The wind of the Four Seasons Wilderness carries a sense of desolation.
This time, the Spiritual Link was very brief... From the meeting to the dissipation of Mu Wanqiu's spirit, only about a hundred seconds passed.
The time left for the North Continent Fleet is truly this brief.
In this brief hundred seconds, Mu Wanqiu made her own judgment.
"Do not initiate the Heavenly Sheath Strike..."
Shen Li instinctively repeated this sentence.
He gradually returned from a daze.
He didn't expect the link to occur so abrupt and urgent.
"What should we do now?"
After regaining his composure, Shen Li suddenly felt very helpless.
The moment he stared directly at the Dead Sea, he seemed to see the despair deep within his heart.
If Deep Sea indeed controls such enormous authority, and the elite troops of the North Continent Fleet are swallowed by the Dead Sea, then the other two continents' offensives must be the same...
How should this war proceed after this?
"The war is not over yet."
