Facing the precious gift that I suddenly took out, Zeratul's eyes flickered uncertainly, but after hesitating for a while, he still could not refuse this meaningful gift: in a way, a few such seeds, even
It is far more precious than the "artifact" they inherited from the Xel'Naga.
Taking these small seeds with great care, Zeratul placed them close to his body with great care, and then asked Lilina how to use these "holy seeds". It is impossible to find such a magical creation.
Just put down a flower pot, right?
The two-meter-tall Uncle Z bowed his head respectfully to a little lolita who was only half his height, calling him "Holy Priestess". This was really full of all kinds of joy...
Lilina was also unambiguous, and immediately waved her little hand and started gesticulating: "Well, the requirements are not too many, this thing is very lively! When planting, bury it deep, water it or not, and there is no need to loosen the soil.
Compound fertilizer, farmyard manure, or no fertilizer can be used. The optimal temperature for germination is maintained at minus 200 degrees to over 1,000 degrees. It is acid and alkali resistant, drought and wind resistant, and can ensure a productive season despite droughts and floods. It is best not to make too much noise when pulling leaves.
You don't have to worry about anything except building a house near it... Well, there is one thing. Although it can break down the Zerg into basic elements, you'd better wait until the number of Zerg on the planet drops to a certain level before planting seeds.
Plant the seeds, the Zerg are not stupid, if they find the seeds and attack in a big way... Plants vs. Zombies also have a limit... Oh, and the order I gave them is that all the Zerg forces on the entire planet are completely purified and established
It will automatically wither and die after it meets the current optimal ecological conditions of the planet, so you don't need to panic if it dies. That is normal. New seeds can be recovered where the seeds were originally planted. Just soak them in water for thirty minutes.
You can regain your energy!”
This is the first time for me to hear these introductions from Lilina. In the past, only the druids were interested in this magical seed of life. How should I put it...
No wonder it’s the original embryo provided by Dingdang. The quality of maintenance is almost as good as that little goddess who can make you happy for a long time with just a jelly bean...
If I were just a little surprised and complained in my head, Zeratul's feeling could almost be described as terrifying.
"So simple!?" Uncle Z almost shouted, "This sacred seed... can take root so easily!?"
"Nonsense," Lilina rolled her eyes impatiently, "It's the end of the world, who still has time to do the painful fasting bathing and changing clothes? All the things used to save the world are operated by fools! Anyway, this is my goddess.
The original words..."
Okay, don't mention that unreliable goddess of yours.
After Zeratul collected the seeds and quickly regained his composure, I said in a nonchalant tone: "You can use the seeds as you like, but I have a small request - of course, if you don't want me to
no way."
"Of course, by accepting such a precious gift, I will definitely dedicate myself to my generous friend." Uncle Z said in a very solemn tone.
"That thing is actually the artifact you brought up..." I hesitated for a moment and said my purpose, "Of course, I'm just curious and want to take a look. You have already seen our power and are interested in us."
It is said that an ancient mysterious 'sacred object' has nothing worth prying into. Naturally, if it involves taboos such as your belief, then forget it - can I take a look at it?"
Zeratul didn't hesitate this time, and nodded with a flash of light in his eyes: "Of course, Emperor of the Xiling people, please forgive me for being cautious in this matter at the beginning, but now, this artifact is ready for display.
In front of you."
Zeratul said, taking out a golden alloy cylinder that was only as long as a forearm and as thick as an egg, and handed it to me.
I didn't lie to Zeratul. I care a lot about this so-called ancient "artifact". Regardless of the background information about the gods and gods related to Protos' religious beliefs, it's just a creation of a lower-level civilization.
It can actually affect the space teleportation positioning system of the imperial soldiers, which is enough for me to have a huge interest in it.
The golden alloy cylinder made a very slight "hissing" sound, and then several arc-shaped bright traces suddenly appeared on the seamless surface. Following these traces, the metal cylinder gradually opened, and then a purple
A hexagonal prism-shaped thing floated up from it.
What material is this?
I observed it curiously. It was not metal, nor did it have the transparent texture of crystal. It was obviously some kind of third strange material that did not belong to the above two. It was only less than twenty centimeters long and as thick as a pigeon egg.
The surface of the hexagonal prism is covered with very fine golden patterns, but it obviously does not have any meaning that I can understand. It seems to have the ability to sense energy. After it is released, the golden patterns on it keep wandering around.
It has a slight halo, but it doesn't have any energy of its own - I'm absolutely sure of this.
"The scan found no identifiable structures and the target was a single tissue pattern."
The voice of the mothership host rang directly in my mind. Sure enough, just like the results of scanning through the metal cylinder before, this "artifact" did not have any internal structure at all. It was a solid lump, but it had
Incredible...beacon effect.
So, what is it a beacon for?
