I really can't believe that Ding Dong would hand over such great authority to Lilina.
Although I always stay away from all kinds of scalp-numbing conceptual knowledge in mysticism, I have been with a God for so long, and I still know a lot about God. The resurrection of the target is definitely not something that can be done in a flash of golden light after reading a text in the game for ten seconds - it has touched the limitations of the world, and even the privilege of the gods.
In other words, under normal circumstances, only true gods can have the authority to give new life to the dead at will. In addition, even the agents of gods need to go through layers of approval before doing such things that violate the rules. Of course, under normal circumstances Xia Neng, as the representative of the gods, must be a great stick in the face of God, and similar approvals can be easily obtained cough cough...
But judging from Lilina's effort to revive more than a dozen Protos warriors just now, how dare Dingdang give such a big privilege to this poisonous fake loli
Is it because I can't personally intervene in this incident, but can only let my agent "supervise" and thug from the side, so I tried every means to take advantage of the loopholes of the law to strengthen our strength
Ding Dong, you god... so awesome
"This girl is our most powerful Priestess," my voice brought Zeratul back to his senses, who was busy talking with his kin who had just been resurrected from the dead. "She can give new life to the dead—with the help of the gods. It is a miracle accomplished by power, so you don't have to worry about the aftereffects of such a resurrection."
"The powerful and mysterious Emperor Xiling, please accept my sincere respect and thanks—"
Zeratul put his hand on his chest and gave me a solemn courtesy, but I stopped him.
"Now we have more important things to deal with, such as the 10-plus million bugs out there."
When I led the fully restored Protos warriors and Zeratul to the small square in front of the temple, the battle here was still going on.
The bugs seem to be endless, launching uninterrupted suicide pounces in a monotonous but most stressful way. Surging magical energy permeates the air, constantly igniting several specific chemical substances in the bodies of the rushing Zerg. Reacting, the arcane barrier that covered the entire temple was covered with a thick layer of corpse fragments, so that Azeroth's magisters and Xiling soldiers had to use fire nova or psionic pulse to vaporize Get rid of these disgusting "carpets", because in order to strengthen the defense line, the scorpion soldiers who are best at charging in this kind of close-range melee can't leave the position at will, so they have to turn into semi-fixed turrets one by one, driving their mechanical limbs deep* When it hits the ground, the photon cannon on the tail is fully fired, and it shoots wantonly in the enemy group like venting.
They are really full of resentment towards the long-range attack.
"Oh, casting spells is really a physical effort... I won't learn magic anymore."
Qianqian suddenly muttered something next to me, which made me very curious, but following her gaze, I must admit that casting spells is really a physical effort...
Two tauren shamans, standing back to back near the arcane shield, are holding air hammers (don't ask me why there are such primitive tools as air hammers in the equipment provided by Xiling people) to punch holes on the ground , and several totem poles depicting mysterious runes have been inserted crookedly on the ground beside them.
I admit that the crystal floor here is indeed a bit too strong, but is it really okay for you to drill holes in the ground of other people's temples? By the way, in Azeroth without hammer drills, how do these guys called shamans fight, bastard
I found out later that these shamans usually use their affinity for earth elements to arrange totems. Unfortunately, in this cave full of alien crystals, those elements don't bother them at all. These shamans feel that it is normal The illustration method is not as reliable as a wind hammer...
"It's time to leave."
Looking at the huge swarm of bugs that were approaching outside the shield, I let out a long breath, concentrated my energy, and prepared to directly use the map AE to burn the entire crypt.
"Just leave it to me."
Lilina stepped forward suddenly and interrupted my movements. I noticed that her face was still a little unnatural, but more of a stubbornness.
"It was so embarrassing just now, now I absolutely have to get the place back—in the name of the goddess"
Our Priestess gritted her teeth and said.
Just save some face for your goddess, Ding Dong, has he never sorted out his teachings
"The number of insect swarms here is quite large. With our current combat power, it may be difficult to break through smoothly."
Zeratul still habitually analyzed our strength with conventional fighting methods, and then came to the above conclusions, but Lilina just twitched the corners of her lips, and then slowly closed her eyes.
The hidden fluctuations gradually spread.
That's not energy, I'm 100% sure, it's like some kind of idea, or more precisely, some kind of "meaning", with Lilina as the center, spreading in all directions, if you really want to describe the spread What is it, it is like the vision brought to you when the light spreads, and the faint pleasure of the breeze blowing is that everyone can feel that there is something wandering here, but no one can tell What kind of feeling is that, divine art, the ultimate "magic" that cannot be described by conventional words at all, and this is the first time I have seen Lilina fully display her power after fully merging with this divinely created body, huge Curiosity made me hold my breath, waiting for a miracle to happen.
