I couldn't believe that Jingle would hand over such a great authority to Liliana.
Even though I kept a respectful distance from the various concepts of Mysticism that would make one's scalp numb, after spending so much time with a God, I still knew quite a bit about God. Reviving a completely dead target whose soul had already dissipated wasn't something that could be done in a game with a ten-second flash of golden light. It had already touched upon the limits of the world and even the privileges of the Gods.
In other words, under normal circumstances, only a True God could have the authority to give new life to the dead at will. In addition, even the representatives of God needed to go through layers of approval before they could carry out such a thing that violated the rules. Of course, under normal circumstances, the representatives of God must be great charlatans who were doing very well in front of God. Such approval could be easily obtained. Cough cough …
However, just now, Liliana directly resurrected more than a dozen Proteus warriors with just one sentence. It turned out that Jingle had actually given such a great privilege to this sharp-tongued pseudo-loli?
Was it because she couldn't personally intervene in this matter and could only let her own representative "supervise" from the side, so she tried every means to exploit the loopholes of the rules to enhance our strength?
Dingdang, this god of yours is really … too awesome!
"This girl is our most powerful Priestess." My voice made Zeratul, who was busy talking to his people who had just been resurrected from the dead, come back to his senses. "She can give new life to the dead — a miracle achieved with the power of God, so you don't have to worry about any repercussions from such resurrection."
"Powerful and mysterious Emperor Schilling, please accept my sincere respect and gratitude —"
Zeratul pressed his hand on his chest and performed a solemn salute to me, but I stopped his action.
"Now we have more important things to solve, such as the more than ten million bugs outside."
When I led the fully rejuvenated Proteus warriors and Zeratul to the small square in front of the temple, the battle here was still ongoing.
The bugs seemed to be endless, launching uninterrupted suicidal attacks in a monotonous but most stressful way. Surging magic energy filled the air, constantly igniting several specific chemical reactions in the bodies of the incoming bugs. The arcane barrier that covered the entire temple was covered with a thick layer of corpse fragments. Azeroth's mages and Schilling's soldiers had to use flame novas or psionic pulses to evaporate these disgusting "carpets" again and again. Because of the need to strengthen the line of defense, the scorpion soldiers, who were originally best at charging in this kind of close-range melee, couldn't leave their position at will. they could only transform into semi-fixed turrets, inserting their mechanical limbs deep into the ground. The photon cannons on their tails were fully opened, firing wantonly into the enemy group as they vented.
They were really full of resentment against long-range attacks.
"Sigh, casting spells is really a physical labor … I don't want to learn magic anymore."
Qian Qian suddenly muttered next to me, which made me curious. But as I followed her gaze, I had to admit that casting a spell was truly a strenuous task …
Two Tauren Shamans stood back to back near the arcane barrier, hugging air hammers (Don't ask me why the equipment provided by the Schilling's still have such primitive tools like air hammers!) They were drilling on the ground, and beside them, there were already a few totems carved with mysterious runes stuck into the ground in a crooked manner.
I admit that the crystal ground here is a little too sturdy, but is it really okay for you to drill a hole in the ground of the temple? Speaking of which, in Azeroth without air hammers and electric drills, how do these fellows called Shamans fight, you bastards!
Later on, I found out that these Shamans usually used their affinity with the earth element to set up totems. Unfortunately, in this cave filled with alien crystals, the elements didn't care about them at all. These Shamans felt that the conventional method of inserting totems wasn't as reliable as a wind hammer …
"It's time to leave."
Looking at the humongous swarm of Zergs that were pushing against us from the outside of the barrier, I let out a long sigh. I concentrated and prepared to use an AOE to burn the entire cave.
"Just leave it to me."
Liliana suddenly took a step forward, interrupting my actions. I noticed that her face was still a little unnatural, but there was more of a stubbornness on it.
"We embarrassed ourselves just now, now we must definitely get back at them — — in the name of the Goddess!"
Our Priestess gritted her teeth and said.
You should at least leave some face for your Goddess! Has Jingle never sorted out her own teachings?
"The number of Zergs here is huge. With our current strength, it will be hard for us to successfully break through."
Zeratul habitually used the conventional battle method to analyze our strength, and then came to the conclusion. However, Liliana only twitched her lips and slowly closed her eyes.
A mysterious wave gradually spread out.
It wasn't energy. I was a hundred percent certain that it was some kind of will, or more accurately, some kind of "meaning." With Liliana as the center, it spread out in all directions. If I really had to describe what it was that was spreading out, it would be like the vision brought to you by the spreading of light, or the feeling of a slight breeze blowing, or the feeling that everyone could feel that something was wandering around here, but no one could tell what it was. Divine Arts, the ultimate "magic" that couldn't be described with conventional words. This was also the first time that I saw Liliana completely display her power after completely fusing with this God-made body. My immense curiosity made me hold my breath and silently wait for a miracle to happen.
On the surface, this process didn't seem to be extravagant, nor was there any complicated ceremony. It was plain and uneventful. There was only an increasingly solid green light flowing through Liliana's emerald hair. Specks of light fell from her hair, as though … if I said it out loud, it would affect the beauty of the scene.
