StarCraft: Tyranid Empire

Some time later, the Revolutionary Army built an alien laboratory in the ruins of the Temple of the Protector.

The sophisticated instruments and equipment in the laboratory were all messed up by the tunnel worms' rampaging underground excavation work. Egon Steitmann is one of the people in charge here, and he's clearly feeling rattled by this.

Most of these devices had names that Stetman could not pronounce clearly. Just seeing the grumpy expression of his teacher, Dr. Francos, one knew how expensive they were. Two years ago, the Doctor was a staunch supporter of the Terran Federation, but now he is called Mengsk's lackey and a scum of the scientific community by the mainstream media in the core world.

However, Augustus Mengsk didn't care at all about the loss of these equipment. Compared with a battle that determined the fate of the Protoss Empire and even mankind, it was nothing worth mentioning.

Many protoss dark templar warriors were standing on the cracked metal floor of the laboratory. They were all wearing dark purple robes, long veils or helmets and masks decorated with the sharp teeth and claws of the zerg.

These Dark Templar warriors come from the Shadow Guards who guard the protoss matriarch of Sagulath, and are the elite of their clan.

In front of a door with folding leaves like a folding fan, the protoss templars wearing armor and swords were marching in. Their heavy boots sounded like the rumble of drums when they stepped on the ground.

Leading the team were Phoenix and Artanis, who were talking to Augustus with Zeratul, the leader of the Dark Templar. Standing next to Augustus and listening attentively, Stetmann had never seen so many important people in one day. The executive officer of the Protoss had an extraordinary bearing and a firm mind. He looked at this poor trembling person. Always apprentice with compassion and compassion.

"Egon, what's going on? You're shaking." Reynold looked at Stetman, who had his head lowered, in confusion and said.

"The Protoss are nothing to be afraid of. In Swann's words, they are just a group of aliens with big brains."

"Huh!" Stetman jumped nervously, and he spoke at an alarmingly fast rate: "Research has shown that the strength of psychic power is related to the structure of certain areas of the brain, and in this aspect the Protoss is obviously It has evolved to a fairly complete level.”

"However, physiological differences lead to different ethical concepts between protoss and humans, which makes them different from humans on issues of honor, but deeper research may involve the fields of philosophy and morality."

"Oh, I didn't ask you that." Renault pointed to Artanis next to him: "Don't be afraid, child, the protoss will not hurt you."

"Hello, Egon Stetman, I have met many humans, and their spiritual purity is far less than yours." Artanis cast a kind glance after hearing this: "I know he is not afraid. Star Spirits, simply because there are too many people here - this is rare among Star Spirits."

"Egon is still very talkative in the areas he is good at. Okay, go help Francos clean up the mess. He is about to explode like a boiling pressure cooker." Augustus patted the stage. Under Terman's shoulders, the latter was immediately relieved and left happily like a puppy out of its cage.

"This kid has a good heart," Reno said.

"As long as someone can give him the right leadership, Egon Steitmann's achievements in the future will definitely be far beyond our imagination." Augustus said, looking at Steitmann's leaving back.

"You tell everyone that." Renault shrugged: "Your achievements will not be limited to a fool's opinion. Your potential is far beyond your imagination."

"This time is different." Augustus also shrugged.

"You said the same thing last time," Renault said.

"It was different last time," Augustus said.

"Artanis, you failed to find Orega and his Orega's Fist? That means they may rush out to cause trouble at any time. This is bad news." Augustus looked at Artanis and his Zeratul, let's get back to what we were talking about.

Augustus said: "No matter what Orega and the boss behind him want to do, their most obvious purpose has been achieved, which is to provoke a war between the Supreme Council and us."

"It's not just about revenge, he wants to weaken the power of the Protoss Empire."

"I will definitely hunt Orega to the ends of the earth." Zeratul swore firmly.

"Anyway, Orega's goal must have been achieved. Countless warriors are wielding butcher knives against their kin. I originally thought that the fall of Al was the end of this catastrophe, but I didn't expect that. But it is the beginning of a crueler end," Artanis said to Augustus.

"This senseless civil war must be ended as soon as possible, and to this end I have assembled the best warriors from the Akili tribe."

