An hour later, Sheyan was panting heavily.
He looked rather miserable. His whole body was covered in blood and flesh, but fortunately for him, most of his wounds were from the Templars.
Fortunately, most of the blood and flesh belonged to other people.
There were only two real wounds on his body. The first one was on his chest, left behind by a Dark Templar's sharp lightsaber. The slash went from his left shoulder to his right lower abdomen. The Dark Templar must have been looking forward to dismembering his enemy with a single slash, but unfortunately, he only managed to inflict a wound like this on Sheyan.
Sheyan's muscles squirmed and grew rapidly, but the residual power of the lightsaber still lingered on them, so the healing speed of the wound was very slow.
This wound was the result of Sheyan's carelessness. He had fought against a large number of Dark Templars before, so he thought he knew them like the back of his hand. However, he had completely underestimated the huge difference between a veteran who had experienced the baptism of blood and fire on the battlefield and a rookie.
Of course, when the Dark Templar succeeded, Ronnie had already appeared behind him like a ghost. The bloody weapon had pierced through the Dark Templar's black veil and slit his throat. Warm emerald body fluids immediately spilled all over the place, and a slightly pungent smell filled everyone's nostrils.
The second wound on Sheyan's head was very close to his eyes. Blood had coagulated on his eyebrows, making his face look even more ferocious. This wound was caused by the claws of a Hero-class Zergling when he was trying to reinforce his teammates. A large chunk of his scalp and hair was torn off, and even his frontal bone was clearly visible.
This wound had to be washed clean with clean water to remove the corrosive power on the Zergling's claws. Otherwise, it would be very difficult to heal.
Of the original fifteen-man squad that followed Sheyan, only eight were left. Apart from him, Ronnie, Ramtas, Kyrgyzna, and Pontin, there was a Machine Gunner named Zangi, a Machine Gunner named Carlos, and a Medic named Annie.
The Protoss and the Zerg seemed to have reached a certain agreement. Both sides had diverted some of their energy to hunt down Party Ace's group. Therefore, the pursuing troops came like waves, attacking in multiple layers. First, it was the Zerg, then the Protoss, then the Zerg …. It was endless, mechanical, cruel, and did not give them a chance to catch their breath.
Party Ace was currently resting on the top floor of a building. They silently sprayed medical agents on their bodies and bandaged their wounds. Sheyan gazed into the distance for a moment, then said.
"We're heading in the right direction. We'll rest for five minutes and then get ready to move out."
After he finished speaking, he turned to Anlu and said.
"Do you still want to continue strengthening?"
Although Annie was exhausted, there was still a trace of excitement in her eyes. She nodded seriously. At this time, no one wanted to die. Who didn't want to become stronger quickly?
Sheyan walked up to her and opened his palm. There was a brown crystal the size of a mung bean in his palm. It slowly melted in his palm, then turned into smoke and was inhaled into Annie's body.
A fierce battle between life and death was the easiest way for people to grow, not to mention the existence of a BUG that allowed Sheyan to use the enemy's Soul Crystals.
Therefore, the surviving Machine Gunners were all elites at the very least. Sheyan was also consciously leaning his resources towards Annie, the only surviving Medic. If she could successfully become a hero unit, as long as she did not run into the Queen, they should not have to be afraid of being pursued.
After inhaling all the smoke, Annie's body trembled for a moment before she fainted. Sheyan had a premonition. He quickly put her under his arm and said to everyone.
"Let's go."
At this time, Ronnie had quietly built a roller-skating cableway between the two buildings and then motioned for everyone to slide over. This kind of sliding seemed thrilling, but for well-trained people, it was not too much of a problem.
However, when Sheyan was sliding down, a Hydralisk suddenly drilled out of the ground, as if it had been discussed beforehand. It pushed open the steel plate on the ground and spat fiercely at the roller-skating cableway in the air.
At the same time, a Mutalisk flapped its wings hard against the gravity and spat out spores at Sheyan.
The two of them had actually waited until now to set up such a death trap!
In that split second, all the machine gunners disregarded everything and slammed down on their stimulants. Then, with bloodshot eyes, they raised their machine guns and focused fire on the Hydralisk below. In a short span of 2-3 seconds, the Hydralisk was turned into a pool of pus and blood.
