The Zuxing fleet launched its final attack, and countless light cannons poured down like a rainstorm, mercilessly bombarding the Prairie Wolf Group fleet.
Although the Lord of the Prairie Wolf was still fighting desperately, he was unable to change the situation.
One after another, the Prairie Wolf Star ships were destroyed under the attack of the Ancestral Star Fleet, and the wreckage was scattered everywhere.
The Lord of the Prairie Wolves looked at this scene and his heart died.
He was calling out for dimension in his heart, calling out for that powerful dimensional existence, but he did not get any response.
The Lord of the Prairie Wolf watched his fleet gradually destroyed, his heart filled with despair and anger.
He originally thought that he could conquer the ancestral planet, but it was because of the appearance of the Red Star Fleet that he failed.
You know, he put the entire group on the line for this war.
In a battle of all-in, if he wins, he will be the master of the universe; if he loses, he will be just cosmic dust.
A person’s life should not be anonymous.
He grew up fighting.
You have to grab everything yourself, otherwise, others will grab it.
The Steppe Wolf's frigate was destroyed.
Only the mothership is left struggling to hold on, but it won't be long before it is destroyed.
He lost.
But he was unwilling to give up.
It's only the last step left.
Just one step left!
call out--
The Lord of the Prairie Wolves looked up with a somewhat... confused expression, then he was secretly delighted and became ferocious and crazy.
Outside the mothership, more than a dozen star-destroying cannons have been fired at the Prairie Wolf mothership.
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