enced.Yang Nianxia, abandoning his previous insidious manner, roared to the heavens. His body suddenly swelled, and his dark gold bear martial soul erupted. In an instant, he grew over two meters tall..."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 clearlyex had naturally acquired a golden hue, tightly connected to the dragon core. 。Tang Wulin could even vaguely feel that within the dragon core, a strand of breath was sinking into the soul power vortex...