However, the Mutalisk had already rushed over. The light green spores it spat out had already broken the tough roller-skating cableway. The thin steel wire was also broken. At this time, Sheyan was still five or six meters away from the other side!
At that moment, Sheyan threw Annie with all his might. The force he used was just enough for Annie to land on the opposite side of the platform. She rolled a few times without suffering any damage.
But because of this throw, Sheyan moved even faster hundreds of meters down. The trap set up by the Hydralisk and the Mutalisk was about to take effect. The elite Mutalisk let out a triumphant cry and swooped down. It wanted to see the enemy in front of it fall into a bloody pulp!
But Sheyan, who was in the air, disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already on the back of the elite Mutalisk!
This was the teleportation ability of the Champion's Ring. Sheyan did not forget to point in the direction of the stunned people on the rooftop, indicating for them to leave first. He then clenched his fist and smashed it hard on the Mutalisk's head. At the same time, he clamped down hard on the Mutalisk's head!
Sheyan's strength was not to be underestimated. The sound of bones breaking could be heard from inside the Mutalisk's head. The elite Mutalisk immediately let out a shrill cry, but before it could cry out, a large amount of green liquid sprayed out from its mouth. Sheyan's iron fist continued to smash the Mutalisk's head. After a few continuous punches, clear cracks could be seen on the Mutalisk's skull.
Sheyan's punches were meant to cause the elite Mutalisk as much pain as possible, so that its simple brain would not be able to think and it could only act according to its instincts. Otherwise, if the Mutalisk came up with an unlucky idea to perish together with Sheyan in the air, Sheyan would be the one in trouble.
In the eyes of outsiders, the Mutalisk was flying unsteadily in the air as if it was drunk. As its strength weakened, it got closer and closer to the ground.
At this moment, a weapon glowing with a strong red light was taking shape at the end of Sheyan's arm that was wrapped around the Mutalisk's neck. It was none other than Evil Sword Apophis!
When the Mutalisk was closest to the ground, Sheyan rolled down from its back. The red light on Evil Sword Apophis was as sharp as blood, so intense that it seemed like it would drip down at any moment. The Mutalisk's head suddenly flew into the air. Dark green acid gushed out like a faucet of a fire engine that had gone out of control. The Mutalisk's head had been chopped off by Sheyan's sword!
After Sheyan landed on the ground, he slowly stood up. His eyes looked indifferent, but upon closer inspection, one could feel a burning desire in them.
Because at the end of the long street, a group of Protoss troops was slowly approaching.
Sheyan even saw familiar features on the armours of these Protoss troops. They had fought side by side with him before, but now, they were enemies that had to be fought to the death! In the end, Sheyan's gaze rested on an extraordinary looking Dragon Knight. He had six long, hydraulically powered legs ….
Tochego.
It was the Protoss hero, Tochego.
Sheyan took a deep look at Tochego, and Tochego's electronic compound eyes also looked at him. The two sides stared at each other for two seconds, then launched an attack at the same time!
A series of photon shells exploded at the spot where Sheyan had been standing. Even after the dust from the explosion had dispersed, the residual plasma at the bottom of the crater could still be seen. Occasionally, white electric charges would jump out from the crater like fish and shrimps. It was a shocking sight.
At least twenty powerful Zealots charged out of the crater in unison. Their charge was like an army of thousands! Fortunately, at this moment, Sheyan had already plunged into a nearby building. Crashing noises resounded, as though he had plunged into a ceramic shop.
Just as the Zealots were about to charge forward, Sheyan suddenly threw out a huge steel plate that spun at high speed. The three to five Zealots at the front were instantly sent flying, while the rest of the Zealots continued to charge forward. However, as soon as they stepped into the building, they seemed to have hit an invisible barrier. They all bent down and began to convulse violently. A large amount of blue liquid dripped out of the masks on their mouths!
Atypical pneumonia had finally begun to spread rapidly, baring its ferocious fangs!
Sheyan was also feeling tired. He did not stay any longer after the attack. He immediately turned around and fled. Just as he was about to catch his breath, he suddenly felt a scorching heat coming from the side. The steel wall had melted into red molten steel in an instant and splashed everywhere. Then, a dazzling white light enveloped him!
This time, the attack was so sudden that Sheyan could only protect his head with his arms! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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