Even after Tang Wulin followed his father away yesterday, Meng didn't take it.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!"Look, your masterpiece." Meng pointed at the silvery..."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 。It was as if all his blood and energy had converged there. The soul power within him, under the influence of this qi and blood, also surged towards that point, gathering together. 。Tang Wulin's mer...