Most areas of the hybrid factory are dense and crowded complex buildings, with rows of train-car-like factory buildings extending in all directions.
Each iron-black factory building is filled with countless huge, beautiful and exquisite machines, used to produce a full set of hybrid culture chamber components and cloned embryos. The efficiency of its integrated automatic production lines is high enough for August to
Grad's most advanced factories pale in comparison.
Nowadays, these buildings are separated by smoke-filled roads, and are smoking with billowing black smoke caused by explosions. They can no longer produce a terrifying hybrid army for Amon.
The world was darkened, and hundreds of fires shot into the sky.
"Fire that glowing hybrid! All weapons! Fire!"
Several Hurricane tanks serving as the vanguard were being driven back from the front by a hybrid Destroyer. These flexible tracked tanks fired while retreating, and the roaring Typhoon missiles continued to explode on the enemy with little effect.
Valerian gave an order, and a roaring rain of red tracer bullets was mixed with various EMP grenades, rifle grenades and rockets. The terrible explosion immediately came like a storm and thunder, bursting out with sharp explosions and
A dazzling light and a huge shock wave swept debris and soil into the air.
Such powerful firepower was enough to blast the heavy tank into a ball of burning scrap metal, but it only made the monster roar again and again. The power and lethality of the protoss and zerg were fully demonstrated on this blasphemous and abominable creature.
This hybrid Destroyer is wrapped in a glowing carapace and a halo of light woven from its own psychic shield. It has the typical slender limbs and iconic protruding chin of the protoss, and the glowing tendrils resemble those of an angel.
wing.
The hybrid is the chosen one of the Dark God, and is as powerful as its followers claim.
They are angels, Eamon's avenging angels.
Powerful individuals within the Hybrid Destroyer have the ability to shift in shape, with such power that they can summon an extraterrestrial psychic storm, and even be able to briefly leave their current phase to evade attacks.
However, the Chosen One will also bleed. Even if human weapons cannot kill him for a while, his skin and flesh will be torn apart. He will roll around in a pool of blood formed by hot shrapnel and his own blood, roaring and screaming.
Every time the hybrid emits an angry psychic roar, Valerian's brain will feel a tearing pain. If it weren't for the protection of the psychic shielding device, he and his warriors would have literally
That's how "the liver and the brain are wiped out".
In the midst of lightning and flint, a huge Thor mecha arrived amidst earth-shattering artillery fire, and used four 250mm Punisher cannons to blast the hybrid into pieces of limbs and pus and blood.
Like a crab crushed by a car.
"The road ahead is clear. I am your commander Valerian Mengsk. Keep moving forward, soldiers." Valerian ordered in the command channel.
To get through, Valerian's men had torn out a number of steel bunkers that had survived the firepower of the Imperial fleet, some of which were powerful weapons platforms clearly armed with technology far more advanced than the Empire's current technology.
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There are already many roads in the hybrid factory, and now the collapsed building debris has blocked traffic. It is not easy to find an unobstructed passage for large mechas to pass.
The deeper they go into it, the harder it becomes to move forward. Nightmarish creatures can be seen everywhere here, everywhere, and it can be said that demons are rampant.
It's hard to find a place in the Koprulu sector that's more like hell on earth than this.
"Don't waver! Victory belongs to the Empire!"
Several marauders and wolf warriors lifted the fragmented remains of the hybrid to one side, and strode forward while firing at any bunkers that might hide enemies, clearing the way forward for more soldiers and machines.
A followed closely behind, followed overhead by two medical drones the size of golden eagles.
In other parts of the Hybrid Factory, the imperial troops have also breached the gate of the Hybrid Factory from several directions and entered it. The remaining Amon believers, led by Hybrid, retreated behind the high wall of the factory and continued to resist.
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The battle was still fierce in the sky, and Valerian could even see the water vapor condensed by the Lexington rockets as they passed overhead. The sky was dyed red repeatedly, representing war, and the laser weapons of the battlecruisers continued to penetrate the clouds.
Melt those enemy orbital turrets that are still trying to fight back into a pool of boiling molten steel.
At this time, when Valerian looked at the sky, he could easily see a Xel'Naga temple building that was completely different from the surrounding human architectural styles, standing quietly half a mile away.
