Chapter 768 They want to recast Kara? This is heresy!
Amid the corpses and hordes of hybrids, Valerian was regrouping his troops.
There was no need for the Imperial Army to search for enemies. From the moment they stepped into the temple, like shadows spreading under the setting sun, countless followers of evil gods and evil dark creatures appeared from the depths of the temple, and terrifying void creatures also appeared.
Through the powerful spiritual power here, it appears in this world.
The temple is astonishingly large, almost comparable to the Temple of Urna. Sometimes Valerian's army can easily launch battles in the giant pillared hall as vast as the sky and the earth, and sometimes they have to fight the enemy in narrow passages.
Close combat.
Some areas are strong enough to support a huge steel giant like Odin II, while other areas are too complex to accommodate heavy tanks and tanks.
Enemies can appear anywhere, and even rumbling megalithic structures can engulf an Imperial force of dozens or hundreds of men.
Aemon's tentacles emerged from the shadows through the void catalyst, and the power of the dark god filled the entire temple, making it tremble, scream, and teeter on the verge of collapse.
The tragedy on the battlefield greatly exceeded Valerian's expectations, but this could not shake his determination at all. If he could not put life and death at risk, how could he ask his imperial soldiers to fight bloody battles.
"Follow me!"
Valerian gave a loud order. At this time, the hybrid Marauder rushing at the front was only within the reach of a sword. The spinning Marauder Punisher grenades flew past his left and right sides.
A burst of dazzling light.
"All Imperial forces, advance!"
The mottled-skinned monster was covered in blood and used its arms and legs like a giant spider flying on the wall. It was glowing with a sickly and disturbing blue light. He ravaged multiple imperial fire squads along the way, charging and killing repeatedly until
The Stukov Elite Guards guarding Valerian were burned into a pool of boiling plasma using C-140 flamethrowers.
At this critical moment, the Imperial troops that had been scattered by the hybrid were able to regroup towards Valerian, coming from behind to support the Hellbats and Wolf Warriors, and raised a line of fine steel in front of the Marines.
shield wall, and create a large thermal cloud of napalm and plasma-charged weapons in front.
This is killing each other without mercy. Every time the hybrid tears apart a mecha, it has to withstand powerful firepower like a vengeance. In this space, which is no bigger than the Augustgrad Treasury Building, there are several floors everywhere.
The wreckage of the mecha and the body of the hybrid were riddled with holes in the building.
The numbers and firepower of the Imperial troops gradually gained the upper hand, and the battle began to tilt rapidly in their favor. They also carried a large number of armor-piercing weapons, which had previously been specially used to deal with Ultralisk.
This was originally just an encounter in the small space of the temple. When the two sides were in a stalemate, the encounter inevitably turned into a tactic of constantly increasing troops.
A company of Death's Head Reapers shot out from above at this moment. They increased the power of their jetpacks to the maximum, moved close to the magnificent ceiling of the temple, and landed on top of the enemy's heads like a surprise attack from the sky.
Then, like circling bombers, they bombarded them with all kinds of D-type high explosives, setting everything on the ground in flames.
Finally, a large number of evil god believers were defeated first. They were crazy, but their equipment was too poor to survive the firepower coverage of the imperial army, so they suffered heavy casualties. Then the number of hybrids who could still fight became less and less, and they were
The imperial troops were eliminated one by one.
But no matter what, they would rather be destroyed than surrender.
If this is just an ordinary human rebel army, then their morale will definitely be greatly shaken in this situation. In contrast, even experienced imperial soldiers will inevitably be confused when facing hybrids.
panic.
Valerian only felt lucky because he did not have to bear any psychological burden when he ordered the surrendered cultists to be killed on the spot. There is nothing more stupid than marching into the Black Temple of Emon with a group of prisoners.
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When the gunfire gradually became sparse, Valerian gave the order, reprimanded and dismissed several voices pursuing the enemy, and continued to gather the troops, giving enough time for the medical soldiers to treat the wounded.
However, these wounded still had to stay here until the arrival of supporting troops from the rear to move them to the rear.
Only then did Valerian have time to examine the current situation. They were at a fork in the road, with three wide ramps in front of them, each as wide as a kingdom avenue.
