StarCraft: Tyranid Empire

"Orega, what have you done?"

Even during the fall of Aiur, Dark Master Zeratul never let this cold rage cloud his judgment.

"Why reopen the portal connecting Sagulath and Aiur to let the zerg drive in - so many people died because of this!"

Zeratul's anger is by no means unfounded. The Dark Templar traitor Orega who escaped from Zeratul's hands a long time ago actually took the risk and returned to Aiur, using the powerful power he didn't know where to control a brainworm. With a huge swarm of insects.

After disappearing, Orega not only gathered more angry Dark Templar warriors, took control of an insect nest, and even recruited human mercenaries.

Orega then attacked the Dallam protoss guarding the Xel'Naga portal on Aiur, and opened it again, driving the zerg of Aiur to flood into Sagurath, attacking the Zerg on Sagurath. The protoss city of Durham attacks.

Today, Sagurath is in the midst of a continuous war, and more than 1 billion El Insect swarms are raging in this land of eternal twilight. Not only that, the Xel'Naga portal is still not closed, and more zerg will enter Sagulath through the portal.

It has to be said that Orega’s timing was just right. At this time, the main force of the Durham Protoss fleet is in Char, and Sagulath's defense is correspondingly empty. This is the perfect opportunity to eradicate the El Protoss on it.

"This is all to avenge the Templars - brothers." When he said the ancient Kalani word "brothers", there was only bitter ridicule and haze in Orega's voice. This sound of brothers is among the stars. The feelings represented are long gone.

In the sandy and soft wasteland of Sagulath, two equally powerful Dark Templar warriors stood facing each other.

Next to them was a meandering river, with clear water and an endless trickle. On both sides of the river are glassy smooth rocks with clusters of deep purple crystals piled on them. The faint twilight of Sagulath and the brilliance of crystal reflect dreamlike flashes in the wind-blown dust.

The Dark Templar warriors have been fighting for a long time, and the silky and delicate woven robes on their bodies are completely worn out, and are covered with charred scratches and deep purple bloodstains left by the warblade.

The broad dark bronze pauldron on Zeratul's right shoulder and the fur underneath were completely cut open, and the bones were visible from the injuries. And the Dark Templar Orega, opposite Zeratul, was no better than him, and he was also covered in blood.

Under the drowsy gaze of Sagulas, this pursuit has been going on for many months, covering many places on the planet. Furious, Zeratul sought out Orega again, vowing that this time he would show no mercy.

Finally, here, Orega stopped.

"What you are doing is colder and darker than the void."

Zeratul raised his right hand, revealing the gorgeous and elegant wrist guard, which was wrapped with dim shadows, and a bright green psychic blade spurted out: "Who asked you to do this?"

Previously, Orega had been chased by Zeratul for most of the time. It was hard to imagine when he had assembled such a huge force to attack Sagulath. Zeratul believed that someone was secretly supporting Orega, providing him with troops and information.

"The Orega I know would never do such a dark and evil thing. All my people are rational and wise, with a clear eye for fire and clear understanding of everything."

Opposite Orega was wearing a blue robe, and the ends of the severed nerve bundles were tied together with metal hoops like all the Sagulath protoss. In addition, Orega's appearance is completely different from the devout and intellectual Alessa Protoss apprentice in Zeratul's heart.

His glowing golden eyes had turned a vivid red, and the void energy surging within him was filled with rage and hatred.

The Alysaar tribe is a branch within the Sagulas Protoss. They are all scholars and can be regarded as the guardians of the Great Library. This tribe is responsible for guarding the temple where the protoss of Sagurath preserve knowledge, preserving history and preventing the sealed dark and forbidden knowledge from being abused by those who want to.

In order to achieve his revenge, Orega has been confirmed to have secretly read the forbidden knowledge in the Temple of Knowledge, thus becoming more powerful and paranoid.

"Zeratu, I only do what I think is the right thing." Orega took two steps back, and a blood-red illusion of distorted space appeared behind him.

"I have been the keeper of knowledge and wisdom for centuries, and I believe that is my duty, and that everything I do benefits my people."

"I used to think so too. Until I killed my defenseless compatriots in Aiur," Zeratul said.

"Everything that happened in the past, the El Protoss' persecution of us will never be easily forgotten." Orega's depravity has deepened, and the influence of darkness on him is clearly visible. To a race as perceptive as the Protoss, his hatred, his pain and hatred are as clear as light in the night.

