ater 。At two o'clock in the afternoon, all the first and second year students from the external college had arrived at the sparring arena. 。Waiting for the start of this internal selection competition..."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 clearlycore greedily absorbed this massive bloodline energy, throbbing violently. His own bloodline aura surged frantically, and every meridian on his skin surface bulged with it, turning a golden red 。Each...