This towering temple is built on a huge platform the size of a city. There are huge and magnificent man-made landscapes everywhere inside, exuding the atmosphere of civilization and power. The Xel'Naga metal statues are as gorgeous as gold and silver and sparkle like amethyst.
Sometimes the alien civilization that builds the temple will build it like a magnificent palace. The giant stairs and low mountain-like terraces inside seem to be built for giants, but the internal passages are intricately developed like snake caves.
It is so small that it seems to be prepared for the parasites on the giants.
But there is no doubt that since the beginning of their construction, these buildings have been waiting for someone to open them one day, and they are definitely not the product of symbolic meaning under the collective consciousness of some alien civilization.
At this moment, here, rows of columns support this space, and most of it has collapsed. Everything, whether it is the huge statues that are almost parallel to the ceiling or the Keda embedded in it.
Lin Jingshuang has now been razed to the ground.
The corpses of humans and hybrids were piled together, like high anthills. Those huge anthills were squirming, as if snake-like creatures were drilling in and out of them.
As the number of troops gathered around him gradually increased, Valerian felt that he had finally gained a firm foothold. Now, after fully assessing the situation, he was no longer in a hurry to advance deeper into the temple.
Valerian's purpose in entering the temple was to respond to Stone's ghost team, bring back the rescued hostages, and, if possible, disable the temple's shield generator as much as possible.
Of course, judging from the current situation, the latter item basically does not need to be considered. Just opening the passage into the core area of the temple will peel off several layers of skin for Valerian's troops.
Soldiers are valuable and quick, but it is hard to say when there are insufficient troops. Disastrous defeats caused by a lone army's rash advance are not uncommon in the history of the imperial army.
The good news is that they are now close enough to Stone's location, so close that there may only be a wall between them, but crossing this distance is much harder than Valerian expected.
But Stone only has more than forty well-trained ghost agents under his command, and now the number of his subordinates may be less than half of the original number. They bring a large group of ordinary people with no fighting ability, and they have been tortured so much that they can hardly walk.
If you are not walking steadily, to put it bluntly, you are carrying a weight across the river.
It's a miracle that Stone can hold on with these people until now, let alone break through the encirclement to find Valerian.
"All Imperial forces, keep moving forward."
After making sure that his troops were fully prepared, Valerian ordered to continue advancing.
Valerian chose the passage on the far right, which was exactly what Stone had walked. He didn't know yet whether these roads had different meanings, representing death, rebirth or other meanings.
Xel'Naga temples are by no means religious ceremonial buildings. They built them for other more profound purposes rather than to worship a certain god.
He could see many corpses along the way, including several dead Imperial ghost agents.
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But from this moment on, all the enemies seemed to disappear in an instant, and not even sporadic resistance could be seen.
This is more disturbing than the overwhelming mixture. All the small and medium-sized predators have disappeared without a trace, which only means that something more terrifying is about to appear.
"Stay vigilant." Valerian led the mecha troops in the guard to open the way ahead.
This passage is not wide and can barely accommodate two Wolf Warriors passing side by side. The murals on the walls on both sides are carved with countless inhuman and terrifying creatures, all of which depict heinous atrocities. There is a lack of lighting here and it is very dim.
The searchlights scanned the bloody murals over and over again, which was horrifying.
The soldiers walked in silence, because Valerian had to ensure that the channel was open when necessary, and any unnecessary grumbling could cause their commander to miss important information.
Halfway through, Stone finally appeared. He only brought one subordinate with him. When he appeared, he was almost killed as an enemy by the nervous Imperial soldiers.
"The communication signal here is very poor, so I have to report to you personally, Your Highness."
Stone carries a C-10 shotgun on his back and holds a ignited blue single molecular blade in his hand. He is good with both guns and swords, and can shoot left and right in battle.
"What's the situation?" Valerian asked him immediately.
At a certain moment, Valerian suspected that this stone was just an evil and cunning shape-shifting creature from the void, but after all, they could not simulate a unique thought.
"It's terrible. Almost every hostage was tortured, whipped, bloodletted, craniotomy, and genetically modified. More people went crazy before escaping. The mental oppression of the hybrid is subtle." He led the way.
While saying to Valerian:
"In order to obtain powerful power, Amon's scientists spliced the protoss and humans together. IMHO, it's no less terrifying than attaching a mouse's head to a cat's body."
"These tortured people are weak and cannot walk very far." Stone continued: "Some people would rather die here than take another step. I can only let them get what they want."
