luo You in the extreme crisis, assisting R in killing the giant demon of the North Sea, completing the shocking feat as a small person, and was promoted within the Federation without any suspense. Now he has become Agronso's personal assistant. His eyes are firm as iron, and his smile on his face is as bright as the sun. "Luo You may not be a good person, but he must be a hero!"

Novena and John smiled at each other and said deeply, "It would be great if he was not an enemy. I really hope that one day I can fight with him!"

In the far north, the restoration of Noah's Ark continued, but at this time, all projects had been suspended. The staff were watching the shocking changes, and they also sat in their seats with the shareholders' members, watching the situation fluctuations.

It is worth mentioning that the seat arrangement of the shareholders' meeting of the Trial Council has changed. The position that originally belonged to the supreme leader is no longer a single seat, but is divided into two seats on the left, r on the left and another blonde man on the right.

What's more subtle is that Ophelia, the chief of the Apocalypse Level Judgment, did not stand behind R as always, but stood behind this new leader.

The man looked at Luo You with a smile, stood up, wiped his hand with a handkerchief, left with a smile, and left with a sentence, "One of the heroes of the Far North Crisis has stood up again. It's interesting. I'll go and rest for a while, and come back to see the results."

Ophelia followed the man and didn't even look at him.

"You have brought me so many surprises, Luo You." R was still sitting in his seat, his eyes as hot as fire, and he looked straight at the energetic boy. His whisper was a little desolate and full of deep meaning, revealing an indescribable determination, "I will put everything on you."

The Vatican Church of the Cross Church, in the empty and cold hall, Nero sat with his cheek on his back, his white robe was like an angel's feather. There was no knight in front of him, only alone. Her beautiful eyes were full of fatigue, but at this moment she swept away and said to herself, "You will finally get along. My plan has failed. That person will not give me a second chance, I can only see you."

Outside the hall, the majestic tall stone pillars are proudly aura, splashing golden light under the light of the sky. The grand murals with God-themed are carved on the huge walls, as if forming the road to heaven.

On both sides, the three major Knights, the Hospital, Temple, and Teutonic Orders, and the members of the Supreme Round Table Knights all knelt on one knee, arranged outside, waiting for the Pope's orders.

At the forefront, the commander of the Crusader, Hoan Risen, was wearing a noble purple silk shirt, and the bright sunlight leaked from the dome of the church, refracting lights and sprinkling on his body, as if he had put on the cloak of God for him.

Hoan Risen was bathed in the miraculous divine light, and the golden divine seal of the high-level knight appeared in his eyebrows. He closed his eyes intoxicatedly and held the cross on his chest tightly, as if he was praying to the gods, "Everything is going in an orderly manner, soon, soon, return to my Lord."

This is an era of chaos and great waves washing away the sand.

All forces stopped, but were ready to move.

The heroes who turn the tide, the evil and despicable traitors, the saints who care about the world, and the selfish evildoers are already waiting when others are immersed in hypocritical peace, waiting for the world to shed their disguise, stir up a huge wave of fate, and roll everyone forward.

This is the best time, this is the worst time.

This is the era of faith, this is the era of doubt.

This is an age of light, this is an age of darkness.

This is the spring of hope, this is the winter of despair.

They are going straight to heaven, they are going straight to hell.

(Volume 4: The Storm in Troubled Times, Ended)

(The red flag that never falls in the fifth volume, opens)
Chapter completed!