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Chapter 742 Against the Master

"Ik s'"

When Artanis heard what Augustus said, he just said a sentence in the Kalani language of the Star Spirit as if he was resigned to his fate, which meant destiny.

During the First War, Artanis went to Char on the orders of the Supreme Council to bring Tassadar, who was considered a traitor, back to Aiur for trial.

That was the first time they were on opposite sides.

In Kara, Tassadar's "betrayal" was obvious at a glance, and he made no attempt to conceal it. How rebelliously he accepted the thoughts of the Exile, and actually controlled the power of both the Templar and the Dark Templar at the same time.

But Artanis did not sense any evil power in Tassadar's consciousness, but was convinced by his brave determination to devote himself to his people.

Tassadar's unforgettable exploits earned him the respect and trust of the Templars, and he remained steadfast and never wavered.

Artanis never believed that Tassadar would betray his faith and people, never believed the rumors that his noble soul had been corrupted by the Dark Templar, and stood firmly on Tassadar's side.

At that time, they still had Carla, and as long as they were open and honest, they could still understand each other and resolve their differences.

But this time, there is really an evil Xel'Naga residing in Kara. Tassadar's soul is imprisoned in his own body, and he is truly corrupted.

The former savior is killing with his own hands those who were saved through him.

"Aigon just sent a message, saying that the artifact has been charged 92%." Somehow, Augustus could see the frustrated expression of a human being on Artanis' face: "As long as you persist for a while,

He can activate the artifact."

Having said this, the corners of Augustus' eyes couldn't help but twitch.

Whether it's the huge holographic screen flashing with light or the scene outside the observation window of the planetary fortress, the horrific scene is despairing.

No one notices when the sky gets brighter, and no one cares about such a thing at this time.

Countless weapon rays symbolizing death and destruction covered the sky like a big curtain. Intermittent, crazy orbital bombings shook the earth. Huge shock waves set off strong winds and brought deafening roars, making people feel that the planet was shaking.

Both hemispheres fell under the terrible attack.

When Augustus looked toward the busy sky, he was seeing hundreds of flames jumping into the clouds or falling from the ground. Sometimes, giant torches tens of thousands of miles long would

Split the sky into two, and then a devastating beam of light will sweep across the earth.

The landscape of two provinces has been permanently altered by man-made geological changes, and is still changing. The forests have long been burned to ashes, leaving only glassy scorched earth, crisscrossed by giant ravines, even in Ayr's orbit

It is also clearly visible above that the originally lush and beautiful planet now looks like Mars with wide rift valleys and super giant deserts.

The Spear of Adun, the largest and most powerful single starship in this battle, has used three of its shipboard central control systems to support the ground battlefield, including the Guardian Shell and Time Freeze, which are enough to rewrite the current war.

A terrifying weapon in the form of a weapon. In response, the Pride of Altaris poured out equally terrifying firepower on the protoss-human coalition.

Never before have so many star battleships descended to fight below low-Earth orbit. If Augustus could stare at the sky for a long time in the bright light caused by high-energy particle weapons and nuclear explosions, then he could at least watch it from above.

More than twenty Imperial warships were counted, and the number of Protoss warships was ten times that number.

As far as Augustus knew, the area within a few dozen light seconds from El was already filled with warships from the Insect Swarm and the Golden Fleet, and their fleet had completely lost control of the situation.

Each fleet of the empire was defeated one after another, leaving only one battleship fighting on its own, separated by layers of golden fleet battleships and insect swarms, and the situation of the protoss would not be much better than this.

In short, even if Augustus can regroup all the battleships in the El System, even based on the most optimistic estimates, I am afraid that their scale will only reach one-tenth of what they were when they first arrived here, and only a few of them can still fight.

Two to three hundred ships.

And you know, just one night ago, the warships in their hands were still close to half of the entire fleet.

As a result, the Golden Fleet is bombarding the surface indiscriminately in Ayr's high-altitude orbit.

Not only have they lost the space battlefield, but the situation on the ground is also very critical. The number of Zealot Legions deployed by the Golden Fleet alone on the battlefield exceeds theirs, not to mention other powerful protoss warriors and war weapons.

Augustus knew that this was what happened when the army was defeated, they were at the end of their rope, they were losing the war.

