gradually subsiding. 。Both parties watched the competition venue with bated breath. 。In that very instant, the protective barrier had been raised to nearly its limit. Keep in mind, this was the prot..."First-class combat readiness" 。Repetition, first-level combat readiness 。"Lock on target, await command!"

The whirring of the soul conductor echoed across the northern lands.

On a sea surface covered with vast swathes of ice, long-range cannons from three major fleets all aimed at the distant horizon. 。Quietly waiting. 。Everyone is waiting for the arrival of this important moment. 。This might also be a moment of life and death for mankind!

Dong Zi'an was at the forefront of the Western Army Corps defense line. His crimson werewolf mecha was so conspicuous.

Let every Western soldier be able to see clearly a numbness on his scalp, and all the pores on his body seemed to open wide in an instant. 。A kind of indescribable feeling instantly filled my heart. 。The next moment, he couldn't help but shout out...