Global Fog: Get the StarCraft System at the Start

"Archbishop, we have been searching here for three days, and we haven't found any information about the black land, and we have no way to effectively investigate the line of sight blocked by the gray fog."

On the ruins of a city, Artanis is resting in a relatively clean place with a hundred fanatics.

One of the fanatics stepped forward and said to him.

Artanis nodded. If this continues, the one-month deadline he promised to the executive officer may be extended.

Along the way, they have avoided meeting those humans, and even avoided them.

Of course, this is not to be afraid of them, but to prevent any panic.

All the fanatics, including him, were wearing black cloaks, covering themselves tightly, with only a pair of eyes leaking out.

Artanis looked at the abandoned buildings around him, and the roars from unknown creatures, and fell silent for a while.

"We have to change our approach. It has been more than ten days since we left the main city of Shuguang. If we want to go back within a month, then we can only find a way with those aborigines."

This was his mistake. He didn't expect that he had fallen so far in finding someone.

I used to avoid humans because I was afraid of delaying the time for myself and others to find the location of the target, but now it is different.

"Now go around and search for supplies, pack up the things that humans use, and let's go to their shelters to see if there is anything we want."

"Yes, Archbishop!"

Many fanatics replied.

Along the way, they encountered many shops with food reserves, although many of them had been looted.

However, there are still many stores that store food with powerful monsters, and they have not been looted.

It is said that they have not been ransacked. Another way is that those who want to be looted have become food in the mouths of those monsters, and they have become corpses.

Even if they have guns and weapons they don't know where they got them, it won't help.

But for fanatics, these are all simple things that cannot be simpler.

A hundred fanatics radiate outwards from Artanis as the center.

Their main targets are those shopping malls, convenience stores, and wholesale markets that have not been looted and are occupied by powerful creatures.

Only these places may have what they need, and they don't consider the others, because they also understand that after such a long time, those places must have been looted long ago.

As for those mutated creatures, although they are basically immune to the damage of guns, when faced with the protoss's psionic light blade that can cut through any material, their proud defense is like paper, and they will be destroyed by a touch. there is none left.

"I felt a different kind of breath."

In a pharmacy, the fanatic who was stuffing medicine into his backpack said to his companion.

"A breath that is different from our spiritual power."

Another fanatic, after hearing his words, looked at the mutated lion lying on the ground, and asked, "Is it emitted?"

"Probably not,

This mutated lion no longer had any breath. "

Speaking of this lion, I have to say that it is very smart and knows how to sneak attack.

According to the aura it exudes, it should be a mutant creature at the legendary level. If this kind of creature hunts humans, it will be effortless.

And judging from its old nest, it wasn't once or twice that he attacked people like this.

After all, human skulls are used as decorations by it, placed in its lair, and it doesn't feel terrified.

But this time it overturned the car directly, swooped on it, and then...then there was no more.

It just saw the figure coming in, opened its bloody mouth and wanted to bite it, and then was punched by the figure to the ground,

I saw a blue light emerging from the figure's hands. Before it could turn over, it was directly hit on the head by the fanatic's psionic light blade, piercing it directly.

Immediately, the mind of the mutated lion who had hunted and killed an unknown number of humans went blank, and the next moment it died so badly that it could no longer be used.

Seeing the lifeless mutant lion, the fanatic thought for a while to avoid trouble, and directly separated its head from its body with a psionic light blade.

Although the surrounding area was bloody, there was no blood on the fanatics.

"Isn't it?"

The fanatic closed his eyes, then maximized his senses, and after a while, he opened them.

"Less than one kilometer to the south of us, I vaguely sensed the force you mentioned."

"And this force is constantly fluctuating. It should be fighting, and there are other energies mixed in it, but it seems to be almost the same. It should be in the same place."

Hearing what he had to say, another fanatic asked: "So what should we do?"

"I think we should go and see, maybe we can find news about the black land among those energies."

"You go and inform the archbishop, I'll go and have a look first."

"it is good!"

The two fanatics quickly divided the work and put away the things they were going to carry.

It's better to bring these things with them. If they don't find what they want, they can continue with their previous plan.

As for whether there will be danger in the past, this is not within the scope of their consideration.

Not to mention other things, their hundreds of templars are enough to flatten a country. If they have thousands of compatriots, let alone this planet, they are confident in taking the rest of the planes. This is the confidence of their protoss.

After finishing packing, the two separated, one headed for Artanis and the other headed for the energy.

This fanatic running towards Artanis's position ran more than ten kilometers in less than five minutes under the support of the leg control system.

There was no delay in arriving at the assembly point, and he came directly to Artanis.

"Archbishop, we have discovered several powerful energy reactions in the south, and a templar has already gone to investigate."

Hearing his words, Artanis looked at the gray fog not far away, and then looked away.

The distance is too far, coupled with the hindrance of the gray fog, I can only detect within a radius of more than ten kilometers with all my strength.

"How many templars do we have left?"

The fanatics of the surrounding statisticians immediately came up: "Archbishop, there are still twelve people who have not returned yet."

Artanis was silent for a second, and then said: "Arrange people to wait here and wait for them to come back. I will take some people to support the templar who went to investigate first."

"Yes, Archbishop!"

Fanatics who came back around replied.

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