"Some hatred has to be settled."

"The Aiur protoss expelled our ancestors from their homeland, and now they come to Sagulath to seek refuge? When the ancestors wandered desperately in the cold and dark deep space, no one accepted them." He spoke At that moment, even the wind around him was rendered black and red by the overflowing void energy.

"The eldest son of God, the Templars, are nothing but a group of hypocritical and despicable thugs."

"It was the decision of the matriarch Rashagal to allow the compatriots of Aiur to come to Sagulas to establish a temporary shelter. She was a witness to that tragic exile, but now she has chosen to forgive." Zeratul persuaded Ole Jia Huitou no longer had any hope, but he still tried to find some trace of the noble star spirit in the other party.

"It's just that the matriarch treats each other with kindness. Don't the El Protoss know what embarrassment is?" Orega was suddenly angered by this sentence, but the object of his resentment was not Zeratul.

"As a result, they came like this. They built glittering cities on our sacred land, arbitrarily mined precious minerals and built fleets. The culture brought by the El Protoss is impacting the precious traditions of our race. Now the younger generation The Dark Templar knights actually admire that flashy art and arty art." He said:

"Can the soft and artificial sword swing of the Templar be called swordsmanship?"

"Culture shock is relative. Dark Templar and Templar are learning from each other, and there are countless Templars who are learning the culture of Shadowrun." Zeratul said:

"The damage caused by mining minerals has had an irreversible impact on Sagulas, and the Light and Shadow Council is also urgently discussing how to adjust."

"The Parliament of Light and Shadow? They are just puppets of the Templars." Orega said bitterly: "They elected someone from our clan as the Archbishop just as a temporary measure to eventually annex our clan. Now that Rashagar has become the Archbishop, She can no longer favor Nerazim."

"What a good plan."

"Trust the judgment of the matriarch," Zeratul said.

"She has become old, weak, and dim." In the past, Orega still respected the matriarch Raza Gal, but now this respect has completely turned into contempt.

"The number of El Protoss is far greater than ours. This is just inviting the wolf into the house. And Rashagal agreed happily. He betrayed the Nerazim Protoss!"

"The entire Sagulath and Nerazim are united under the majesty of Rashagal, how could she betray?" Zeratul couldn't bear Orega's slander of the matriarch.

"No matter how great the Star Spirit is, he will make mistakes." Orega took a step back again and stepped into the shadows, and his figure quickly disappeared.

The voices came from all directions, like ghostly whispers.

In the churning black mist, Orega, holding a curved light warblade, appeared behind Zeratul and swung a sharp blow. Zeratul was also a master of superb skills. He just turned around and blocked Orega's Warblade of Light with a flick of his blade.

"Zeratu - why are you so stubborn?" Orega immediately launched a more fierce attack, wielding the curved light war blade with a momentum that seemed to be able to split rivers and mountains.

"What benefits have the Templars given you? Just because they agree with the path of the Dark Templar, you are eager to please them. You know very well that if the two races merge, the Nerazim protoss will no longer be the Nerazim. Razim.”

"You are the one who is obsessed with it. Hatred breeds hatred for generations." Even though he was injured, Zeratul did not lose in the battle with Orega.

"It's useless to say more." Orega pulled back the distance from Zeratul in a flash of time.

At this time, many Dark Templar warriors with the same attire as Orega appeared around Zeratul, about thirty people in total. The hydralisk skull ornaments on their bodies and the symbols on their robes signify that they are followers of Orega, the Fists of Orega.

"You lost your mind during the chase and have fallen into my trap. There is no way out." Orega chuckled: "Otherwise, why do you think I would come to see you alone."

"Surrender, Zeratul."

"Really?" This seemed to be expected by Zeratul. He just stared at Orega's eyes that hated everything.

"Humility is a virtue of the Dark Templar, and you have forgotten the teachings of Arden when you abandoned it. Never overestimate yourself and underestimate your enemies. If I could go back in time, I wish this had never happened."

More Dark Templar warriors appeared behind the surprised Orega Fist, as many as hundreds of them, and they were all elite Shadow Guards and Matriarch guards. Orega fell into his own trap for Zeratul, but that was also part of the latter's plan.

Only these select Dark Templar masters can follow the mark left by Zeratul and quietly approach Orega and his Fist of Orega without being noticed.

