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Doomsday Summoning Frenzy

Chapter 1445: Re-Entry 🚀

Published: March 2, 2025

No Winter and the War Master, these are the benefits that Wen Yu must obtain from the fate beast. Thus, becoming an imperial guard and even the captain of Yu’s imperial guard is something that cannot be changed.

Having a strong ally is always helpful for personal development.

But what about the moment of extreme battle death?

After thinking for a moment, Wen Yu shook his head.

That cannot be altered either.

Wen Yu knew all too well how significant the support of a major power could be for individual development.

With Yu's mentality and character, without the chaos brought about by the extreme battle death, without the opportunities from the downfall of the Fei'er Empire, and without the later support from the Qianyu Empire, whether Yu could grow to heaven's chosen level sequence one is truly uncertain.

Even if she is a reborn person, she might very well fade into the crowd.

Therefore, he could only intervene with Yu at the time node after arriving in the Qianyu Empire... or help Yu attain greater strength... or provide more development space.

Wen Yu frowned in thought for a long time, and finally lifted his head again, gently nodding at the Purple Mist. The fate beast understood and condensed the Purple Light Mirror.

On the screen, it showed Yu and her group crossing the portal, arriving at the time node of the Qianyu Empire.

...

The wind blew over the rice fields, making them sway like golden waves.

This is the season of harvest.

Yu watched the farmers moving between the fields, a smile appearing at the corner of her mouth—this would be the foundation of her future great undertaking. According to the development route of her previous life, after the extreme battle death, the military strength of the Fei'er Empire would drastically decline, inevitably heading towards destruction.

This is my opportunity!

The position of the supreme being, even a woman would covet it.

However, before Yu could fully envision her future as a supreme being, a familiar voice decisively interrupted her ambitions.

“My lord, I resign.”

“Hmm?”

The voice was resolute, certain, and familiar. Yu immediately turned to look at the source of the voice.

It was her captain of the imperial guard—Yu, bowing and staring straight at her, anger visible on his face.

“You're crazy!”

Ying squeezed out from the crowd, pulling on Wen Yu forcefully, but Wen Yu easily broke free.

“My lord, I resign,” Wen Yu said again.

Yu fell silent for a moment.

“You don't approve of my handling of the front lines?” Yu had guessed why Yu wanted to resign.

It was nothing more than being moved by the sacrifice of the extreme and feeling a surge of hot blood inside.

Wen Yu remained silent. Just as the remaining nine imperial guards surrounded Wen Yu, waiting for Yu's command to subdue him, Yu finally made a decision.

“Then take care.”

The ten imperial guards, including Wen Yu, immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Yu still had an expressionless face, while Ying stared at Wen Yu with an inexplicable sense of grievance...

What are you grieving about? I haven't even hit the base...

Wen Yu rolled his eyes internally, merely casting Ying a quick glance, revealing a slight smile before turning and stepping into the portal.

...

Separating from Yu was the plan Wen Yu had just thought of.

Based on intelligence from his previous life, staying by Yu's side would only lead to being neglected, holding the position of a palace guard captain but being completely excluded from any affairs.

The timing of the extreme battle death cannot be altered, which means that if Wen Yu wants to change anything, it must be after the death of the extreme.

How to change it?

He would have to operate independently, break free from Yu's control, seek opportunities from the outside, strengthen himself, and then return to Yu's side to increase his influence.

Strength is equivalent to the right to speak; this is a constant under the practitioner system.

Stepping through the portal, he entered two different worlds.

Looking at the nearly collapsed Eighth District Forward Base ahead, Wen Yu quickly scanned for a sniper position.