StarCraft: Tyranid Empire

"We are under heavy attack!"

"Attention! Attention!"

"We were hit!"

The Hyperion staggered as if it had been hit by an invisible punch, tilting to one side top-heavy.

A Yamato cannon shot from the enemy hit the target, and its power was so amazing that even Augustus on the bridge felt a distinct shock.

If the gravity boots on Augustus' armor hadn't gripped the ground firmly enough, he would have been thrown out like a few sailors running on the deck, leaving him wailing with a bloody head. The situation in the lower decks will only get worse, and those who are worse off will never even be able to get up again. Most of them are repairmen who are repairing the cracked hull.

Like an enraged giant, the Hyperion immediately turned and locked onto the enemy attacking it.

It was a creation of the void shaped like a Minotaur-class battlecruiser. It came from the shadow of the void's imitation of the creatures and technology of the material universe. It was like a shadow split from another battlecruiser.

However, anyone can tell the difference between them and real battlecruisers at a glance. These shadows are covered with a lingering shadow, and they are exuding an ominous red light, like countless red threads. Sewn with thread, and then drizzled with dark blood.

In areas where void energy is particularly strong, these fakes are far more powerful than they are in this world.

Augustus saw the other two Gorgon and Hyperion firing at almost the same time, huge flames emitting dazzling red light, like an explosion of sunspots.

Volcanic eruption-like points of light immediately burst out from the abominable thing, any one of which was larger than several Odin mechas combined.

It had withstood the firepower of multiple Imperial warships and forced its way through. It was already exhausted, but now it is completely ruined. It was torn apart in an instant, with no bones left.

However, before Augustus and the people on the ship could take a breath, a creature the size of a truck crashed into the bottom of an observation window in front of the bridge at a speed of several hundred miles per hour. While being beaten into a puddle of flesh, it sank deeply into dozens of feet of thick recycled steel armor.

The medical soldiers who came to carry the injured fell to the ground in fright. Fortunately, the attack did not cause any greater damage and was just a false alarm.

Since most of the Hyperion's sensors are now basically half-blind, the crew members are not sure what it is or whether it is a Corruptor that crashed into it in a suicide attack. , but luckily escaped the enemy fighters that rushed towards the bridge with intensive firepower.

As early as an hour ago, the Hyperion's shields had failed. Each gun crew on the ship could only resist attacks from all directions. The ubiquitous void corruption also began to directly erode the thick armor.

Around the Hyperion, the Dominion of Fire was burning fiercely, and the metal remains of its huge body looked like a black marble coffin that had been smashed by cannonballs.

In a previous battle, a corrupted Imperial Minotaur battlecruiser crazily rammed into the amidships of the Dominion of Fire, but even so, the latter was only seriously injured and could even continue. fighting.

But then, another warship obeying the Dark God continued the suicidal attack and simultaneously detonated all the weapons in its nuclear arsenal. All other battleships could only watch helplessly.

This is a fatal blow.

The Dominion of Flames, this huge Gorgon-class battlecruiser, only lasted for a minute and a half before being cut into two pieces by an earth-shattering explosion. The wail of steel was deafening. Part of it was thrown out by the huge shock wave, like a broken corn cob.

Half of the crew and soldiers died instantly.

Destroying a Gorgon while surrounded by numerous enemy warships is almost the most feasible and ruthless approach.

The situation of other Imperial battleships will only be worse than here. Only the larger Gorgon-class battlecruiser can still rely on solid armor and powerful firepower to carry out a powerful counterattack.

Protoss warships will undoubtedly last longer, but that's about it.

This is the void, and every passing minute of time will be more beneficial to Amon's servants, and the balance of victory is steadily tilting towards the God of Darkness.

"Warfield, my people are heading towards you." Renault shouted: "Damn it, their offensive is coming like an overwhelming force. Don't these bastards even know how to rest?"

Alpha, the brainworm, appeared in the channel at an untimely time and commented sharply: "Why rest? Tirelessness is a major advantage in war."

"Tireless. Well, no matter what, you are right to show off your usual energy of sleeping soundly." Renault was stunned: "Oh, no one believes it."

"Who let this guy in?"