"Orega! You have no way to retreat, just wait for death." Vorazun, the daughter of the matriarch Rashagal, is the leader of these dark templar warriors.

"You will be judged for the numerous crimes you have committed!"

"Vorazun? Since you are here, then who should protect the clan leader." Zeratul just left a message to his people, but he did not expect that it would be Vorazun who led the team.

Although the Dark Priests of the Nerazim Protoss are now leading the Dark Templars of Saguras to resist the invasion of the swarm, only Vorazun of the younger generation can lead such an army. The elite power of a matriarch.

"Mother ordered me to come to your aid," Vorazun said.

"You are no longer the child who obeyed your mother's orders. You do whatever the patriarch says?" Zeratul couldn't help but teach Vorazun as an elder.

Marshal Augustus of the Human Revolutionary Army had warned the Sagulas Protoss in the past that he suspected that there was a power in the dark that was threatening the safety of the matriarch Rashagal. However, the protoss did not believe that anyone could assassinate the supreme leader Rashagal in the temple of the master assassins.

Augustus, even though he may be the only human respected by the protoss, is still only a human. Only Zeratul and Tassadar believed in Augustus' advice.

Even Rashagal thinks that such strict protection is unnecessary. She was the leader and protector of her people a long time ago - even though her age is too old for a long-lived race like the Protoss.

"I" Vorazun was speechless.

"Zeratu, don't think you've won!"

At this time, Orega, who was already in dire straits, did not show any signs of panic. On the contrary, he laughed loudly.

In the twilight when Zeratul and Vorazun were shocked, violent void energy and curling tendrils of darkness suddenly appeared and wrapped around Orega and the three dark templars around him.

In an instant, the Dark Templar warriors, including Zeratul, had an inexplicable desire to immediately blend with another Dark Templar soul and merge into one. This desire originated from the protoss' innate pursuit of knowledge and could not be resisted. .

A dark, twisted void appeared where Orega had been, and substantial tendrils of shadow and darkness spread across the surface and sky, swallowing up what little twilight there was and everything else.

The overflowing void energy brought drastic changes in the weather, and large dark clouds and thunder and lightning formed in the sky. Suddenly, there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and heavy rain poured down.

An incomparable dark void appeared, which seemed to be the embodiment of darkness. Only the scarlet thunder can outline the sculptured and distinct circular outline, and the terrifying psychic pulse destroys everything around it like the radiation of a neutron star.

"How is this possible? The Dark Archon is a forbidden power. The knowledge that merged into the Dark Archon has long been sealed and forgotten... Orega, the wisdom guardians of Alessa are shamed because of you." Zeratul Leading Vorazun and other Dark Templar warriors, they quickly retreated.

What really frightened Zeratul was that there was only one precedent for this group of two Dark Templar warriors to merge into a Dark Archon, and Orega was four in one.

"Endless torture!"

The two crimson flames ignited in the center of the terrifying darkness announced the birth of a legendary dark archon. Black burn marks spread under his feet, the ground collapsed, and the molten liquid sand boiled at high temperatures.

"You will be us."

"The darkness that will eventually consume everything."

"Wrath! Devour! Annihilate! Burn!"

At the moment when the Dark Archon Orega was born, the unstoppable shadow spread like the darkness that comes when the sun retreats. The closest Dark Templar of the Fists of Orega roared in agony, scarlet light streaming from their burning eyes.

"I am the darkness!"

Tamateros, the matriarch's chamber.

Prince of Blades Tosh was squeezing the slender neck of the matriarch Rashagal, imagining it snapping off. Tosh was in a state of invisibility, so to the outside world it looked like Rashagar was desperately grabbing her neck.

For Tosh, a former human psyker, learning to become invisible was no problem as long as he caught a ghost agent studying his equipment.

Protoss do not need to use a trachea to breathe, and it would be extremely foolish to attempt to suffocate them. However, Tosh did not want to take his life, he just wanted to use Raszagal as a threat to make the Dark Templar do his bidding.

With the power of the Dark Templar, Tosh would soon be able to eliminate the Overmind. As for whether the Al and Sagulas protoss in Durham would have differences over the issue of rescuing the matriarch, that was beyond his control.

Thinking of this, Tosh couldn't help but feel grateful to the Dark Templar named Orega - even though they were just using each other.

dominate.

It won't be long before I, the Prince of Blades, return to Char! Take back my swarm!

Orega was only a four-in-one at first, and it was later that he became a seven-in-one.