"It is indeed a very interesting thing." After looking at it for a long time, or letting the mothership scan it for a long time, there was no result. I could only ask the mothership to record the material composition of this thing, and then re-deliver the golden cylinder.
In Zeratul's hand, "The property returns to its original owner."
Zeratul put away the cylinder, nodded slightly to us, and said, "Then, maybe it's time to say goodbye, and my journey is far from over."
I had some intention of trying to persuade him to stay: "Leave now? Why don't you stay for a casual meal? Let us two drink a few cups..."
Before I could finish speaking, Lilina had already begun to drill my waist with her small fists - How could a little over one meter old be so energetic!?
"Boss, please be more reliable in what you say!"
Lilina's voice of hating that iron cannot become steel sounded in my mind, "Oh, is it wrong to tell the truth?"
However, Zeratul left in the end. He was burdened with too many heavy missions to be bound to one place. Perhaps as he said, the journey was far from over, and there were many things waiting for him to do——
Anyway, I didn’t understand his crazy theories. Finally, together with dozens of his followers, this strong Dark Templar embarked on his own journey again.
Before leaving, he mentioned his next plan. The first step was to bring these seeds to Shakuras and hand them over to his compatriots. They could use these things to purify several recently discovered Zerg-infected planets, and then
He will head into the depths of the universe to find "the revelation of his own destiny" - I think he just needs to have a phone call with Lin Xue...
"By the way, those Protos scientists won't dismantle our shuttle, right?"
Watching the bright light flashing away in the distance, I suddenly felt worried - because the spaceship I came on was discovered and destroyed by bugs at some point, and Zeratul borrowed one of ours when he left.
The anti-phase shuttle, the safest spacecraft that can always be in the anti-phase state after activation, is definitely a high-tech gadget that even the Protoss do not understand - even though its operation is extremely stupid.
Lilina rolled her eyes at me rudely: "You think the aliens are just like your whole family, right?"
This nasty guy complained about me again, and what's worse is that I can't refute it at all!
After transmitting various data collected on the Pimple Star to Tavel's research center, we returned to the main base on the Black Egg Star. The troops of spellcasters from other worlds have almost been assembled.
After teleporting to the landing point on the ground, I immediately saw the mage Muro who was leading a large group of mages and lined up to greet us.
We haven't seen each other for nearly a year since we parted ways in the Vidis Empire last time. I didn't expect that the second meeting with this alien mage would be in the empire base on an alien planet. This... is really exciting.
The painful plot unfolds.
"Hey! Long time no see, Muro."
After walking out of the teleportation beam, I greeted Muro from a distance.
"Okay, your mighty Emperor, I admit that I was really scared this time..."
Awakened from his reverie, Muro was startled at first, then with a smile on his face, he spoke to me without any pretense.
"'Here to witness my own insignificance and the shallowness of mankind.' To be honest, what the female mage named Jaina told me is simply the truth. If I hadn't come to the front line of your empire, I'm afraid I would still be immersed in the world of human beings.
In this small world, the more you know, the more you feel how short-sighted you used to be..."
Muro had a smile on his face, but in the middle of his words, he was interrupted by a slender but powerful fist flying from the side: "Return to the team when you have said enough! Do you want to lose your dignity in front of the combined legions of the worlds?"
Are you from the Dis Empire?!"
Uh... It seems that Novia kicked Muro in front of me the last time we met?
"Long time no see," I said hello to the long-haired magic swordsman wearing red knight armor in front of me, and then I couldn't help but think of another member of their "Superman Trio", "Speaking of Mu, are you talking about casting spells?
If so, he should have been sent here as well."
"He... okay," Novia's expression twisted slightly, "Blood elves... that's what the white elves in the world of Azeroth should call their race. A blood elf female mage successfully transformed our
The Chief Priest is fascinated. I'm sorry, Your Majesty the Emperor, but once the free spirit of the elves and their stubbornness are merged, even the Demon Knight cannot bring him back..."
I:"……"
Well, this is good news. At least mages from different worlds can live together peacefully, but isn't this kind of love that spans time and space too bloody?
Also, when it comes to the chief priest of the Goddess of Life, I don’t know who is more authentic between Lilina and Mu—suddenly, I had such an unreasonable idea.
"Where do you think Mu and that Blood Elf girl are going to buy a house? The housing prices in Silver Moon City are not high recently, but other prices in the Blood Elf side are not cheap... Can you get a mortgage in Vidis? If a couple
If there is a population from another world, at least there should be some welfare subsidies or something like that..."
Needless to say, there is no one else but Qian Qian who can think in such a unique way.
"You guys came here yesterday? You got used to this place so quickly."
I remembered that it was yesterday morning when Sandora notified me that the spell casters from other worlds were in place. I wonder if the mages from Vidis have super strong psychological qualities. The square formation composed of a large group of mages behind Muro looked quite orderly.