This guy is definitely here to liven up the atmosphere. When the brothers are in a low mood, he will always jump out and shout that I am announcing something, I am a clown.

"Okay, now I'll kick it." When Pryor spoke, the eighty Imperial Navy squadrons under his command had just eaten a dozen Leviathans and countless aliens from the Flying Wing Nest in one go. Insect flying creature.

"Retreat, we need to shrink the front." In the command channel, Matt was loudly giving orders to his fleet, and at this time, almost all other imperial marshals were doing the same thing.

A bloody fact is that the number of their warships has been greatly reduced, so that the distance between warships is too large, which is why more and more enemies are breaking through the defense line and coming to the Hyperion.

The enemy's losses are far greater than those of humans and Protoss, but the Dark God doesn't care, he just wants to win.

At this time, in one chaos after another, the enemy and us are already indistinguishable from each other.

Daram, Tal'darim, Ihanli, Purifiers, Empire, Umojan, Kemorian, Overlord's Broken Swarm, Primal Zerg, Cerberus Zerg. All kinds of Protoss, humans, Zerg and void creatures are fighting in a group, and their creators are laughing darkly for this.

This ultimate battle in the void makes every battle that has ever taken place in the real universe pale in comparison, as if the war between elephants and elephants is ten times or a hundred times more tragic than the Second Battle of Aiur.

Most people in the Imperial Fleet have no idea what is happening beyond their sight, and many people have never seen the true appearance of the void until they die.

Even a battlecruiser looked inconspicuous on this terrible stage of war, just like many soldiers who were participating in the battle for the first time. They found themselves suddenly thrown into the battlefield and had to fight with countless enemies who wanted their lives before they could tell the directions.

It was as if these steel giants were fighting desperately in a swamp that was deep enough to submerge their knees, with corpses piled up like mountains and devastation everywhere.

The crazy chaos of the void seemed so desperate, and countless innocent souls died here, with resentment rising to the sky.

The void did not give those frightened people any chance to escape. Augustus ruthlessly locked them in cages, let them fight lions and tigers, and ordered them to be brave and fearless.

The cruelest side of war was nakedly displayed. From the moment they entered the void, there was no turning back.

A train to destroy the world was coming, either stop it or destroy it.

When the wounded were taken away, the wailing in the bridge of the Hyperion finally subsided. However, many people here still kept talking and shouting. Various information kept coming from other fleets, and there was basically no good news.

Most of them were desperate reports. Some warships were surrounded and there was no hope of breaking out. The commanders and captains who were still alive reported their final deaths to the flagship.

Others were voices for help. Too many people who had lost their warships were calling for help. If they were lucky enough, they would be rescued by nearby battlecruisers, frigates and other Protoss ships that were available, but more people were not so lucky.

It was not known whether they were too lucky or too unlucky. Some people were rescued several times in a row, because the ships that rescued them also sank one after another.

"Augustus, hold on." At this time, Kerrigan's voice came from outside the window, reaching the heart.

"I'm almost done but it will take a little time."

The golden light in Kerrigan's eyes was getting brighter and brighter. The power of the Xel'Naga surged and shone in her body. The knowledge and experience inherited from countless reincarnations, the destruction and rebirth of countless universes, the birth and extinction of countless suns all flashed before her eyes.

Her eyes made Augustus feel unfamiliar.

This was the 30th hour since they entered the void, but it was extremely difficult for everyone. Most of the people in the Imperial Fleet had never closed their eyes. The navigator of the Hyperion was a young man with full vitality in Augustus's impression, but now this poor guy had bloodshot eyes, as if he had aged 30 years.

"Take your time, we can wait." Whether for his warriors or Kerrigan, Augustus' heart was bleeding.

Compared with the thousands of Imperial battlecruisers around Kerrigan, she even seemed too petite, as if she was surrounded by black mountains, and continuous artillery fire rose from these mountains every moment.

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The Protoss's huge fleet and other imperial warships were scattered over the Hyperion's head and several astronomical units below its feet. The Purifier Protoss's Cybros and the three largest warships, the Xel'Naga World Ship, the Spear of Adun and the Pride of Otalis, naturally became the most conspicuous targets, and Amon had just lost those Doomsday Ark that could be compared with them in Besher.