Just like the Xel'Naga buildings that Valerian had seen before, this temple is an extremely majestic building even from a human perspective. Its pyramid-shaped peak is perched above the clouds, and huge stairs lead directly to
sun.
Each of the huge stones used to build this magnificent building weighs twenty tons. They were cut into millions of sharply angled triangles and rectangles using incredible skills. The craftsmanship is exquisite. Stars and creations of the gods were once carved on the temple, and now
It is full of patterns and words that worship Eamon, mock and blaspheme the endless cycle of reincarnation.
That is the core area of the hybrid factory, which is both the command center of Amon's human servant army and the place where prisoners are held.
As far as Valerian knows, Amon's followers are not only cultivating new hybrids here, but are also conducting other taboo biological experiments, and the dark technology involved is horrifying.
Every time I get closer to this temple, the terrifying scream that strikes my soul becomes clearer and clearer.
Every creature imprisoned in this blasphemous temple was tortured, whether they were protoss, humans or other unknown creatures, and horrifying screams came from every crack in the wall like bright red blood.
It oozes out and makes people shudder.
The entire temple is under the protection of some kind of powerful plasma shield. The shield is powered by an array of void crystals and energy obelisks with almost unlimited energy. Once the energy is exhausted, it will be replenished immediately, making it indestructible.
Even the most powerful firepower of the Imperial fleet was temporarily helpless, and the intensive anti-aircraft firepower around the temple made any orbital airborne a near-death adventure.
Stukov did not directly order the bombing, firstly because of the safety of the hostages, and secondly because the orbital bombardment before the imperial army landed had proven that they had nothing to do with the turtle shell.
"Follow me! Hurry!" Valerian summoned his guards and caught up with a company of Marines that was running quickly from behind.
"The brothers in the temple are still waiting for our support."
Since a strong attack is not possible, the best way is to break through from the inside, so Valerian sent his most elite ghost agent team to infiltrate.
If everything goes well, they will be a surprise from heaven.
Although it was predicted, something went wrong after all.
The ghost troops led by Stone indeed successfully infiltrated into the temple as planned. The ghost team A went straight to the main control cabin and killed all the leaders of Emon believers. Team B rushed into the cell and successfully rescued the hostages.
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But during the process of evacuating the temple, hundreds of hybrid cabins were opened at the same time. Like a group of hungry snakes being awakened, these creations of dark technology began to kill on a rampage as soon as they were born.
The most terrifying of these monsters are the three still-experimental Moebius hybrids, who are astonishingly powerful and unstoppable.
The operation to rescue the hostages immediately turned into a desperate escape, as the hybrids hunted the survivors in a maze-like winding temple. The horrifying scene was enough to make the Empire's best-selling horror holographic movie pale as a children's play.
Think what his father Arcturus would say about this?
If all the hostages are killed in advance, Eamon will not be able to use moral kidnapping to deal with the upright Imperial Army. If you are not hard-hearted enough, you will leave the dirty work to your father.
No, no matter what the outcome is, people will know that the Tyranids at least tried to save their people. Augustus Mengsk was loved because he was always the savior, and Arcturus Mengsk was
Using fear as a tool of domination.
Some of the leaders of the empire act ruthlessly like Arcturus, while others stick to the bottom line like Jim Raynor. It’s hard to say who is right and who is wrong. To maintain a huge interstellar empire, it depends on just who kind of person it is.
not enough.
"In the name of Eamon, die!"
The last half mile of the journey unexpectedly did not encounter any enemies, but when Valerian's troops passed through the huge steps and came to the temple gate, groups of Amon believers braved
A hail of bullets rushed towards them.
These people are very poorly equipped, only wearing armor pieced together with screws, iron buckles and welding rods. You can even see exposed conduits and cables, or simply wearing a few cloaks, but they pose little threat.
No smaller than a well-equipped Imperial soldier.
Each person's eye sockets were sunken, and around them were veins emitting purple fluorescence. Eamon's dark power gave them powerful psychic powers, along with hysterical madness.
Valerian thought: Anything touched by the hybrid cannot be saved.
Many Emon believers were beaten to pieces by intensive firepower from the beginning, and the guy who shouted the loudest was given special attention and torn to pieces like rags.
They were not even warriors before becoming servants of Amon.
