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Chapter 875

In fact, Mark still has a deep impression of that period of history. As the player's commander, he personally sent Sarah Kerrigan to the desperate cemetery, witnessing his being captured by the Dominator and transformed into the Queen of Blades.

Even if you don't say Mark, you will never forget.

Mark is a person who has experienced two generations of games, and each version is a precious nostalgia for him.

From the very beginning, the most popular competitive game, to the end being abandoned by everyone in the corner.

StarCraft has experienced brilliance, and has also fallen into a trough. It can only survive on computer confrontation.

For Mark and his generation, it is not just a game, but also represents their youth and the sweat left over from numerous battles on Battle.net and private platforms in the past.

The reason to ask. There are many details that Mark cannot understand. These details can only be elaborated by the parties themselves, and even some things may not be known to the parties. Only the reformer master knows everything.

"In fact, I have forgotten a lot of that incident back then. It's not that I can't remember, but that my thinking was not under my control during that time.

The memory does not remain in my brain. The master seems to be worried about Eamon. By observing my memory, he understands the unknown history, so almost all of my memory is erased. However, I still have a lot of memories and retain part of my humanity. It is because of that humanity that I can finally get rid of control.

It's just that there was no way to look back under the circumstances back then, let alone the hope of returning to humanity, so I was already the queen of the insect swarm. The substance for cultivating me is almost the same as the Thunder Beast, and it also contains some kind of body fluid that dominates itself. I can't remember more. "

Mark took out the sample he had previously obtained from the asteroid and placed it in front of Kerrigan. Mark asked with some worry, "Is it similar to this?"

Kerrigan pulled up the sample, then opened the lid of the sample, reached out to put it inside the sample, and then felt the energy from his hand, and then began to analyze what kind of things the samples contained.

"I can only feel that this is very powerful, but I have no way to judge what it is used to cultivate. It is certain that the goal of training is very close to an individual like me." Kerrigan's rest All samples were returned to Mark.

Mark nodded, put the sample away and said, "I won't eat at home tonight. These things have already burned me out. I have to deal with these things before I come back."

"That night I won't leave you a meal, be careful all the way."

...

"Quickly, report the things here to the boss." Looking at the magnificent palace in front of me, looking at the dust-covered soldiers around.

The support team knew that they had found the big baby.

As soon as Mark left his front foot, he received new news on his back foot. The rescue team found a huge spaceship underneath. The outer appearance of the spaceship was very close to the Protoss.

Inside, there are a large number of Protoss in a dormant state.

Mark immediately ordered the rescue team to seal off the entire space and prevent outsiders from entering that space. At the same time, Mark asked them to provide the coordinates of their current spatial location.

After Mark opened the portal, Mark took Atanis and Aranak and appeared outside the spaceship at the same time.

Mark's subordinates also fulfilled their duties. Even if they heard the movement of life, they did not turn around, but continued to guard the outside world.

Mainly because they heard Mark's familiar voice.

"It is impossible to determine what era of the spacecraft this is, but it is certain that it must be the spacecraft of Durham." Atanis did not judge his spacecraft by appearance.

"Our spacecraft is not that fragile at all, but according to the technology inside the spacecraft, it is very likely to belong to the Carlisle class." Aranak checked the technology inside the spacecraft.

When Mark entered the spacecraft, he saw the soldiers who were still in the dormant cabin. Mark was about to go to the central control room and open all the hatches of the dormant soldiers. turn on.

A large amount of steam gushes out from the static chamber, filling the space.

Atanis and Aranak guarded Mark behind them to prevent accidents.

Continuous coughing sounded, and a small male Protoss among the Protoss crawled out of the static chamber.

Obviously he hasn't adapted to the state of just coming out of the static chamber, but he is also very hostile to the unfamiliar environment around him, and he looks around vigilantly.

Until the smoke dissipated, I saw the three people standing behind the smoke.

"Archbishop! Tadalin!" The short protoss exclaimed at Artanis, and at the same time saw the pesky Tadalin standing next to the archbishop.

"The archbishop also asks you to leave that guy as soon as possible, that guy is very dangerous, he may hurt you at any time." Kailax said excitedly to Atanis.

Atanis glanced at Aranak, who was standing next to him, and saw that the current state was a little wrong. Karax said: "Kailax, although I don't know why you are here, they are not our enemies. This is the heir of God and our master. This is the first person to be upgraded to Taralin."

Keraks couldn't accept what was happening before him, let alone what he said from his archbishop.

"Everything I said is false. These must be illusions created by the dark **** Amon!" Kailax was still unwilling to accept the reality that appeared before him.

However, Mark walked to the familiar Carlisle-class technician and looked at the nerve bundle he still left. It should not be the technician he knew.

"Everything you see in front of you is reality. You can now experiment through any action to test whether what is happening in front of you is realized." Mark said to Keraks.

Carlisle-class engineers are a group of people who are very willing to use their hands. They are willing to verify many things with their own actions. It is this spirit that allows them to create one technology product after another.

It can be said that they are the strongest in the entire Protoss Empire, and they are the force that promotes the development of the Protoss Empire.

Without their Protoss Empire, there would not be such a huge fleet and powerful and terrifying war weapons.

There will also be no purifiers who can save from danger.

"Atanis, what you see now is not the Kerax you know. He should have been here from a certain time in some other world, so he is not the same person you know. . But we need his power now.” Mark communicated directly with Atanis through his spirit.

Atanis nodded, and then walked out, where he sent Keraks and said: "Karaks, do you remember the time when you used to fight with me?"

PS: Before the counterattack of El, Kerax had already fought alongside Atanis.

"Archbishop! Sorry, I don't have that memory. You haven't left much, I only know that you are our archbishop."

"Kaylax, you should know that I have a good friend. His name is Jim Reynolds. He is a human being. He helped us succeed and let more people escape the crisis. So no matter what Race, as long as we are really willing to help us through the difficulties, are all our friends, aren't they?" Atanis deserves to be an excellent leader, he said affectionately to Kailax.

"But, the archbishop..." Karax was still a little unacceptable, and cooperated with a Tallarin.

At least in the eyes of these Protoss, they would rather cooperate with Nerazim than cooperate with Tadalin. These guys are a bunch of lunatics through and through.

"During the time you were asleep, many, many things happened. I can’t explain to you now, but what I can tell you is that what happened during this time was very special. It was so special that it forced us. I have to unite with other Protoss tribes." Atanis said solemnly.

Kailax had never seen a big head teacher so authentic, even when he counterattacked Al, the archbishop was completely confident.

"Archbishop, what is it that makes you so worried?"

"What our Creator said to us is just a deception. He wants all of us to become members of the Creator's tribe. We are just to nurture the tribe’s experimental products. Only by breaking the endless universe of reincarnation can we not continue to suffer. The influence of those so-called creators." Atanis said to Kailax sadly.

Kerax looked at the archbishop's grief, it didn't look like a fake at all. He looked at the archbishop's already severed nerve bundle and asked in surprise: "I call your nerve bundle!"

"Those creator bridges control us through our nerve bundles and let us become their weapons. Not at the critical moment, Zeratul successfully reminded us and cut off our nerve bundles. Let us regain freedom and resistance. The opportunities and rights that we have, let us no longer be their experiments and efforts."

"Zeratu..."

Kerax couldn't believe that someone could cut off the connection with Kara.

Cutting off the connection between Karas, that feeling is more painful than the separation of flesh and blood, losing Kara is so unable to communicate directly with the tribe. Unable to feel the pain and joy among the people.

It's like losing all the networks suddenly in an era full of internet.

Kailax gradually began to accept the reality before him.

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