715 Breaking a cup as a sign, using all your swords and axes
"I don't know much about battleships, but a super battleship dozens of miles long and made of countless tons of steel and boulders is parked lightly above Augustgrad, flying as light as a feather to us.
Wherever it wants to go, it may not be as simple as we imagine."
Augustus showed a slightly moved expression. He didn't behave like him and seemed hesitant: "Put the Xel'Naga world ship in Augustgrad, and she will be a building more magnificent than the palace.
.The Protoss Empire could use a city-sized launcher to send the Spear of Adun out of Aiur's gravity well, but we don't."
In the end, Augustus still did not name the battleship, calling her Prometheus or Korhal's Will. Now it seems that the name World Ship is enough to shock people, and there is no other name in this world.
No other world ship like this can be found.
"Oh - my emperor, there won't be any problem with this. Before those old stars were born, the Xel'Naga traveled around the universe on their world ships." Narud chuckled.
Smiling: "When they decided which planet to land on, countless ships landed in the atmosphere like palaces. It was simply a miracle."
"Please believe that all worries are unnecessary."
In front of the emperor, Narud looked proud, wearing the black dress like a proud Penguin of Bexus. Rather than being a scientist, Narud was more in line with people's expectations of diplomats and politicians.
He is good at chatting with people, proficient in etiquette, speaks elegantly, and can attract the attention of others with every word and deed.
"If there are ten world ships, then the Terran Empire can rule the world." Narud said eloquently: "I guarantee you, even if there is only such a one, you can rule one-tenth of this world."
Augustus smiled and shook his head, indicating that he was not interested in ruling the world: "I think the requirements can be lowered a little, as long as we can maintain our existing territory."
For now, Narud's words can be reversed. He thinks he is fooling everyone else and is complacent about his outstanding performance.
Narud is an evil Xel'Naga shapeshifter. He has had countless faces in his long life. In order to achieve his goal, he always appears in different images, but what he does is exactly the same - to steal trust.
Fanning the war and ultimately betrayal without hesitation.
Backstabbing his former masters who once trusted him so much, and seeing their expressions of awakening and remorse, it was hard to tell whether Narud would be happy about it.
Perhaps Narud was waiting for the moment when he betrayed Augustus and he showed an extremely painful expression. Yes, the smarter and more adept at controlling people's hearts, the harder it is for them to accept this fact.
That's why they think they plan everything and control everything, but in the end they are the ones who get tricked.
"Okay, I will consider it." Augustus' attitude softened a little and asked: "Emil, now the empire does have a world ship, but can our crews give full play to the capabilities of this battleship?"
All performance."
There are currently about 20,000 crew members on this Xel'Naga world ship, and most of them are imperial soldiers sent by Renault. This crew number has exceeded all the main battleships in the empire, but for a battleship of this level
It may not be enough.
It may not take many people to pilot a world ship, but if you want to use her to start and win a war, then it will be different.
Of course, this is just an introduction. What Augustus really cares about is who is in the hands of this ship now, the Tyran Empire or the Narud?
If that person is Narud, then the answer to this question is already written on the surface.
Narud worked so hard to build this world ship not to increase the strength of the Tyranid Empire against Amon. When he came to the palace, his proud posture was like a rooster that had just laid eggs, thinking that he had become the master of the world.
This time Narud came with the cannon, and he also tried to persuade Augustus to willingly stick his head into the barrel and light the fuse himself.
He knows the art of satire.
"Of course this is not a problem." Narud could understand Augustus' concerns. The latter did not agree to implement the plan to build a large-scale hybrid manufacturing factory in the empire precisely because he was worried that he would not be able to fully control the hybrid.
Augustus neither refused directly nor agreed. Those who were good at figuring out the emperor's will knew that he was planning to reconsider it. After all, he was the emperor and the one who could ultimately decide everything.
Well, Narud is not in a hurry at all. Amon's rebirth in the real universe is about to come, and Augustus and Artanis should be anxious, not him.
Narud could understand that from the standpoint of a king, there were too many things to worry about, and it was inevitable that he would appear to be hesitant. But if Augustus was not prepared to accept Narud's suggestion from the beginning, then why did he do it?
When he was summoned to the palace, he would not miss his old face.
"I have already mentioned the training issues for the crew of the World Ship in the report submitted to the Admiralty and the Royal Palace. As long as a little training is given to the active operators, it will be enough to make them competent for all the subsequent tasks." He continued.
