StarCraft: Tyranid Empire

Under the monitoring of the highly sensitive camera probes and sensor arrays of the Amerigo science ship in the air, as the blue eyes burning with psychic flames pierced the dust raised by the orbital bombardment, Augustus, Zeratul and Narna Dr. Rudd could see Artanis, the high-ranking executive of the Durham Protoss, appearing on the screen in the command center.

Wearing gorgeous gold armor and white robes, Artanis hunts like a dazzling star, radiating radiantly and dazzlingly.

He was standing among the ruins of the Twilight Fortress, with the collapsed temple altar at his feet. Opposite him, dozens of yards away, was the hybrid monster floating in the air, with thousands of troops fighting on all sides.

Now, standing in front of you is a strong contender for the next Archbishop of Durham, the eldest disciple of the protoss hero Tassadar, the pride of the Akili protoss, that glorious man!

"Your presence desecrates the temple!" Artanis looked directly at this evil and twisted monster, furious.

"The greatest blasphemy is the protoss themselves." Most hybrids are irritable and hysterical. The hybrid Mal is an exception. He shows amazing calmness, wisdom and cruelty, and his words are filled with endless ridicule and contempt:

"Fall from the bubble of nothingness and drown in sweet dreams."

Going straight up the ladder-shaped stairs of the temple, emerald green crystal flashes adorn the rain altar, and the spiral patterns and swirling patterns are beautiful. The hybrid Marr seems to be the master of this place, and the spiritual power flowing to him from all directions makes him more and more powerful.

Perhaps Zakuul's protoss really regarded Mal as a Xel'Naga chosen one. His physical characteristics were closer to those of the protoss and the white wings of light spread out behind him really looked like a holy angel. What's more, they will regard this as the promotion of the protoss.

"This Protoss Executive is very powerful, but he may not be a match for the hybrid Mal." On the other side, Dr. Narud was talking loudly to the monitor screen.

"Perhaps he is unwilling to share the glory with others and wants to defeat the enemy with his own strength."

"No, doctor, I believe Artanis can defeat the hybrid Mal." As Augustus was speaking, he heard the hybrid let out a terrifying scream.

"Be my sacrifice, and you will receive glorious eternal life." The hybrid Mar stared at Artanis with his vicious eyes: "Soon, the land under your feet will also turn away from you, and the phantom of the void will be thirsty. Drink the soul of the star spirit."

"And you are just a twisted hybrid monster, and your existence is just a lie." Artanis shouted angrily. The Akili Templars are persevering, unyielding, selfless, and fearless. They are true braves and born leaders.

"Neither threats nor intimidation can scare away the eldest son of God!" This executive was strong and confident, and his leadership qualities were natural, which made both parents Augustus and Zeratul very happy.

"Immediately release the protectors imprisoned by you and the protoss enslaved by you!"

Even now, Artanis is still making a last-ditch attempt to save the corrupted protoss of Zakuul, even though he knows it is probably in vain. Even if these great Zakuul warriors manage to escape the control of the hybrid, they will spend the rest of their lives in shame, guilt, and self-exile atonement.

"Why bother resisting?" The hybrid Mal laughed coldly, like a dead person scratching the coffin. This evil voice with psychic echo seemed to be able to imagine the fear of the unknown deep in people's hearts.

"No one can stop the flow of fate. Any struggle will be invisible. Your struggle is in vain." He said:

"The God of Darkness has made arrangements for everyone's destiny. The general trend is that everything is a mantis trying to control the situation."

"Eamon!" Artanis called out Eamon's name in anger.

".?!" It can be noticed that the hybrid Mal was obviously stunned for a moment, and did not expect that the other party actually knew the true name of the God of Darkness.

"Some secrets must be buried deep and killed before they can be silenced." After a while, the hybrid Mal must have become angry with embarrassment:

".Let me take your life!"

