the same level as Xie Xihe, opened its mouth and went straight for Xie Xihe's face with a bite. 。A golden blade slashes out. 。On the thick scales of the unicorn's head, a white mark about one centime..."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 ragdoll before being slammed hard onto the ground by Yang Nianxia. 。A white light flashed, and the attacker's body vanished into light. 。After delivering this blow, Yang Nianxia's body shrank rapid...