"But that's it, half of the people failed to follow, and half of the remaining people died on the road."
"I thought it was impossible for you to escape." Valerian once again realized how naive and stupid his plan was. He misjudged the number of enemies in the temple, but fortunately it was not too late.
"I thought so too, but when we fled here, all the pursuers disappeared." Stone said:
"Perhaps Eamon had an order and they didn't dare to come in."
"What kind of place?" Valerian asked.
"Absolutely beyond your imagination," Stone replied.
When Valerian came to the end of the passage, he truly understood the meaning of Stone's words.
This may have been a resting place for Xel'naga. The steep walls of the cliff are covered with huge sarcophagi. The touching void crystal shines like lapis lazuli and hangs high above the head like stars. It is said that when Xel'naga
Er'Naga uses these sarcophagi as a place to house his real-world avatar when he falls into slumber.
What surprised Valerian the most was the stone platforms placed every five or six feet on the ground, perhaps thousands in number, on which some protoss who had been dead for a long time once lay, but are now used to contain them.
Bed for the injured.
There were about one or two thousand hostages here, and Valerian immediately ordered to take away as many of them as possible. The Marines could carry one or two people on their shoulders without any problem, and all the mechas had to carry people.
"Eamon forbids his servants to enter here? What does he use these facilities for?" Valerian asked Stone when the arrangements were made.
"We found a few living protoss." Stone paused: "They are performing organ transplant operations here to re-re-transplant the severed nerve bundles and connect them to Kara again."
"This is so evil." Valerian didn't know whether he should use the word evil. This was simply saying that the Kara sect was a heresy.
Ironically, in today's Durham politics, no one dares to mention returning to Kala.
"Did they succeed?" he asked.
"Almost, although far less than the original nerve bundle, but enough for Eamon to control them again." Stone said: "And they are all willing."
"Voluntary?" Valerian said: "Incredible."
"This is voluntarily putting on the chains that bind oneself."
"If this is the case, the protoss has been willing to wear this chain for at least thousands of years." Stone disagreed: "Maybe there are many El protoss who think that even being controlled by Eamon is better than losing Kara."
They all know the importance of Kara to the protoss. Kara is the ocean of emotions where all the protoss interact. However, once they lose it, each protoss becomes an island closed to each other. This kind of loneliness is very difficult for them.
It is unacceptable. The number of protoss committing suicide due to extreme depression has become increasingly high among the protoss in Durham.
"Aemon is trying to control the golden fleet again?" Valerian said: "But in this case, the efficiency is too low."
"Or maybe this is a spontaneous act by Emon believers." Stone pointed to a corpse of a protoss that was slowly dissipating in the distance: "He was once a member of the Golden Fleet. In order to return to the embrace of Kara, he gave up
No matter what it takes, I come here.”
"While interrogating him, I had to cut his nerve bundle again," Stone said: "He was crying like a playboy who had just learned that he had been castrated."
"Oh, poor guy." Valerian was immediately ashamed of his unkind laughter. If there were Templars here, it would probably cause a diplomatic conflict.
"But think about the shock this incident will cause in the Durham Star Spirits. The most terrifying thing about this incident is that it first makes people despair and then gives hope." He said: "Maybe Kara is being raped now.
It is ruled by Aemon, but it still exists. When one day Aemon is defeated and destroyed, it will be possible to return to Kara."
"This will definitely cause new divisions in Durham, and even shake the rule of the Light and Shadow Parliament." Valerian thought: "The Phoenix Consul will arrive at Baishel soon. Should we hide this from him?"
thing."
".But no matter what, my uncle must be the first person to know about it."
A scream suddenly sounded from the crowd, and the communication channel also became commotion.
It was one of the three Moebius hybrids, 9E57, a bronze angry beast with red fire shining up and down. Hot white steam was pouring out from the heat dissipation chip forged from stainless steel on his back. Behind him was Zhang
The opened steel wings burned like a red-hot blade.
If the Doomsday Behemoth that infects the swarm is further equipped with Thor's armor, then he is a hybrid that is also armed with armor. He is full of evil and weirdness, and is far larger than the hybrid Predator at his feet.
There are many horrors.
"It seems that this is asking you to put yourself in a urn." Valerian immediately ordered: "Retreat!"