On the surface, there is no gorgeous light and shadow in this process, and there is no complicated ceremony. The latter's hair fell down, as if... If I say it, it will affect the beauty.
After a long time, Lilina opened her eyes and said gently to the bugs, "You are dead."
Then, 10 million Zerg are really dead.
You can't understand the huge impact of this silent scene. The boundless swarm of insects that were still surging wildly a second ago, attacking the temple with overwhelming momentum, instantly turned into a static picture under the power of a sentence, and then In slow motion, he slowly fell to the ground and closed his eyes peacefully at the same time.
Although it's quite offensive and full of novelty to say this, I really got the impression that these Zerg, like children who fell asleep obediently under the order of their mother, gave up without any resistance because of Lilina's order took his own life.
I quietly watched Lilina floating in the air from behind, and suddenly felt that I really should re-acquaint with this image who always has a vicious tongue and a dark belly...
"Haha, you guys are finished~ You dared to embarrass me so much just now, it's all over now, tell you that my mother is the chief priest of the Goddess of Life, in the name of the old lady... Well, it hurts"
I knocked Lilina out of the air with a knife in my hand, and then clamped this shapeless fake loli under the armpit, sweating profusely.
I shouldn't have any normalized assumptions about the abnormal people around me
"You girl, why didn't you use such a powerful big move earlier?"
After recovering from the weird scene just now, I remembered to ask Lilina, since there is such a god-defying magic technique that kills tens of millions of Zerg in an instant, how much work can she save us by using it earlier
"I was scared at first, and I couldn't concentrate," Lilina admitted honestly, "and the magic spell of ordering death also has an upper limit. There were too many bugs just now, even if you use the magic spell, you can't kill them. There is no compromise, if it is established, it is established, if it is not established, it is not established, but there will be no such thing as a magic spell failure that will make all the bugs half-dead... Hey, let me down"
At this moment, Lilina finally realized the embarrassing fact that she was caught under the armpit, and she danced and broke free from my clutches.
Forget it, let's just trust this guy—I mean believe that she's scared, this guy's a deadbeat, and it's not easy for her to admit that she gets scared sometimes.
"Now we can go."
I reached out and touched Zeratul, who had turned into a stone sculpture, and the latter shivered involuntarily, only to realize the fact that the Zerg that had besieged his race for several days had now all died.
Then there is the deeper horror and awe of the mysterious races in front of us who have human appearance but are too strong, especially the harmless "emperor" who has been playing soy sauce from the beginning to the end. A little "priestess" beside him has the power to destroy tens of millions of Zerg with a single sentence, so how strong should he be
We gathered three teams, with scorpion soldiers as the forwards, hundreds of Xiling soldiers guarding the rear and flanks, and quickly moved towards the exit of the crypt. The ground along the way was densely covered with Zerg corpses. There are no scars, and it can even be said that every cell in the body is intact. This way of death makes Zeratul feel quite puzzling. He doesn't understand that "setting a target's attribute to death" sounds like a fantasy What is the principle of the thing.
"Is this where you came in?"
Zeratul asked with a surprised expression on his face when he saw that we came to the entrance of the Crystal Forest without hesitation and were about to enter.
"Yes, is there a problem?"
Zeratul hesitated before explaining: "Actually... the real exit of the crypt is elsewhere. This crystal forest is one of the defense systems of the temple. After the temple is activated, the entire crystal forest will form an energy resonance. , unless it is a 'Protoss' warrior with a shield, as long as ordinary life enters the jungle, it will immediately die from this resonance... Here, it should be a very dangerous defensive barrier."
I froze for a moment, and then I didn't know what expression to put on my face: "The defense system, indeed, it makes our communicators not very effective... But we have more powerful... er, communicators."
Ordinary Xiling units have psionic shields that are far superior to the protoss, and the few of us who don't use psionic shields are all superhumans outside the specification. The defensive ability of this crystal forest is really a joke.
Hearing what I said, I couldn't see Zeratul's expression hidden under the mask, but the expressions on the faces of the dozens of fighters he brought... By the way, does Protos also have egg pain
It didn't take long for us to pass through this huge crystal forest smoothly. As soon as we entered the familiar black crypt passage, the emergency communication from the mothership suddenly cut into the channel.
"The Protos fleet?"
After receiving the message from the captain who stayed behind on the mothership, I was slightly surprised, and then turned my searching gaze to Zeratul.
"What happened?"
Naturally, Zeratul couldn't hear our conversation on the spiritual level, but saw my face suddenly change, and I looked at myself, so he asked curiously.
"The fleet on the orbit we stayed behind was surrounded by a large number of Protos fleets, and it seems that the opponent is coming aggressively."
