The endless sea of insects surged toward us like sludge that gained life, with layers of purple-black waves rolling higher and higher. Our ears were filled with the endless roars of the insects and the scraping of their carapace.
Springtails that are as big as small mammoths waving their chelicerae, huge cockroaches with thick shells, and various other bugs that have mutated into grotesque shapes are mixed in. They seem to have no fear at all, facing thousands of
They were not afraid of the tragic sight of their fellow race members being turned into carrion due to some strange and inexplicable force. They scrambled to launch a suicidal charge towards us. Lilina was still pale and was held in my arms and thrown away.
With all those identities, she is just an ordinary girl. Although she has experienced time travel and experienced the ravages of the undead natural disaster in Azeroth, she must have never faced such a Shura field where internal organs and flesh and blood are flying together.
Therefore, she didn't even realize that she was being held by my princess. Instead, like a real little girl, she grabbed my collar tightly and curled her head into my arms as much as possible.
But fear is fear, and the surging life energy around us has not weakened at all. Lilina has done a very good job in this regard. Even if she feels uncomfortable in her heart, she has not forgotten her mission - although now it seems that in Vega
Under the sweeping attacks of the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves and the cruel and ruthless erosion of time, we don't have to worry about getting hurt at all.
These Zerg are simply too vulnerable when facing the leader-level Xiling Apostles. Sometimes the theory that quantity overwhelms quality also requires an upper limit.
"Thunder Cut!"
Vega suddenly shouted loudly during the charge, and the ship-cutting knife in his hand instantly floated with dazzling blue and white lightning. Then the two-meter-long ship-cutting knife suddenly swung into an afterimage, and the half-moon-shaped vacuum blade and bright electric arc suddenly extended.
Nearly half a kilometer away, she cut a large insect in front of her into two pieces. She then jumped up high, and the armored scorpion's two-ton steel body hit a thunderbolt that dared to swing its claws at her.
On the beast's back, six mechanical limbs pierced the Thunder Beast's back armor. In the splash of plasma, Vega's double swords reduced the enemy beneath him into three neat pieces in less than a millisecond.
I easily supported the energy shield that could protect everyone, and I even had the energy to admire the bone stingers fired by the hydralisks that inspired small concentric circles on the chaos. The power of this attack made me
I just curiously tried it with my hands. Its kinetic energy is about the same as that of a human anti-tank missile. It can easily penetrate the power armor made by humans or kill the plasma shield of the Protoss Protoss by relying on numbers. But for us, it is about
It's equivalent to a non-threatening target...
I think that my energy shield is strong enough to allow all the Hydralisks present to spray it without any damage due to lack of calcium. As long as there is energy in this world, I will definitely be infinitely bluer than the Sunwell.
"I said, are you just going to watch the show all the way?"
Suddenly there was such a muffled sound in my chest. When I lowered my head, it turned out that it was Lilina who finally stuck her head out. Although her face was still ugly, she seemed to have almost recovered her strength.
By the way, this girl has already vomited on my chest once, right?
Fortunately, a pure divine creature like Lilina should not have such physical shortcomings. The little girl only looked bitter, but she still stared at me from bottom to top with her big energetic eyes, her face full of disapproval.
A just denunciation of someone who has worked hard but failed to do anything.
"Anyway, the two of them are enough to take care of all the bugs here."
I curled my lips indifferently. I won’t go into detail about how powerful Vega’s melee combat ability is. Even with the most basic fighting skills, she can chop down a hundred thousand springtails without losing any breath and keep her hairstyle intact. And look at it.
Now that Sister Scorpion is surrounded by arcs of electricity, I have no doubt that she can move in and out of this sea of insects like a child.
The rest is Qianqian... Needless to say more than this specification? If she is willing, she can even make these tens of millions of Zerg commit suicide just by turning on the time field and standing here without moving! I don't believe in carbon
The body of a basic creature can evolve to the point where it can defy time!
Do you still need me to take action?
"What a lazy ass..." Lilina muttered to herself as she nestled in my arms, "Isn't this a chance for you grown men to act like heroes and deceive girls? You are really a freak..."
"What?" Because there was too much movement from the insect swarms around me, I could only hear Lilina muttering something, but I didn't know what the other party actually said.
"It's okay...harem man..."
How did I mess with her?
The distance of tens of kilometers was easily crossed in a short time under our almost supersonic charge. The fragile Zerg had no power to fight back under the attack of the leader-level apostle. The Protos building that Vega mentioned was already very close at hand.
, I can’t see its function, but based on the gorgeous multi-story tower shape and the two tall sculptures made of crystal and mysterious alloy at the main entrance of the building, it should be, as Vega said, a palace of ceremony.
Something like that.
The "God Clan" building with a blue halo was surrounded by an extremely strong arcane shield. Large swaths of arcs continued to splash out from the shield, burning the nearby Zerg to ashes like whirling blades.