"Brain Worm α, how is the progress? The insect swarm has already dug a large and complex network of insect tunnels underground in the Koshaka Province. As long as we use these tunnels," Augustus was about to ask the brain in the cryogenic tube. How was the progress of Zong α, but was directly interrupted.

"Shut up, I'm controlling those tunnel worms. Don't interfere with the judgment of a swarm leader." The brain worm turned over and moved its tail: "The excavation work is also part of the master's great plan, and it should not be tolerated. A layman questions.”

As the top layer of the mind of the Zerg hive, Cerebrates can directly take over control of the bodies of members of their pack when controlling Zerg, or command endless Zerg to charge. At this moment, this brain worm is controlling the Nydus worms to open up the wormhole network leading to the province of Koshaka, the capital of the Protoss Empire.

It has to be said that Brain Worm α still enjoys digging holes. Nothing can bring him more security than dark and damp tunnels and caves.

"It's almost done!" Brainworm α proudly announced to Augustus and others more than ten seconds later, without realizing at all that he seemed to be asking for credit: "I have opened a direct link to the Koshaka Provincial Council. Through the underground passage in the Heart of the Earth, through this insect passage, the insect swarm can appear directly in the heart of the Protoss Empire."

"Servants, the time of destruction has come. Devouring the protoss, the insect swarm will surely reach the end of evolution."

"I am the swarm!"

"Let's act." Augustus nodded and looked at Zeratul: "According to the plan, Zeratul, you and your Dark Templar will launch the most fatal blow first."

"Shadow Guards, Sons of Sagulath, follow me, all for Aiur." Zeratul quickly took away his Dark Templar warriors, and these warriors' robes fluttered as they marched together, as if they were flowing. shadow.

"We will avoid killing as much as possible, but we will never be merciful."

"Then my Templars." Artanis continued: "Once Zeratul successfully enters the heart of the Council and forces the Arbitrators to surrender, I will lead the Templars to control the entire Council."

"We know the terrain of Koshaka well," Phoenix said. "The Templars guarding there are many of my old friends. They will definitely be willing to listen to what I have to say."

Artanis and Phoenix led a large number of Templars in golden armor to follow Zeratul's troops, running towards the entrance of the Nydus Worm underground in the laboratory.

"We are the important figures who appear in the finale. Why is there such a big scene without the revolutionary army?"

When Renault checked the weapons and equipment on his body again, a group of Revolutionary Army special forces soldiers wearing golden and red CMC-300 field porcupine power armor came to them in two long lines. The Revolutionary Army soldiers' Behind them are more than twenty ghost agents of the Revolutionary Army, who proudly call themselves the ghosts of the Marshals.

"I hope everything goes smoothly." Augustus raised his left hand to look at his watch, calculating the time until his troops entered the Nydus Worm.

"boom!"

Suddenly, with a dull crashing sound, Augustus and Renault once again looked at the cryogenic tube behind them where the brain worm was kept, and suddenly saw a brain worm's face pressed against the glass.

This cryogenic tube is very large, and the location where the brainworm was just now is several hundred yards away from the glass curtain wall. Generally speaking, cerebrates do not have the ability to move. Their fat bodies make it almost impossible to move. Everything is completed with the assistance of their own clan servants.

"Is he asking for candy?" After being stunned for a fraction of a second, Augustus looked at Renault and said.

"Or did we just ignore him?" Renault was confused. He thought for a while, took out a dozen bundled lollipops from a pocket in his vest, opened a small door on the glass curtain wall and threw them in. The brainworm has no exoskeleton or hard skin protecting its forehead.

"." The brainworm picked up the lollipop and rolled away like a caterpillar without saying a word.

When he returned to the TV, he said loudly: "Jim, my best friend."

It has to be said that except for the occasional study, the life here is no different from the way Cerebrate α used to live in the insect nest. They would have stayed motionless in their nests for a long, long time. . Brainworms will understand everything about the outside world through communication with other brainworms and the eyes of group members, and will not feel any depression or discomfort.

After all, the Overlord of the Swarm gave them the mission of commanding the swarm when they created the cerebrates, without requiring the cerebrates to fight.