Just like a bolt of lightning, the hybrid Mal tore the gap between the void and reality, and appeared in front of Artanis in the blink of an eye. This twisted and evil monster rushed towards Artanis with a terrifying psychic scream, its raised claws shining with a pale white glimmer.

However, Artanis ducked sideways to avoid the attack from the hybrid Mal. Artanis ignited one of his own psychic blades between the lightning and flint, and in a flash, he grabbed the bone armor covering the hybrid Mal's head and stabbed it fiercely. Psychic blades look as delicate and smooth as silk and thin ice flakes. They look like works of art rather than murderous blades, but there seems to be no material that can stop them in this universe.

The flash of light when the psychic blade collided with the psychic shield was like a rising star.

Artanis is like a peerless swordsman. He can poetically dodge all the attacks of the hybrid Marr in a flash of steps, and every light counterattack can further weaken the opponent's shield or leave behind A scar, relaxed and freehand, while Mal only suppressed it with powerful psychic power.

Their speed was so fast that in the eyes of others, only afterimages remained.

Augustus, who was paying close attention to all this, could predict that this was not a match of equal levels, but he did not expect that Artanis would occupy the obvious top spot.

Although Artanis is much larger and taller than an average human, he is as dexterous as a big cat when fighting, able to maintain his balance with an inhuman posture even when leaping high.

Artanis's achievements may not be as dazzling as those of the greatest Executors and Templars in the history of the Protoss Empire, but he is still impressive as the youngest Executor.

Few people realize that an Executor is first and foremost a powerful psychic warrior. The difference between Protoss and human commanders is that they are on the front lines and kill enemies much more often.

Whether it was before or after the Age of Adun in the Protoss Empire, the Executors always took the lead and led the way.

Suddenly, there was another sharp slash, and the hybrid Mal was almost completely knocked to the ground, and he couldn't help but let out an angry roar.

Of course he didn't know that what Artanis was using now was not the pure purifying spiritual energy of the El Protoss, but the power formed by the fusion of void energy and purifying energy. It was named Twilight after the Apostle of Adun Twilight. energy. In the golden age of the Protoss Empire, Adun had already tried to merge these two powers, but Tassadar was the second to do so.

This twilight energy named after Arden is extremely powerful and very rare.

Purification energy is unique to the El Stars. It comes from the powerful force that circulates in the Sea of ​​Kara for countless epochs, and can produce a violent repulsive reaction with the void energy.

Void energy is the purest and most primitive power taken from the void. Before Kara appeared, the ancient protoss used this power, but now only the other dark templar of the protoss still uses it. But for the current protoss, it is not difficult to regain control of this power.

At present, only the El Protoss can master and use the twilight energy, but the risks are extremely high.

As a disciple of Archbishop Tassadar of Durham, Artanis also practiced the Dark Templar's way of the void and began to try to master the power of the void.

There is precedent for fusing the power of the void and the cleansing. At the Templar Academy in Valari, two protoss even merged into a powerful Twilight Archon.

This is an extremely risky matter. The first generation of Twilight Apostle Adun burned himself due to the collision of two different psychic powers. For the successors to Arden's legacy, trying to accommodate and master both forces is a very dangerous thing. If they are not careful, they may go to see Arden.

Of course, considering Aden's status among the protoss, following him to become a new generation of Twilight Apostles is an extremely honorable thing for many high-level Templars - as long as they can abandon their prejudices and accept the Dark Templar The way of the samurai and try to travel through shadows.

Artanis is the most powerful of the new generation of Twilight Apostles. The method of void energy he learned from the Dark Templar warriors has also won the respect of some Dark Templars among the Durham protoss.

Mastering the power of both the Templar and the Dark Templar seems to have become a prerequisite for Archbishop Durham.

"Ah! I want to feast on your soul." Mal took another flying attack from Artanis, and the shield on his body also bottomed out. As a powerful hybrid capable of controlling the entire Zakuul protoss, he was so suffocated by Artanis that he had to give up close combat with him in embarrassment.