Jingran, it took them just one day to adapt to the mysterious scene in General City. Their adaptability is really good.
Novia turned around and looked at the group of great magicians who were still standing upright, as if they were new recruits being inspected. Then she moved slightly closer and whispered: "Of course there are still surprises and curiosity, but we now represent the same world.
You must not lose the face of your own world in front of the warriors summoned from other worlds. In addition, I have chatted with those warriors from Azeroth. You... are simply unimaginable existences for us.
I always thought that the wars I had experienced were enough to be recorded in epics, but I didn’t expect that they were routine battles for you. Anyone fighting in such an army should understand their position."
Novia is right, standing here, everyone should know their place.
In fact, perhaps it is because they have never experienced a salvation war on the scale of the world of Azeroth, nor have they organized a joint organization of various races on the scale of the "Salvation Army". When they first came to the front line of the empire yesterday, those defenders
The human magisters of the Dis Empire are really proud of being "the top human beings". It's not that they don't realize where this place is, but the habits they have developed before make them uncomfortable with their status suddenly changing from hero to hero.
The transformation of soldiers. These people were originally all-powerful and top-notch beings who could even make the rulers of their own countries bow their heads. Now if you ask them to learn to walk in the imperial barracks... naturally one or two guys with a bad temper will jump out to challenge
The authority of the instructor is also to show his strength in front of the mages in other worlds: Is this considered patriotism in a certain sense?
If the Salvation Army of Azeroth is a well-trained regular army, these mages of Vidis should be regarded as heroes gathered from the world. They have the strength, but they are not very submissive.
Anyway, the two or three guys who came out to stand out were beaten by their raven instructors in just one second... Then they understood the absolutely universal truth in this place: every recruit who has just joined the army will be possessed by magic.
In the ultimate army created by the mentor, if there is no strength above the Dharma God, it is best to tighten your tail.
At this time, Shandora came out of the teleportation beam not far away. First, she rubbed her body with a silly smile as usual, then turned around and ordered the new recruits from Vidis with a solemn expression: "Tomorrow this
When the time comes, go with your respective raven instructors to receive new power armor - in addition, remember how dangerous the cosmic environment the instructors told you is, don't think that your magic shield can allow you to survive in vacuum and radiation for too long, disband!
"
"They are really obedient."
Looking at the magicians who were obediently disbanding, I tilted my head slightly and said in Sandora's ear. The latter rubbed my cheek affectionately and muttered: "There are a few disobedient ones, let the raven punish them."
After a lot of training, in comparison, these improvised ragtag troops are really not as good as those Salvation Army troops in Azeroth that have gone through rigorous training... By the way, the British Puritan magician troops have just been
After testing, it was found that although the magic they used was in a special form, the essence of the magic was the same, and the lethality to the Zerg was equally astonishing. However, their number was smaller, and they looked less energetic. After all, it was not a war-torn doomsday.
World, I don’t feel at ease with the soldiers sent by Laura.”
"Don't worry, the bloody storm in the forbidden world is definitely not much gentler than the real battlefield, but when it comes to fighting against the Zerg in the space war... Come on, I'd better go and see, who of them will lead the team?"
"Stiyl, Kanzaki, uh...and Laura."
Laura is here too?
I was slightly surprised in my heart. It would be acceptable to say that Steele and Kanzaki came over, but Laura, that fox girl... As the leader of the British Puritan Church, is it really okay for her to leave her post without permission?
The temporary garrison of the British Puritan Church is right next to the Azeroth Front. It is not far from here. Pao Pao has established a large-scale church area here, so that these soldiers who are far away from home can have a sense of belonging. Naturally, in the nearby
There are similar things in several garrison areas, including elf tree houses, human houses, orc grottoes, and two large pools...
Several mermaid arcane masters safely riding in special individual mechas passed by me...
I don’t know if Laura and the others were frightened by the messy “devils” in this place.
As soon as I entered the church area, the first thing that caught my eye was the two-meter-tall red-haired delinquent priest, Steele, standing in front of the fountain like a human-shaped sign.
"Hey! Steele, long time no see!"
I slapped Steele on the shoulder from behind and shouted unexpectedly.
The other party whispered in a low voice: "I say, at least as a 'god', can you please do something suitable for me!?"
"Tch, it turns out it was exposed a long time ago."
I shrugged nonchalantly, and then put out the cigarette in Steele's mouth: "Every trace of air here belongs to the empire, which is my property. If you continue to smoke, you will be rationed."
"...You tyrant!" A vein flashed across Steele's forehead, and then his shoulders slumped, "Speaking of which, what should I call you now? Lord God? Lord Envoy of God? Mr. Savior? King of the World? Or His Majesty the Emperor?
...God, how many secrets do you have! Just now we saw a group of legendary elves racing in the big square outside!"