"I hope you have a good life, α." Raynor said to the brainworm: "Once we think you are no threat, we will grant you freedom. No one has stipulated that a citizen of the Tyranids cannot be a bug, and no one will Deprive a brainworm of the right to shop online.”

"Well, the brainworm α is different." Augustus also agreed with what Renault said: "α is different from all the brainworms. All his words come from an interesting soul."

At this time, Augustus actually felt as if he had a bug pet. If Cerebrate Alpha can really become a national guardian insect, Augustus will not have to rely on the Cerberus Project to solve the problem of zerg.

"A great Lord of the Swarm will never be content to beg for mercy. You cannot treat Cerebrates as slaves. Everything I do is not priceless." Cerebrate Alpha may be tired. , he quickly returned his attention to the TV.

"Go away, let α watch TV quietly for a while, praise the revolution and the benevolent Lord for the ten thousandth time, and feel the comfortable life he has given us today."

"Okay, you'd better save some food." Renault and Augustus looked at each other: "As the old saying goes, even the landlords have no food left."

"Did you hear it? He agreed with the name α. Before, this brainworm always thought it was a shame to accept a name given by someone other than the master." He said softly.

"Perhaps, this brainworm is actually just too proud and arrogant with duplicity?"

"He looks very much like an old friend of mine," said Augustus.

"That old friend must be very angry because you actually think he looks like a bug." Renault laughed. His laughter made the Cerebrate α in the distance tremble, and anger seemed to be brewing in the fat and white body.

"Keep your voice down, don't let him think we are laughing at him." When Augustus turned to leave, he met Kerrigan who was running quickly.

"The Guard is ready," Kerrigan said to Augustus. "While marching through the bowels of the Nydus Worms, the Vulture Hoverbike will be necessary. The Protoss have similar alternatives, at the limits of their flying discs." With such speed, we can reach our destination in less than a few hours.”

"Let's go," Augustus said. "Hopefully tonight we will resolve all this and get back to Koprulu."

Renault waved his hand, and the soldiers walked neatly towards the entrance of the Nydusworms on the lower level. During the period after the Nydusworms woke up, the lower laboratory had been filled with the zerg carpet secreted by the Nydusworms. cover.

Multiple hill-like pieces of organic meat are standing on the fungus blanket, covered with a thick layer of hard bones and carapace. The entrance is like a monster's bloody mouth, and the sharp teeth look like they can pull someone in. The zerg among them were dialed in.

Augustus boarded a golden-red Vulture car and ordered the livid Renault to sit behind him: "What's the matter with you, Jimmy. Do you have any doubts about my driving skills?"

"Just let me drive for the Marshal," Kerrigan said to Augustus.

"You never think about the people in the back seat. Last time you almost kicked out the political officer your father sent from Umoyan to help you."

"Sorry." Augustus didn't mind Kerrigan's company, but he wanted to be with Raynor more. There was nothing more adrenaline-fueled than racing through the Nydus Worm bugs.

Augustus had no choice but to get into Kerrigan's car and fasten his seat belt. When the Nydus Worm entrance began to squirm, a large amount of insect fields and flesh-colored soft tissue were turned out. As Kerrigan suddenly started the Vulture, Augustus' eyes suddenly fell into darkness.

The intestinal tract of the Nydus Worm is like a straight tunnel. There is no light source inside except car lights, and it is surrounded by the strong body and flexible cartilage of the Nylon Tunnel Worm. The smell inside wasn't bad, but it wasn't much better than the sewer.

The convoy drove for nearly three hours before arriving at the exit of the Nydus Worm. When Augustus couldn't open his eyes due to a flash of light that reappeared, an unparalleled giant underground grotto appeared in front of him.

The glass-smooth walls of the cave are inlaid with blue natural crystals. The four walls extend infinitely upward to the left and right, and the dome is as unattainable as the sky. In the very center of the cave, a golden-blue giant ship that seems to support the entire dome is standing amid the shining crystal light and the vibrant matrix resonance sound, shaped like the tip of a spear. She was greater than any mortal warship to date, a wonder like a thousand cities made of gold.

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