But when a few of these cultists move through the shadows like Dark Templars, unleashing psychic storms among Imperial soldiers, the casualties are immediate.
This did not scare Valerian at all. He personally led the guards to join the battlefield, and his shooting skills were good and steady until he defeated all the cultists and drove them back to the temple, like a group of frightened rats.
Fleeed back into the shadows.
Some cultists who were injured and unable to move were left to die. After losing several outstanding medical sergeants, the Imperial Army would not show any mercy to these people and ended them cleanly.
"Your Highness, these barbarians cannot hurt you."
Valerian's guards were all selected by Lieutenant General Stukov from his elite guards to protect Valerian. The emblem symbolizing the earth can also be seen on the armor. Long before the UED expeditionary force invaded the Koprulu sector,
These proud and loyal Earth Federation soldiers followed their general, and they still do to this day.
There may be a hundred or more of them, all of whom are good warriors and have experienced countless battles, but they still think that Valerian is a prince here to practice.
Even though they were defeated in this bitter cold land and could never return to their homeland, these earthlings were still as arrogant as the protoss, believing that no one was worthy of their allegiance except Augustus Mengsk, who defeated the expeditionary force.
After the emperor expanded his army several times to face the war, the imperial army's soldiers became a mixed bag. They included law-abiding citizens and brainwashed serious criminals. Some people obtained reduced sentences by joining the troops that performed special tasks, while others hoped to gain more by joining the army.
Go to Auguste Grain for a chance to make a living.
But no one will be as arrogant as these people on earth, and the empire's dignitaries are nothing in their eyes.
"Maybe we should set up a defensive position at the entrance of the temple and wait for the follow-up troops." Another guard member said: "There are hybrids everywhere in here."
"Don't stop." Valerian will never let these soldiers influence his judgment. He does not have to prove to these people that he is the real Mengsk.
"keep going!"
As the heir to Prince Arcturus and the beloved nephew of the Imperial Emperor, Valerian does not have to carry a gun himself and rush to the battlefield. As long as he wants, he can easily obtain the command of an Imperial fleet, which can be as powerful as a palace.
On the bridge of the flagship ship, he was sipping wine from a cup while commanding the huge imperial army, marching into the battlefield to the high-pitched music of an antique gramophone.
His power armor must also be well-made and made of exquisite materials. The helmet and breastplate must be inlaid with the same weight of gold, silver, lapis lazuli and jasper as the crown. There must be a gleaming sword across his waist. The flag must be gold-plated, but these will always be
There will never be a time when it can be used.
If it was just to live such a life, Valerian would never go to the front line.
When Valerian was still a child, his uncle's reputation had already begun to spread in the human world of the Koprulu Sector. It is no exaggeration to say that he simply grew up listening to his uncle's stories, and he never
People long for that kind of life more than he does.
When Arcturus wanted to cultivate Valerian as his heir, only Augustus supported him in making his choice.
The gate of this temple is at least three hundred feet high, allowing four siege tanks to pass through side by side. Inside are dark and deep passages. The light of the void crystal seems to be rows of beating green flames, and the roar of the mixture
The screams of men and women seemed to come from the eighteenth level of hell.
The temple's shield can resist artillery fire, but it cannot prevent enemies from passing through.
As soon as Valerian stepped inside, he saw many holographic screens lighting up, which recorded DNA fragments of countless creatures and various horrifying experiments.
In the boulder-sized storage tank, many severed protoss nerve bundles were soaked in the golden nutrient solution, like bundles of hair soaked in oil.
Valerian secretly guessed what Amon wanted these nerve bundles for. There was definitely something wrong with this.
Collecting these nerve bundles is by no means an easy task. Even if the nerve bundles are forced to be severed, Kalai Protoss cannot throw them away casually. Under the Protoss Warp Network, it is not easy to obtain the corpses of Protoss.
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Unless Amon's minions slaughtered the entire world of Durham and collected their nerve bundles, or just cloned organs.
But what does Eamon want from these nerve bundles, unless he wants to reattach them to the Firstborn Son of God and control them through Kara again.
His uncle Augustus would say, "Look, Eamon is such a bad bastard that he can't hold back anything good."
Then Stukov will yell from the side, beat him, son of a bitch. ()