StarCraft: Tyranid Empire

After entering the Temple of Urna, the Durham troops led by Artanis took the lead. There were two to three hundred people in the troops, half of which were Templars and Dark Templars.

Following behind were Augustus' elite Royal Guards, including two additional Field Response Theta corpsmen and the Bulwark Company of Goliath droids.

The Purifier Legion soldiers, personally commanded by the Coralion intelligent personality carrier, were at the back of the team. They were more numerous, with about a thousand mechanical warriors and large mechas.

The Coralion executive promised Augustus that he would bring in more elite warriors.

"Keep a distance from each other, be vigilant, and move forward!" Renault was walking in front wearing a commander's power armor with a Heavenly Demon paint job, with a Colt revolver hanging on his waist, and the magazine was filled with lethality. Amazing hollow bullets, and Augustus behind him was also in similar attire.

Under Renault's order, a company of Royal Guards quickly ran past him, followed closely by medics holding red cross shoulder shields.

The place where they were standing was several thousand yards away from the open door of Urna Temple, but this long corridor still didn't seem to end.

The road here is very wide, and the ceiling is probably several hundred feet above the ground, which is enough for the Odin mecha to easily display its fists and kicks inside. The vertical walls on both sides are clearly outlined with lifelike sculptures and murals, vividly representing the universe and stars. Spiral patterns and sparkling emerald crystals can be seen everywhere on the road, which is spectacular and charming.

There are thousands of such corridors in the Temple of Urna, connecting countless spectacular staircases and doorways.

"How weird."

Tychus muttered and his eyes kept turning, but he still couldn't figure out what this Urna was. But if he was here to dig up some alien artifact or something like that, he was familiar with it.

"The ground seems alive. I don't like this feeling."

The rock floor in the Urna Temple is extremely hard, yet as flexible as a sponge. Even if you run around with alloy boots, you won't make much sound.

"We have seen similar things in the Xel'Naga Temple in the Koprulu Sector, but they feel different." Augustus was standing in front of a huge statue, wondering what might be hidden in it. .

This statue is deeply embedded in the wall on the right. Its carvings and details are magnificent and meticulous, as if they were ancient ghosts and gods. There is a statue like this standing every other section in this corridor, like the mummy warriors guarding the Pharaoh's coffin in the pyramid tomb.

Augustus tried to find traces of Aemon's corruption on the statue, but found nothing.

"Zeratul, have you seen it?" he asked Zeratul.

"No." Zeratul admitted: "I guess that the Xel'Naga built Urna together and divided their labor to perfect every detail of it. This is a manifestation of their different views on art and aesthetics."

"Your Majesty, an exit has been found ahead." At this time, the voice of Royal Guard Captain Virgil Caine came from Augustus's command channel: "The Durham Protoss has entered."

"Keep moving forward, keep the communication open." Augustus withdrew his gaze from the statue in front of him, raised his legs, and the power armor servo transmission device immediately began to operate. He hadn't worn this armor for a while, but it was still very handy when it came to use.

As he said this, Augustus deliberately slowed down his pace until the Purifier executive officer Colorarion followed him.

The intelligent personality carrier of Colorarian is a mechanical fanatic who is taller than ordinary legionnaires of the Purifiers. He wears a white executive ceremonial armor as dazzling as the sun, and carries a solar halo like a corona. It can be seen at this time that the art style of the ancient Purifier's armor is different from that of Talandar next to him. The edges and corners are sharper and more oppressive.

Because they were active so long ago, the Purifier Protoss still use technology that has been abandoned by the Protoss Empire. Generally speaking, these technologies are meant to be more powerful and more dangerous.

Behind Colorarion, the soldiers of the Purifier Legion marched forward like a wall and a forest with strict steps and an unstoppable momentum. Each legionnaire is equipped with the intelligent personality of an ancient Templar, as if their noble and great heroic spirit has returned to the battlefield after thousands of years.

"We protoss have many ways to survive disasters, but only the purifiers will last forever." As if reading Augustus's inner thoughts, Colorarion said to him: "Whenever we need these great When warriors join the battle, they access their dormant personalities within the Council of Purifiers."

The Purifiers still regard themselves as protoss and as templars, otherwise they would not take Tassadar's feelings into account.

