sing within his body. The coolness turned into a piercing chill. In the blink of an eye, it spread to every corner of his body. 。Seeking monthly votes and recommendation tickets 。To be continued 。)..."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 clearlyd was teeming with players. Although there were far fewer teams competing than in the first two matches, the sheer number of people in each team fight was astounding! Each team had a roster of eight o...