"Fleet?" Zeratul was also surprised. "Shakuras has never sent a fleet here. If possible, I hope to meet the commander of the 'Protoss' fleet."
"Adjutant, prepare to accept the space coordinates, we are going back."
A few minutes later, we have returned to the mothership through space teleportation, and the other landing troops who are exploring the planet and the scientific research ships that have begun to scan the Protos temples are ordered to stand by.
"Woo—" I whistled, and looked at the distant fleet image displayed on the holographic projection and exclaimed, "This scale is really huge."
The direction of Qianqian's sigh is obviously different from mine: "Wow, Protos's battleships are all so shiny and golden! Ajun, Ajun, let's shoot them down and sell iron."
Many times, I don't know what attitude I should take towards Qianqian's sudden weird remarks. This girl seems to be serious about every unreliable question, and when she looks serious … the idea usually doesn't live in her mind for more than three minutes.
The captain of the mothership has already sorted out the enemy's information and presented it to us. The number shown on it makes me completely sure that the other party is not here for friendly negotiations.
The three largest battleships headed by the enemy are all concentrated in front of our mothership. They have a majestic figure of nearly thirty kilometers, and there are very wide openings under the streamlined golden alloy shell. The opening of the opening, you can vaguely see the automatic robots that are constantly shuttling inside and the production line similar to the assembly factory. Its round main structure is full of shield generators emitting blue light. This thing should be the legendary Pro Toth aircraft carrier
It is said that these things are refitted from the heavy-duty factories of the "Protoss". Although I don't know if this statement is true, but if you leave out the warships of the Xiling Empire that are out of specification, such a mothership is indeed amazing-and I didn't expect Protos's advanced warships are also moving closer to the design direction of "mobile military city", but the Xiling people have done more thoroughly in this regard.
And in the open space behind these three huge warships, there are thousands of shuttle-shaped warships hovering. It is composed of a structure that looks like a mechanical arm. Through the scan of the main engine of the Eternal-class mothership, we found that this thing has a fairly complete energy-gathering module. After gathering energy, it has the power to damage the Xiling battleship", which is set as the second threat target after the "Protoss" aircraft carrier, and each of these enemy ships has at least three images on it. Aiming box with "LOCKED" written on it.
And after eliminating these relatively threatening targets, there are about a few thousand remaining Protos warships, all of which are strange spaceships that we cannot recognize at a glance. It seems that we must rely on the experience gained in the game to judge Real StarCraft units are still impossible. Although there are a large number of these weird spaceships, they have been classified as non-threatening targets by the mothership host: basically they are things that can be singled out by individual fighters.
"Isn't your spaceship?" I turned to ask Zeratul, who showed no fake expression on his face, shook his head and said, "The spaceships from Shakuras will all have the unique marks of our dark templar."
"Connect me to the public channel."
I frowned and ordered the captain to connect with the other party.
A thin-faced Protos commander in alloy armor appeared on the holographic projection.
"You blasphemers set foot on this holy land of our ancestors without permission and disturb the peace of the holy land, you must pay for it"
As soon as he opened his mouth, the Protos commander said such words in a rather stern tone that made me a little inexplicable.
"Uh... It seems that you are hostile to us, but it seems that we have not destroyed the ruins of Protos on this planet, right? It is the Zerg who are destroying here, and they have been wiped out by us. You should have a heart for me." Be grateful."
What I said was the truth, but the other party sneered with disdain: "Hmph, what an arrogant remark. You see for yourself what your soldiers are doing to the palace of our ancestors? And you also stole that inviolable artifact— Don't try to quibble, I can feel the power of the artifact in your fleet calling to its true owner...give it up"
I turned my head to look at Zeratul. There was no doubt that the other party was referring to what Zeratul was currently carrying.
"My compatriots, it seems that you have misunderstood these foreign friends." Zeratul did not shirk his responsibility, walked to the communicator and said, "The artifact is still in the hands of Protos. My warrior and I I just accepted the rescue of these friends and temporarily stayed on their spaceship."
After "Dark Templar Zeratul" saw Zeratul suddenly appearing in front of the communicator, the other party immediately showed a somewhat surprised expression, and it seemed that even Zeratul, who was of the same race, could not let this The tone of the unfamiliar Protos commander softened slightly.
"Zeratul, I am Pros, the executive officer from Tadarim, why are you with these aliens who have violated the Holy Land?"
As soon as I heard that the other party was a person belonging to Tadarim, I felt that I seemed to be in trouble.
This is the most xenophobic tribe in the entire Protos. They are famous for their stubbornness and disdain for weak races, and more importantly, these somewhat neurotic violent elements don't seem to be very interested in Zeratul. — They have always regarded the dark templar as a heretic M