: "More than half of the members of the Imperial Engineering Corps have participated in the repair work of the World Ship and know this battleship well. The captain and crew are all from Gorgon-class battlecruisers. They all admit that this job is better than before.
It’s much easier.”
The Tyranid Empire originally had some Xel'Naga spaceships, most of which were obtained during Aiur's expedition.
Although the technology used by these Xel'Naga spacecraft is incomprehensible and cannot be copied, as long as you know the operating procedures and usage methods, it is not difficult to fly them with human intelligence.
"Haha." Augustus smiled, obviously extremely satisfied with Narud's guarantee.
Emil Narud, my dear friend, your guarantee is worthless.
"The world ship is a small world that can operate on its own. Inside is a different world, far more spectacular than what you can see on the Spear of Adun." Narud's damn competitive spirit prompted him to say the above.
This passage: "Your Majesty, you really should go and see it for yourself."
"I will definitely go." Augustus realized that there was no need for Narud to brag about the performance of the world ship. In fact, the shocking words coming out of Narud's mouth were not an exaggeration.
After the restoration of the Xel'Naga World Ship was completed, Augustus indeed never went aboard once.
"So, Emil, do you think the world ship can compete with the Ark of the Protoss Empire?" He paused and asked Narud.
"In fact, I am convinced of it." Narud smiled confidently, just like he had always done in the past.
"There is something I must tell you. A dark ark has appeared, along with an entire fleet of corrupted arbiters!" Augustus had a stern expression on his face:
"Our protoss friends determined that it was the Pride of Otalis, another of the three Ark ships of the Protoss Empire. After the civil war, the surviving Arbiter class took away the last supporters of the traditional system to prevent it from being surrendered again.
The blood of our compatriots."
"They just ran away, and they said it so noblely." Tychus basically stood there and took a nap, but just interrupted.
"You are right." Raynor and Tychus sang together: "If the Arbitrator is smart enough, he will not lose both El and the Protoss Empire."
"By the way, if we lose both Korhal and the Tyranid Empire, we will definitely be crucified on the pillar of shame, smart gentlemen." Although Augustus only said in a teasing tone.
But the others immediately shut up, like two chickens lying on their backs.
But Renault and Tychus didn't feel that Augustus was really angry. The former changed his position and continued to stand, while the latter started to light a cigarette.
"Two days ago, the Arbitrator fleet suddenly appeared and burned the Christmas Star (Plamas) and destroyed the Paralta Satellite Base (Paralta)." Kerrigan on the other side took over what Augustus said: "In our case
When they received the news, they had already gone all the way to Zenn."
"Oh my God, this is really the most unfortunate news I have heard in this time." Of course, Narud knew about this, and he knew it much earlier than the empire.
He was so sad that he could hardly help laughing.
The borders of the Empire are raging with war, and wars are happening everywhere. Even the edge planets that have always been attacked are involved. At the same time, many enemies and friends who had never expected it before are also coming.
As an important branch left after the old protoss empire fell apart, the Arbitrator fleet that left Aiur and went into exile among the stars was of course inevitably destined to be corrupted by Kara.
An unprecedented chaos and madness swept the entire Kara. The deeper the understanding of Kara and the deeper one went into the spiritual sea formed by countless thoughts, the deeper the damage became.
The resistance to Eamon's will was extremely fierce, but it ended quickly, disappearing without a trace like a drop of water falling into water.
When the Arbitrator fleet appeared again, it had turned into a dark fleet that had fallen into madness.
The Arkship Pride of Otalis has completely changed its appearance. The previously bright and gorgeous golden-blue battleship armor has transformed into a dark and deep gray-blue. Large blocks of dark blue crystals condensed from void energy are like knives.
They are displayed on both sides of the battleship's side like a formation, like rows of gleaming bayonets, like fangs eager for blood. Such changes are not uncommon on the battleships of other Arbitrator fleets.
It can be seen from this that the Arbitrator fleet may have fallen earlier than their Dalam brethren, and fell deeper. They did find their own gods, just like the Tal'darim.
But no matter what, whether it is this fleet or Duram's golden fleet, they are burning the land of the Tyranid Empire at this moment. If the Tal'darin death fleet coming from Slane was not destroyed by Zulwen's primitive insects,
If the crowd is stuck on the road, they will definitely do the same thing.