"Executor, thank you for your support." Augustus walked with Kollarion, followed closely by Zeratul and Raynor. Only Tychus looked at the Purifier Legion soldiers of Kollarion suspiciously.

Tychus has always disliked the protoss, let alone the mechanical protoss, and of course no one here would care about his opinion.

His emperor is really good at making friends. He can make friends with ordinary protoss like this, even the mechanical ones.

"Seeing you again, Augustus Mengsk, your words still make me feel like a breath of fresh air." The Purifier Talandar greeted Augustus and others enthusiastically as soon as he came up: "Zelato, Mr. My friend, it makes me so happy to see you."

"My good friend James Reno!" He stepped forward to hug Reno, but accidentally lifted him up, making both parties very embarrassed.

Tarandar is more "humane" than the ancient Purifiers, but that may also be because the ancient Purifiers lacked trust in the outside world and rarely communicated with other people.

Strictly speaking, the purifier protoss can be divided into three factions, the ancient purifiers, the Gratian purifiers and the artificial intelligence machines that lack independent personality.

The Purifiers of Glacius come from the Purifier Project after the Protoss Empire restarted, and this group of Purifiers call themselves the Sons of Glacius. Phoenix was not the only one who had been ordered by the Supreme Council to go to Gracius to record his personality, but many of his personalities had never been awakened.

As for the third category, they are mass-produced mechanical warriors. Although they do not have independent personalities, the level of artificial intelligence simulation they have reached is still jaw-dropping.

Waiting until Coralion, Augustus continued to move forward under the protection of the Royal Guards and Purifier warriors. They walked along a wide staircase and passed through an elegant giant arch, and their eyes suddenly opened up.

It is not so much a huge grotto as it is a foyer and atrium where giants live.

Stacked geometric columns support the majestic dome, which is filled with stunning scroll carvings and artistic hieroglyphs. The ancient walls are dotted with clusters of sparkling blue crystals. Just like an art exhibition hall, the large-sized obelisks, statues, shrines, altars and magnificent murals carved on the walls of the dome indisputably show the splendor of Xel'Naga's era.

The only problem is that Xel'Naga may not have considered the issue of daylighting and lighting when building this place, so it is quite dark inside and can only use crystals on the ground as the light source.

It is also possible that this place used to be bright and transparent, but since ancient times, the Xel'Naga gods fought a brutal battle in Urna, and the sky has been darkened, and it has lost its former glory.

Artanis and his Durham protoss troops were exploring not far ahead, using the crackling psychic blades in their hands to illuminate as they walked.

"My mother." Tychus opened his helmet visor and looked around with wide eyes.

"It looks like this is just one of the halls." Augustus turned on the searchlight on the power armor: "Urna is like a planet. I can't imagine how big it is inside."

"There is a temple ahead, Artanis and the others are on that side." Renault pointed to the front: "Let's go take a look too."

"Let's go and have a look." Augustus had Renault Tekes on his side, as well as the guardians of Coralion and Talandar, and the elite royal guards guarding the surroundings. Naturally, he was not afraid.

Walking in this hall, all you can see are grand ceremonial buildings, showing majesty.

Accompanied by a group of purifiers and heroes of the Terran Empire, Augustus came to the temple in the hall and climbed up the stairs.

This temple is not big, but it is magnificently built. There is a long scroll carved under the ornately carved frieze and in the canopy shrine. The psychic blades of the Templars and Dark Templars illuminate the vast murals carved on them like bonfires in the darkness.

"The prophecy of Xel'Naga." Zeratul walked in front and looked at these murals: "One prophecy is connected to another prophecy. This is fate."

"It's quite stylish," Tychus complained.

"Tychus, they should erect a statue of you here," said Augustus.

"There is a prophecy here - it's about Zeratul." At this time, Artanis' adjutant, Executor Thelandis, shouted, attracting everyone's attention.

Selendis was standing in front of the first mural, interpreting the meaning of this carving. Her inner language revealed her unspeakable surprise and horror:

"Zeratul will be slain here."

"Here...in Urna?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard the sound, and Augustus quickly led people over.

"Is this you? Zeratul." Looking at the scene depicted on the mural, Reno's pupils dilated slightly: "Is this a prophecy?"