"Such a powerful force, such a beautiful body~"

"Come here." Artanis stared at the monster: "This is our innate energy, this is the talent of the eldest son family!"

"Go to hell!" The hybrid Mal roared, raised his arms again, and condensed a terrifying psychic power into a psychic wave to push towards Artanis on the opposite side.

"Adun, give me power!" Artanis did not dodge. With the operation of the psychic amplifier behind him, a more powerful psychic shock wave was released from his hand, colliding with the hybrid Mal. together.

Two shock waves of different colors are like two colliding streams of water, one ebbing and the other ebbing. Once the other side shows a slight weakness, it will be defeated immediately.

"Why does this scene seem a bit familiar?" Augustus, who was watching the battle, looked at Dr. Narud next to him: "Are these powerful psychic warriors accustomed to using combat methods to determine the outcome? They don't seem to have anything better. There’s a way.”

"." Narud was silent for a while before saying: "The Protoss Executive is competing with the hybrid for the strength of his spiritual power. In my opinion, this is not a wise move. The hybrid Marr is obviously coming from the Xel'Naga Temple. Draw energy from the imprisoned protoss protectors."

"Your Majesty, what do you think?"

"I think the right side will win." Augustus said, pointing to Artanis who was on the right side of the screen.

Dr. Narud laughed dryly, not knowing what he was cursing in his heart.

For a moment, the hybrid Marr and Artanis were evenly matched. The dazzling shock wave tore the ground beneath their feet, and even the magnificent temple was gradually collapsing.

"This is a fair match, young Artanis. Perhaps this is what you hoped for." In Zeratul's eyes, Artanis is much stronger than he has been in the past six years. Perhaps in the eyes of the protoss, being able to make such great progress in such a short period of time is really a rare thing.

"Artanis has mastered the power of the Void, something that would be extremely difficult for even the best of the Shadow Apprentices to do," he said: "I'm not surprised that he's been able to achieve this. "

"...Wait a minute, I understand, that's what it is."

"What do you understand, Zeratul?" Augustus asked.

"This is a Shadow Rush that belongs to Artanis, Brother Augustus." Zeratul explained to him: "In the tradition of our Nerazim protoss, wanting to become a Dark Templar A warrior must face the darkness alone and meet and defeat every enemy he encounters."

"For every brave man who sets foot on the Dark Templar, this is the most important thing in life. It determines whether he is qualified to become a true warrior and whether he can protect his people."

"I remember this ritual, Zeratul. I remember that Kerrigan also completed a Shadow Rush in Sagulath. I heard that she defeated half of the Shadow Guard." Augustus hesitated.

"Your queen is extraordinary, and we are not surprised at all she has accomplished." Zeratul nodded.

"Ah! He is about to be defeated." At this time, Dr. Narud on the other side screamed, not knowing who he was worried about.

At this moment, the psychic shockwave released by Artanis became more and more powerful, even overwhelming the hybrid Mal. The intersection between the two shock waves was being pushed into the mixture with a huge force, causing him to scream in disbelief.

"No!" As Mal screamed, he was completely hit by the shock wave pushed by Artanis. His evil and grotesque body was completely melted by the terrifying power, and instantly turned into a wisp of Green smoke.

"Artanis should really save Mar's life so that after studying him, he can be used to generate electricity for the Xel'Naga artifact." Augustus was still thinking about his Xel'Naga artifact.

Of course, this is exactly what Narud wanted.

"I knew Artanis would definitely win." Augustus looked at the battle map: "Why are those Zakuul protoss still resisting?"

"This is just a small failure." Unexpectedly, the voice of the hybrid Mal appeared again:

"I will be born again!"

"Shut up." Tychus was still on the channel. At this time, the Odin he was driving was staying on the other side of the battlefield for repairs. With this skill, he could even open a bottle of cold beer:

"etc……"

Why don’t I have any energy today? I’m so tired.