The only hope to turn the tide of the battle and turn defeat into victory lies in whether the Xel'Naga artifact can actually work, temporarily restraining Amon's consciousness and buying time for Tassadar and the Templars to cut off their nerve bundles and escape from Kara.

If such an extreme plan was proposed by someone other than Augustus, it would probably take a long time to obtain the unanimous opinion of the Supreme Command. But with Augustus's order, the Tyran Empire began

Prepare the army for war, even though many people think this plan is quite crazy.

"Your Majesty, the sensor array of the Amerigo science ship shows that the main gun of the enemy mothership Moradon has locked onto your planetary fortress and is expected to open fire in two minutes." Matt Horner suddenly appeared in

On the channel, one could hear from the voice that he felt nervous and exhausted after experiencing such a tragic battle.

Moradon is a protoss mothership that was awakened after the fall of Aiur. She is so old that it is even one of the known prototypes. According to the news obtained by the Tyranids, this is a war carrier with powerful firepower.

ship, equipped with enough formidable weapons to burn a colony.

It is said that the protoss engineer who designed the mothership believed that they would never use these weapons under the teachings of Da'u, but he was obviously wrong.

"Notify everyone, get out of here quickly!" Augustus did not hesitate and immediately led the people out of the planetary fortress command room.

Outside is a temporary position made of cement, filled with temporary bunkers and anti-aircraft missile towers made of reinforced concrete and steel. However, the imperial soldiers inside are now evacuating. Although these soldiers have not panicked at all, they must have

In the eyes of the protoss above their heads, they were just a group of rat women who escaped from under the stone that was turned over.

The Ibex cannon on the top of the fortress was rumbling and spewing flames just now, and the air was filled with the smell of burning and ionized air. A few hundred yards away was a position that had been plowed several times by artillery fire.

, the angry shouts of the Templars of the Golden Fleet were very close.

Augustus retreated back without looking back. By this time, his own defense line had already shrunk to the perimeter of the temple. To be more precise, they had been cornered by the enemy.

If Augustus were standing on an imperial warship above the temple at this moment, he would see an extremely spectacular sight. The legions of zealots advancing along the battle line were like a moving city of gold.

Towering giant statues can be seen everywhere here, and there are black scorch marks left by ray guns everywhere.

Even though they ran as fast as they could and reached the last line of defense in front of the temple, they were still knocked to the ground by a shock wave that followed.

Looking back, a majestic and gorgeous protoss mothership is constantly venting its anger to the ground. The pure and pure beam of light sways and sweeps left and right like a moving light in a bar. The sizzling sound produced by the ionization of air molecules fills the entire place.

battlefield.

Although there were no people left there, the mothership still burned everything on the ground to ashes, including several protoss troops of the Gold Fleet who rushed to the front.

"Damn it, are they serious? They're even blowing up their own people." Tychus was also surprised.

"They must also be in great pain." Artanis also ran with Augustus for a while, but compared to the disgraced Tychus, he was much more chic.

In fact, Artanis couldn't figure out whether the Templars controlled by Amon had their own consciousness, but even if they could still think, they could only quietly watch the atrocities committed by their own hands, like a

Like a sad bystander.

Augustus glanced back and saw several crystal towers being folded onto the battlefield, followed by dazzling folding beams.

Eamon's use of the troops of the Golden Fleet can be described as luxurious. Those Protoss battleships that were often centuries old were thrown on the battlefield like garbage by him, without caring about the losses at all.

I don’t feel bad for selling my son Tian.

"It's your Majesty! Let them in quickly."

In front of it is a reinforced bunker of the empire, and behind the bunker group is the earth-shattering artillery position. But since there are not many available artillery shells, these high, dark gun barrels that stretch into the sky seem to be wilted, and they are not strong anymore.

It started to get so aggressive.

When Augustus rolled over the position, a protoss force that had been jumped onto the battlefield was almost behind them, and the place was immediately flooded with a hail of bullets.

When he went inside the temple again, the courtyard, corridors and stone steps of the temple were full of wounded people, and the air was filled with the smell of death.

The room where the Xel'Naga artifact is placed is crowded with sweaty technicians. The triangular prism shining with copper-blue luster is so bright that it is almost impossible to look directly at it. It is obviously close to being fully charged. Nova

She and her imperial special forces have taken over the temple, and these soldiers in black power armor with the ghost skull logo are waiting in full formation.