After a long while, Liliana opened her eyes and said gently to the bugs, "You're all dead."
And then, the ten million bugs really died.
You wouldn't be able to understand the huge impact such a silent scene had on people. The boundless bug swarm that had been furiously surging and attacking the Church of God just a second ago instantly became a still scene under the power of a single sentence. Then, they slowly fell to the ground in slow motion, and at the same time, they peacefully closed their eyes.
Even though it was rather strange to say it like this, I really had the impression that these bugs were like children obediently falling asleep under their mother's command. They gave up their lives without any resistance because of a single command from Liliana.
I silently watched Liliana floating in midair from behind. I suddenly felt that I really should get to know this venomous-tongued, black-bellied girl again …
"Haha! You're all finished … You actually dared to embarrass me so much, and now you're all finished! Let me tell you! I'm the head priestess of the Goddess of Life! In the name of the Goddess … Ugh, it hurts! "
With a karate chop, I knocked Liliana down from midair. Then, I clamped this fake loli under my armpit and broke out in a cold sweat.
I shouldn't have had any thoughts of normalizing these abnormal people around me!
"You lass, why didn't you use such a powerful move earlier?"
After recovering from the strange scene just now, I remembered to question Liliana. Since there was such a heaven-defying divine art that could instantly kill ten million bugs, why didn't she use it earlier? It would have saved us a lot of time!
"I was frightened at the start and couldn't focus," Liliana admitted honestly. "Also, there is a limit to the divine art of Command Death. There were too many bugs just now, and even if I used the divine art, I wouldn't be able to kill them. There is no such thing as a compromise, if it works, then it works, if it doesn't, then it doesn't. There won't be a situation where the divine art fails and all the bugs are half-dead … Hey, put me down!"
At this moment, Liliana finally realized the awkward fact that she was clamped under someone's armpit. She flailed her arms and legs as she struggled to break free from my demonic claws.
Forget it, I'll believe this fellow for the time being — — I mean, believe that she was frightened. This fellow is just a stubborn duck, it won't be easy for her to admit that there are times when she is frightened too.
"Now, we can go."
I reached out my hand and touched Zeratul, who had already turned into a stone statue. The latter couldn't help but shiver. Only then did he realize the fact that the bugs that had surrounded his own people for days were all dead.
Then, there was an even deeper sense of horror and awe towards these mysterious species that had the appearance of humans but were all unbelievably powerful. This was especially so for the "emperor" who had been harmless from the very beginning. If even a little "priestess" by his side had the power to destroy millions of insectoids with a single sentence, then how powerful was he himself?
We gathered three small teams, with the Scorpion Soldiers as the vanguard and hundreds of Schilling Soldiers guarding the rear and flanks. We quickly moved towards the exit of the underground cave. Along the way, the ground was densely covered with the corpses of the bugs. There wasn't a single wound on their bodies, and it could even be said that every single cell in their body was intact. This method of death made Zeratul feel rather puzzled. He didn't understand the theory behind "setting a target's attribute to death", which sounded like a fantasy story.
"You guys came in from here?"
Zeratul asked with a surprised expression when he saw that we arrived at the entrance of the Crystal Forest without any qualms.
"Yeah, is there a problem?"
Zeratul hesitated for a moment before explaining, "Actually … the real exit of the underground cave is somewhere else. This Crystal Forest is one of the defense systems of the Holy Temple. After the Holy Temple is activated, the entire Crystal Forest will form an energy resonance. Unless it is a 'Protoss' Warrior with a shield, ordinary life forms will immediately die from this resonance once they enter the forest … This place should be a very dangerous defense barrier."
I was stunned. Then, I didn't know what kind of expression to put on my face, "Defense system? Indeed, it makes our communicators less useful … but we have a more powerful … er, communicator."
Ordinary Schilling units would have a psionic shield that was far superior to the Protoss's, and the few of us who didn't use a psionic shield were all superhumans beyond the norm. The defense ability of this Crystal Forest was really a joke.
Hearing my words, Zeratul's expression was hidden under his mask, so I couldn't see it. However, the expressions on the faces of the dozens of warriors that he brought with him … Speaking of which, does Protoss also have times when his balls are in pain?
It didn't take long for us to successfully pass through the huge Crystal Forest. Just as we entered the familiar black tunnel of the underground cave, an emergency communication from the mothership suddenly cut into the channel.
"The Protoss fleet?"
After receiving the message from the captain of the mothership, I was slightly surprised. Then, I looked at Zeratul with a probing gaze.
"Did something happen?"
Zeratul naturally couldn't hear our conversation on the spiritual level. He only saw the sudden change in my expression and my gaze on him, so he asked curiously.
"The fleet that we left in orbit is surrounded by a large number of Protoss fleets. It seems that the other party is coming aggressively."
"Fleet?" Zeratul was surprised too. "Shakuras has never sent a fleet here. If possible, I hope to meet the commander of the 'Protoss' fleet."
"Adjutant, prepare to receive the space coordinates. We are going back."