, this high-end ability to combine two completely different types of magic into one skill may require a lifetime of study for human mages, but it is a necessary skill for ravens: their quantum computing cores simulate more than a dozen magic at the same time.
All thinking is stress-free.
But in my opinion, although the bugs cannot get even half a step closer here due to the existence of the arcane shield, it is an indisputable fact that the warriors stationed here are already at a disadvantage. Millions of bugs are densely gathered here.
In the almost vast cave, every inch of space is blocked from the sky to the underground. There are hundreds of soldiers from the landing force, and most of them are ordinary Xiling soldiers and human mages from Azeroth. In this way
Their combat power may be enough to be used as an exploration force, but it is absolutely impossible to break through when surrounded by millions of insects.
But since they can't break out...how did they get in, bastard!
"Blessed by the spirits of our ancestors! The messenger of God is here!!"
When we rushed into the safe zone formed by the arcane shield in a bloody way, a tauren shaman who was busy smashing the titanium alloy totem on the ground with a power hammer immediately pulled up his mask excitedly, and the white air gushed out from the bull's nose - I
Fortunately, the oxygen environment of the powered armor made by Xiling is bounded by an energy barrier near the helmet, otherwise this bull-headed uncle would have become the first Azerothian to be suffocated on an alien planet.
"What's going on? Are the other warriors here?"
I nodded to the tauren uncle, helped him adjust the power hammer to "high" mode, and then asked Commander Xiling who was instructing the soldiers to deploy anti-proton turrets.
The unknown commander performed a standard military salute and reported to me in the steely voice unique to soldiers: "Your Majesty! The 3rd Raven Squadron, the 17th Marine Corps, and the 19th Marine Corps are all gathered here! We are here because of this!"
The erroneous teleportation was sent directly to the unfamiliar Protos Temple. When we arrived, the place was surrounded by Zerg layers. A small group of Protos warriors were resisting with the energy field of the temple itself. We were in contact with the outside world.
Contact has been interrupted, and we have been fighting here for an hour. We found that the Marines have sufficient backup energy and the magic troops are slightly fatigued. Commander Raven 003 has deployed a stable shield magic array that can continue to fight for more than 24 hours! Report completed!
"
I simply looked around. The building behind us probably covers an area of several thousand square meters. It is not a large hall. The overall shape is a pentagonal prism, divided into three floors. The walls are inlaid with a large number of halos emitting light.
The blue crystal, curved door leaves and pillars have a very obvious Protos style. The arcane shield arranged by Raven 003 completely wraps the entire building, and it has become safe without a bug within half a kilometer around it.
area, but the Zerg outside the shield are still launching suicidal attacks on the palace regardless of casualties.
"Where are those Protoss?" I asked curiously. Are they all dead? They don't have the BT-level individual combat power of Xiling warriors.
"Those Protoss were seriously injured. When we entered the battle, only a dozen of them were still standing. Now they are placed in the temple and are receiving treatment from the blood elf priests. However, according to the spellcasters,
The spiritual energy of the Protos will interfere with magical elements, and conventional healing magic will have little effect on them."
I nodded, ordered Vega to lead the scorpion soldiers here to consolidate the defense line, and then took Qianqian and Lilina into the temple of Protos to visit the unlucky "gods" warriors.
Last time I only had a brief conversation with the Protos commander named Duhan on the communication device, so this can be said to be my first formal contact with the Protos race, and I didn’t expect that,
We actually met under such circumstances.
After entering from the gate of the temple, there is a vast hall directly. The walls of the hall are inlaid with countless oval ice-blue crystals, which constantly emit a faint light, making the entire hall look very bright. Thousands of square meters of space have no
A pillar exists, and only the slightly curved golden alloy wall "grows" out of the solid ground, supporting the dome above us covered with mysterious words. A very weak energy field floats in the entire hall.
I suspect that it is the spiritual power of Protos spreading to all directions - their source is the several blue-skinned Delai who are sitting in the middle of the hall, meditating with their eyes closed... er, the Protos clan.
No matter how many times I've seen it, those tentacles on the chin of the Protos male...the tentacles still make people complain a lot!
Naturally, our entry cannot be concealed from these warriors who have spent hundreds of years honing their fighting skills. I can clearly feel that a dozen weak mental powers have been concentrated on myself, but in the end, only the ones who stood up to face us
A tall "god" wearing a dark old cloak, his appearance hidden under a mask, only revealing a pair of twinkling eyes.
Why does this shape feel so familiar?
"Then, you are the emperor and envoy honored by these mysterious and powerful warriors," said Proto, who is as tall as two Pandora's stacked on top of each other (should I use Pandora's height as a common measurement unit?)
The man said in a low and soft tone, "Perhaps fate guides us to meet in this holy land of our ancestors. Strange friends, I have heard of your arrival."