Augustus looked over and saw that the murals were very vague and quite different from the exquisite and famous Golden Curve of Xel'Naga. He couldn't see the reason anyway, but he could also recognize the scene depicted on it——

Artanis held Zeratul, whose soul had returned to the void, in his arms, bowing his head and saying nothing.

"Selandis!" Artanis heard this and hurried over: "Who killed Zeratul?"

"This is not true." Selendis looked at Artanis. No words were needed. The sadness in Kara had already proven everything.

"This" Artanis looked at the mural, turned to look at his executive robe, looked at the mural again, and finally shouted in shock: "Is it me?"

"Did I kill Zeratul myself?"

"Why?"

"No! This is impossible!"

As Artanis spoke, he stepped back in extreme shock, staring at his hands in disbelief and despair, as if they were stained with Zeratul's blood. The xel'naga, Urna, and the prophecies are all of great significance to the protoss, so what they saw touched them much more than it did to humans.

After all, despite the fact that Augustus and Reynold were kind-hearted people on the surface, they were actually ruthless people who said they wanted to fight with the gods as a matter of course.

"." Zeratul was stunned for a moment when he saw it, and then suddenly realized: "If this is my fate."

You can't tell much just by looking at this mural, but for the protoss who have studied the Xel'Naga prophecy in depth, it still has other interpretations.

Zeratul's final fate in the prophecy seemed to have been determined, and it was none other than Artanis who killed him.

His life will be ended by Artanis himself.

But no one knows what happened before that, and what they experienced.

Zeratul looked at the other murals and muttered to himself: "The hybrid is coming, the stars are dimming, and endless darkness will eventually come."

"Zeratu, this is definitely not your fate, and it should never be yours." Augustus didn't know what Zeratul understood.

"Yeah, why would Artanis do anything to Zeratul? They are so good." Raynor wanted to say that they were good brothers, but for some reason he couldn't go on.

Only good brother Tychus looked at it for a long time, feeling that he seemed to understand something, and silently stopped Zeratul behind him.

"Does this mean that the Duram protoss may split?" Selendis gave her own interpretation. Anyway, she couldn't imagine the day when Artanis and Zeratul would meet with swords.

Zeratul and Artanis' mentor Tassadar were as close as brothers, and the relationship between the three of them was quite good.

Hearing what Selendis said, the Templars and Dark Templars under Artanis looked at each other with something wrong.

"I never believe this is true. Stop saying it, Selendis." Artanis turned to look at the soldiers under his command:

"Eamonn must be causing trouble!"

Selendis, do you speak regardless of the occasion?

"Artanis is right." Augustus reassured everyone with a firm voice: "Perhaps Amon asked the hybrid to be carved as a mockery."

In the original timeline, when Artanis came to Urna and saw this mural, Kara had already been corrupted by Aemon, and Zeratul also paid for Aiur to cut off his nerve bundles and cut off his connection with Kara. life.

But now, this has not happened yet.

All the prophecies in Urna have indeed come true, but upon closer inspection, it can be found that whether it is the death of Zeratul or the destruction of Sagulath, the events described in it were all secretly intervened by Amon.

Well, according to Amon's urine, the axemen lying in ambush on both sides are ready to jump out and take Zeratul's life to "confirm" the prophecy.

Eamon predicted all this and then fulfilled it himself.

"Isn't it just a painting?" Tychus exclaimed, not taking it seriously: "What's the big deal? I don't believe they are really that powerful. Otherwise, I will immediately switch to Xel'Naga and ask him to help me pay it off. Owe money to the strip club.”

Tychus is an honest man, and he always remembers to pay back his debts, unless he "forgot".

As he spoke, he seemed to feel that the presence of Tychus had desecrated this place, and earth-shaking roars sounded in the Urna Temple.

Twisted monsters roared like snakes and scorpions in the shadows of the porch.

Everyone who has seen this must have noticed that all the names of people, places, and military units that I gave English annotations are characters in StarCraft, regardless of whether they come from short stories, comics, game maps, etc. I basically have nothing original.

PS: I couldn’t make it through last night, so I sent it——

My elder's birthday is tomorrow, so I went to bed early today. I'll update it tomorrow night.

It’s the same as before, ask yourself what I have adjusted.