These Ark Mothership-level warships have many kinds of world-destroying weapons, but none of them are used to deal with those small and medium-sized void creatures like locusts.

Surrounding these behemoths, countless Mutalisks, Corruptors, Devourers and other void creations ranging from the size of cars to the size of skyscrapers swarmed to attack, almost like a dive, fighting with the Protoss' equally large number of interceptors and fighters, and the broken mechanical wreckage and corpses were as numerous as gravel.

The scene was too grand and spectacular, but apart from the largest warships, all that could be seen were countless points of light and exploding flames surrounding them, so that even from the Hyperion, it felt unreal.

"You can't give the power of the Xel'Naga to a guy like this. You know that..." At this moment, Amon seemed to feel that Kerrigan's power was becoming stronger and stronger, and he couldn't help but taunt her.

Before this, Amon would never believe that a defective product like humans could give birth to a new Xel'Naga. He had already contaminated the Protoss and the Zerg, but obviously missed the humans.

"Do you think this is an upgrade? No - you will only become like me, forever separated from everything familiar." Amon said: "Give up everything you cherish and be imprisoned by the meaning of your existence."

"Aurus didn't tell you this."

This really touched Kerrigan. At this moment, she was already shrouded in the light she radiated, but it was still visible that her face twitched slightly.

"He's not telling the truth." Augustus couldn't tell how much of Amon's words were true and how much were false.

The Dark God lied all the time, and these words sounded sincere.

But there was only one thing for sure, if they won this battle, then Kerrigan would be the last and only Xel'Naga in the universe, and then she would no longer be bound.

At the same time, the Dark God took the opportunity to intensify his offensive, and his huge dark body also appeared from the ocean of blood and fire for the first time.

Amon is almost identical to the image of the Xel'Naga in the temple, just like the image of the Dark Voice, with red eyes and a hideous body that seems to be bathed in blood.

The image of the Dark God is both real and illusory. Sometimes it looks unusually huge, as if the entire void reflects his shadow, but even when it is the smallest, it is amazingly large, as if it can swallow countless warships in one bite.

When Amon appeared, seven huge void crystals also came together, like planets orbiting a star. These void crystals gave Amon unparalleled power, making him invincible like a true god.

Augustus's warships could not move in the void, but Amon passed through those clumsy humans and fleets like a fish swimming fast under the ice. Every time he thundered, he would trigger an immense dark force, tearing the space, harvesting whole fleets like a sickle cutting wheat.

Amon's countless warships also moved quickly towards the position of the Hyperion while killing people. Every huge wreckage on their way became a victim of the large-scale exchange of fire between fleets.

Leviathans carrying tens of thousands of Zergs rushed out from the other side, and their huge fins and tentacles alone were enough to cover the sky and the sun.

Such a terrible scene even made some people on the bridge of the Hyperion look dumb and tremble, just because they saw farther and more than others on the warship.

Amon just looked like he was sure of victory, like an adult playing with a child.

But now this adult was a little furious, so angry that he got really angry with the child and pulled out his belt.

"Kerrigan, you know nothing about the truth that you are blind to."

Amon sneered sinisterly: "All Mengsks are liars. They deceive themselves first and then deceive others, and Augustus is the king of liars."

"Augustus Mengsk doesn't tell the truth to anyone."

"He deceives everyone! Use everyone!"

However, Amon may think that he understands Augustus, but he certainly doesn't understand Kerrigan, and he doesn't understand the twisted emotions of human beings at all.

For Kerrigan, this is really a low-level alienation.

"I've had enough of your self-righteous provocation, Amon." Kerrigan shouted, and a powerful god power and destructive power burst out from Kerrigan's body, sweeping across large areas of void creatures and alien insects.

Augustus has his secrets, and he does keep some from her, but she doesn't care.

But if Amon said that Augustus had found Xiao Si and Xiao Wu, then Kerrigan might really break down immediately, wondering who in the empire was so capable that he could escape her eyes.

"Listen, no one here cares how much you have been wronged after becoming a Xel'Naga. If you want to kill us, we will kill you, it's that simple."

"Amon, it's time to settle the accounts."

Now Kerrigan just wants to kill Amon. (End of this chapter)