"Oh," I nodded, "No more nonsense then. I am the emperor of the Xiling Empire, Chen Jun. My soldiers have consolidated the defense line here. Now I want to know what happened - well, and
your name."
"You can call me Zeratul," the tall Protoss man in front of me said surprisingly. He is really the famous Uncle Z! I wonder why his appearance is so familiar!
However, Uncle Z, who has always appeared as a lone ranger, actually led his tribe to appear in this barren Pimple Star Mine. This made me very curious: What are they here for?
"I heard many days ago that a mysterious civilization very similar to humans arrived in this star area and launched a war against the Zerg," Zeratul continued in a low tone and said slowly, "For this reason,
I came to investigate, but found this long-forgotten Protos sanctuary. I killed the female insect, and then went deep into the underground of the planet with my followers... We found this sacred temple, but
After activating the temple, almost all the remaining Zerg on the entire planet were attracted here by the energy it exuded. We were trapped by this number, fought fiercely for several days, and were exhausted, and then those powerful mysterious warriors suddenly appeared around the temple.
, built a strong defense line, they saved my people from destruction, and claimed that the most powerful emperor in the universe would solve the dilemma here, this is what happened."
After hearing this, I was in awe of Uncle Z.
Tens of millions of Zerg! He actually led so many Templar warriors to resist in this temple for several days!
This combat power is almost comparable to that of ordinary imperial officers!
What makes me admire him even more is that he clearly had the opportunity to leave - yes, as the most powerful assassin of Protos, his permanent disappearance and various shadow teleportation skills make this powerful "god"
The warrior could easily escape from this crypt, but he did not leave just so as not to abandon his followers!
After a few subsequent inquiries, I finally figured out why our warriors were all concentrated here: there is an ancient "artifact" preserved in the Protos Temple, which was destroyed by Zeratul.
After being accidentally activated, it has been emitting energy fluctuations. Although the technological level of the Protos clan cannot be compared with that of the Xiling Empire, they at least have the qualifications to talk to the empire in the field of science and technology (especially now that the technology tree still has
Most of the incomplete Xiling Empire), this mysterious artifact interfered with the spatial positioning systems of the three teams. When the team leader of the latter discovered that the contact was interrupted and planned to temporarily teleport back to the surface through space, he misjudged the coordinates.
And was transported to this hellish place.
Of course, it may also be related to the carelessness of the three team leaders themselves. They did not expect that the transmitter installed in their bodies since birth would be interfered with, so they did not notice the slight error in the spatial coordinates.
After listening to Zeratul's description, I naturally became very interested in that "artifact", but it seems that Zeratul attaches great importance to the treasure belonging to Protos, at least, to someone like me who suddenly appeared.
He is a stranger to the "Emperor", and he doesn't have much trust yet, even though my soldiers are helping him guard this temple, and I understand this.
"These soldiers are seriously injured."
When I asked Zeratul about their situation, the latter said so in a heavy tone, and then led me to a dozen Templars who were sitting in meditation.
"They don't have enough medical treatment and can only use meditation to suppress their pain. The magical power of your soldiers called 'priests' can also greatly relieve the pain corroded by the Zerg poison, but these warriors
, their souls have returned to Shakuras, I wish them a safe journey..."
Zeratul was referring to the dozen corpses of Protos warriors lying quietly in a corner of the temple.
"Shakuras is probably several light years away from here," Lilina shrugged and walked forward, "Even if you Proteus souls are dual-core, you still can't run at that speed."
Lilina said this, and then slowly raised her hands under Zeratul's confused gaze. A Virgin-like peaceful expression appeared on her face, and green light gradually filled the entire hall.
"So all the souls who don't want to die on the way should return to your bodies and stay there! In the name of the goddess of love, get up and work for me!!"
Do you dare to be more aggressive with me?
However, Zeratul could no longer care to express surprise or protest at Lilina's explosive remarks at this moment, because some powerful energy beyond his understanding was gradually gathering, and then turned into a huge green light pillar, accompanied by a faint soft singing voice.
On the fallen Protoss warriors.
"Nether energy can resist magic, but no one can reject the will of the goddess."
Lilina finished her cool show, maintaining the same posture of floating in mid-air when she cast the spell, and proudly asked me for credit.
Yep, that miserable guy floating in the sky who is half a head lower than me.
"Shacoolas on top! What am I witnessing!? The return of life!"
Zeratul screamed in shock, because the Protos warriors who were cold corpses a second ago had now sat up like normal people, and looked around with confused expressions, and through the familiar aura that emerged again
, Zeratul could completely rule out the possibility that the corpses of these compatriots were being controlled in some way.
"Life is precious, so I would like to thank you for your patronage. This settlement is NT$68,880~~~"
Lilina continued to carry forward her unreliable spirit, and walked up to Zeratul with a bad smile, which made Uncle Z, who had always been calm, look extremely embarrassed.