No matter how things unfold, humans are always getting beaten.
"We knew this would happen." Augustus felt that if Narud was not a Xel'naga, then his most outstanding work would definitely be an actor: "Kara once saved the protoss, but now it has become
shackles."
"What an irony. The Supreme Council led by the Arbitrator also ordered the exile of those protoss who refused to join Kara, but they became the hope of saving the protoss." Kerrigan said.
Augustus continued: "Unfortunately, our protoss allies can't help us much. In addition to burning our planet, the corrupted protoss fleet is also burning theirs. The invasion is like wildfire in the Koprulu sector.
As the epidemic spread, we had to fight on multiple fronts. The fronts were long and thin, and the troops on each defense line were stretched thin."
"In order to compete with Amon's Dark Ark, we have to send ours."
"It won't take long for the Xel'Naga World Ship to be ready for a war. It won't be easier than filling up the gas tank of a car." Narud said confidently: "Just like me
As I said, everything is ready."
With both sides being his people, Narud could even spend some time arranging the script in advance, but he was not sure whether he would need to spend that kind of effort to act in front of Augustus.
Things are different now. Narud is no longer the lion in the circus who performs the fire ring. He should throw the trainer into the animal pen and let him tap dance.
Narud has become increasingly tired of accompanying these humans to play boring emperor games. He is a xel'naga and the guardian of Orus, so why must he endure hardships on a daily basis?
Eamonn is a self-righteous guy, arrogant, and looks down on other species, and in this regard, Narud is no less generous.
"Emil, I know you are not a military expert, but you must know more about Xel'Naga than anyone else. If you were the fallen Xel'Naga Emon and wanted to take over the Koprulu sector now, what would you do?
?" Augustus asked Narud.
"Please forgive my ignorance, Your Majesty." Narud seemed to have never thought that Augustus would ask such a question. He was stunned by the question and his face turned red. In the end, he could only smile awkwardly:
"I have no idea."
In the end, he could only reluctantly say: "Of course, I will summon more power, the more the better."
"If Eamon's commanding ability is as good as yours, that would be great." Renault said sarcastically.
"" Narud spread his hands. He didn't know why an imperial general always went against him, a harmless little old man. He had long said that professional matters should be left to professionals. This is the right thing to do.
practice.
Narud would never reveal Eamonn's plans, let alone anything else, but he was not a fool or an idiot.
"Okay." Augustus showed an expression of hopelessness: "It seems that I have to hold another military meeting with the people from the Empire's High Command. Even you can't help us in this regard, Emir.
.”
With that said, Augustus nodded towards Narud, indicating that he could go back now.
If Narud is ready to say nothing from now on and no longer prepare to do anything for the Tyranids, then what is the use of Augustus keeping him?
Eamon won't live long, and neither will Narud.
"I thought you were going to take action here." After Narudes calmly walked out of the throne room and walked far away in the wide avenue of the Hall of Mirrors, Renault whispered to Augustus.
"That's because you don't know how terrifying Narud's power is." Augustus looked at Renault and found an explanation that everyone could understand: "He is not a human, he is probably a powerful psychic creature. He represents
Eamon worked hard, and maybe he received a gift as a matter of course."
"So he doesn't care about people," Tychus said.
"The explanation makes sense." Renault said: "What you mean is that since he is not a human being, there is no need to treat him as a human being."
"I didn't say that." Augustus realized that he was a little reluctant to attack Narud. It seemed like a better choice to tie him up and force him to reveal more secrets.
Augustus looked like he was thinking hard, but he still felt that he could deal with Narud. He pondered for a while, sat back on the throne that was much higher than the ground, and finally picked up a crystal cup on the tray next to him, feeling satisfied.
The ground was thrown to the ground.
In an instant, the cup broke: "Do it!"
"Look, how beautiful this word is." When Tychus heard that there was going to be a fight, Tychus's two blue eyes stood up.
"I don't understand why you have to throw this cup." Kerrigan looked at Augustus in shock: "This is a cup made of natural crystal, using Cassia crystal!"
(Kassia crystals believe that this crystal can increase their population growth rate, but another theory is that Kassia crystals also inhibit reproduction.)
"This is a predetermined code." Augustus stretched out his hands and pointed at the pile of broken glass with his two index fingers: "Life needs a sense of ritual, you know."
"You can read minds."
"I told you I don't understand!" Kerrigan said, akimbo.