A few minutes later, we had already teleported back to the mothership. The other landing troops that were exploring the planet and the research ships that had begun to scan the Protoss Holy Temple were ordered to stand by.
"Phew …" I whistled and sighed as I looked at the image of the fleet in the distance displayed on the holographic projection. "The scale is really huge."
On the other hand, Shallow Shallow sighed in a different direction from me. "Wow! Even the battleships of Proteus were glittering like this! Ah Jun, Ah Jun! Let's shoot them down and sell them! "
Oftentimes, I didn't even know what attitude I should have towards Qian Qian's sudden and bizarre statements. This girl seemed to be serious about every single unreliable question, and when she seemed to be serious … such a thought usually wouldn't even exist in her mind for more than three minutes.
The captain of the mothership had already sorted out the enemy's intelligence and presented it to us. The numbers displayed on it made me completely convinced that the other party wasn't here for friendly negotiations.
The enemy's three largest warships were all concentrated in front of our mothership. They had a majestic body of nearly thirty kilometers. There were wide openings under the streamlined golden alloy shell. Through these openings that were covered with a protective force field, we could vaguely see the automated robots and assembly factory production lines that were constantly shuttling inside. The round main structure was filled with shield generators that emitted blue light. This thing should be the legendary Protoss aircraft carrier?
It was said that these things were modified from the heavy factories of the "Protoss". Although I didn't know if this statement was true, if we put aside the battleships of the Xiling Empire, such a mothership was indeed amazing. I didn't expect that the advanced battleships of the Protoss were also moving in the direction of a "mobile military city". It was just that the Schilling people were more thorough in this aspect.
And in the empty space behind these three huge battleships, there were thousands of shuttle-shaped battleships hovering. They were much smaller than the carrier, only about a few kilometers long. Their front ends were composed of several curved structures that looked like mechanical arms. Through the scan of the mainframe of the Eternal-class mothership, we found that these things had a very complete energy gathering module. Based on the strength of their structure, the mainframe of the mothership concluded that "this kind of battleship has the power to damage the Schilling battleship after a long time of gathering energy." Based on the strength of their structure, the mainframe of the mothership came to the conclusion that "this kind of battleship has the power to damage the Schilling battleship after a long time of gathering energy." Based on the strength of their structure, the mainframe of the mothership concluded that "this kind of battleship has the power to damage the Schilling battleship after a long time of gathering energy." It was set as the second most threatening target after the "Protoss" carrier. On the image of each enemy ship, there were at least three aiming boxes with the word "locked" written on it.
And after excluding these relatively threatening targets, there were about a few thousand Protoss battleships left, and they were all strange spaceships that we couldn't recognize at a glance. It seemed that it was impossible to rely on the experience gained in the game to determine the real StarCraft units. Although these strange spaceships were large in number, they had been classified as non-threatening by the mainframe of the mothership. They were basically things that could be defeated by individual battleships.
"Not your spaceships?" I turned to ask Zeratul. The latter didn't have any fake expression on his face. He shook his head and said, "The spaceships from Shakuras will have the unique mark of our Dark Templar."
"Connect me to the public channel."
I frowned and ordered the captain to connect to the other party.
A Protoss commander wearing alloy armor with a thin face appeared on the holographic projection.
"Desecrator! How dare you set foot on the sacred land of our ancestors without permission! And you have disturbed the peace of the holy land! You must pay the price for this! "
As soon as he opened his mouth, the Protoss commander used a rather harsh tone to say such words that I couldn't understand.
"Uh … It seems that you are hostile to us. But it seems that we didn't destroy the Protoss ruins on this planet, right? The ones who destroyed here are the Zergs, and they have already been eliminated by us. You should be grateful to me. "
I was telling the truth, but the other party sneered disdainfully, "Hmph, what an arrogant statement! Look at what your soldiers are doing to the temple of our ancestors!? And you have also stolen the inviolable artifact. Don't try to quibble, I can feel the power of the artifact in your fleet calling for its true master … Hand it over! "
I turned to look at Zeratul. There was no doubt that the other party was referring to the thing that Zeratul was currently carrying with him.
"My compatriots, it seems that you have misunderstood these foreign friends," Zeratul didn't shirk his responsibility. He walked to the communication device and said, "The artifact is still in the hands of Protoss. My warriors and I are only temporarily staying on their spaceship after being rescued by these friends."
"Dark Templar Zeratul!" After seeing Zeratul suddenly appear in front of the communication device, the other party immediately showed a surprised expression. And from the sound of it, even Zeratul, who was of the same race, couldn't make the unfamiliar Protoss commander's tone soften at all.
"Zeratul, I am Executive Pross from Tadalim. Why are you with these aliens who have invaded the holy land?!"
As soon as I heard that the other party belonged to Tadalim, I felt that I seemed to be in trouble.
This was the most xenophobic tribe in the entire Protoss! Their stubbornness and disdain for the weaker races were well-known. And more importantly, these slightly neurotic violent people didn't seem to be interested in Zeratul. They had always regarded the Dark Templars as heretics!
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