Speaking of which, Amon could obviously destroy the temple and the Xel'Naga artifact just like Augustus bombed the evil god's body, but he did not do that.

It is impossible for Eamon not to have thought of this, so the conclusion is that he does not want the artifact to be damaged, because if he wants to be resurrected again, he must use it to collect energy. It does not mean that the artifact cannot be destroyed. After all, they have previously

It was detected that it had traces of self-healing.

Another point is that even though Eamon knew that the artifact was accumulating energy, he did not know Augustus' true purpose.

Before Augustus could grab Stetman and ask him about the current condition of the artifact, a beam of deflection light fell from the dome of the temple.

"Everyone is here."

The high-ranking lord Alarak glanced sharply at everyone, and finally fell on Artanis. Finally, he clicked his tongue and walked out of the light that dispersed from the jump field with his head held high, as if he was the protagonist today.

.

Alarak's pure black armor and eye-catching blood-red tabard are extremely eye-catching, and his two scarlet blades of betrayal seem to be bathing in the blood of his enemies.

"I have now begun to suspect that I have chosen the wrong ally." Alarak quickly turned his finger on Artanis: "Artanis doesn't know what it feels like for you to lead so many incompetent people? Your Templars don't know what it's like.

They are worthless, they are a group of weak warriors who actually have mercy on their enemies."

"They are our former compatriots and comrades-in-arms." Artanis was very angry. He would never allow anyone to insult the Templars: "Even if they must be killed, in my eyes they are still great warriors."

"Tal'darin will not tie his hands to this." Alarak said this, and of course he did the same: "If you are disabled, you will be put into the immortal, and if you die, you will be made into a purifier. What else can be better than this?

Efficient way?"

The Tal'darin Protoss never care about the so-called friendship between their fellow humans, and their methods of dealing with their own people are as ruthless and cruel as they deal with their enemies.

"I must remind you, Alarak, it was another group of Templars who beat us to the ground." Augustus didn't want these two people to quarrel here.

Artanis has the overall situation in mind, but the high-ranking lord of Tal'darin is not very sensible. After all, he talks too much and can't help but taunt the Templars. The enemy is still obsessed with engaging in internal strife.

"I don't deny this, but Tal'darin has not been defeated yet." It seems that even Alarak admits that Tassadar's templars are indeed very capable and as brave as Tal'darin.

It is true that the Death Fleet has not been defeated yet, but it is not far away. This time, they are fighting against the Protoss Empire and the Zerg Swarm almost simultaneously.

A moment later, another huge figure appeared in the temple, almost squeezing Tychus and Alarak to the other side, which made these two cautious guys very unhappy.

"Talandar, my brother." Augustus' eyes lit up.

Such a huge body is rare even among Purifiers, it can only be Talandar.

"You are still alive, Purifier Protoss." Alarak greeted.

"Tal'darin, I don't trust you, but I will defend every comrade with a sharp blade." Tal'andar said to Alarak.

"Look, even the mechanical protoss is more generous than you." Tychus rudely insulted two groups of people.

Alarak stared at Tychus and killed him hundreds of times with his terrifying eyes, but the high lord would not care about such a small person.

"What's the situation like there?" Artanis asked.

"When we discovered that the insect swarm desperately left the battlefield and rushed towards Aiur, we realized that you were in big trouble." Talandar looked at Augustus: "My memory primarch Phoenix appeared on the Aiur battlefield.

Not only him, but many famous executives also joined the battle."

"I've only seen this kind of scene when Ayr fell."

"This just shows that our plan worked." Augustus said: "The more the enemy is wary, the more we can sit back and relax."

"What I'm most worried about is Tassadar." Talandar continued: "Tassadar's destructive power on the battlefield is even more powerful than the most powerful weapons of war. The most important thing is that we don't want to hurt him. We can't ignore it.

, and cannot use weapons of destruction.”

"Someone has to stop Tassadar." After saying this, Augustus inadvertently looked at Tychus Finley beside him.

Cruelly speaking, Tassadar must live, as Augustus still needs him to convince the protoss in the Golden Fleet to cut off his nerve bundles.

"You must be crazy, he just needs to shock me lightly." Tychus, the bear of the Empire, had an expression on his face: "You think so highly of me, I'm so fucking teary-eyed":

"I will shit in my crotch in the next second!" ()


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