StarCraft: Tyranid Empire

"I don't know much about battleships, but a super battleship dozens of miles long and made of countless tons of steel and boulders is parked lightly above Augustgrad, as light as a feather and can fly to any of us. Where it wants to go may be far from simple as we imagine.”

Augustus showed a slightly moved expression. He didn't behave like him and seemed hesitant: "Put the Xel'Naga world ship in Augustgrad. She will be a building even more magnificent than the palace." .The Protoss Empire could use a city-sized launcher to send the Spear of Adon out of Aiur's gravity wells, but we don't."

In the end, Augustus still did not name the battleship, calling her Prometheus or Korhal's Will. Now it seems that just the name of World Ship is enough to shock people, and there is no other such World Ship in this world.

"Oh - my emperor, there won't be any problems. Before the birth of the stars that are now old, the Xel'Naga were traveling around the universe on their world ships." Narud chuckled. Smiling: "When they decided which planet to land on, countless ships landed in the atmosphere like palaces. It was simply a miracle."

"Please believe that all worries are unnecessary."

In front of the emperor, Narud looked proud, wearing the black dress like a proud Blackxis penguin. Rather than being a scientist, Narud is more in line with people's perceptions of diplomats and politicians. He is good at talking with people, proficient in etiquette, speaks elegantly, and can attract the attention of others with every word and action he says.

"If there are ten world ships, then the Terran Empire can rule the world." Narud said eloquently: "I guarantee you, even if there is only such a one, you can rule one-tenth of this world."

Augustus smiled and shook his head, indicating that he was not interested in ruling the world: "I think the requirements can be lowered a bit, as long as we can maintain our existing territory."

For now, Narud's words can be heard in reverse. He thinks he is fooling everyone else and is complacent about his outstanding performance.

Narud is an evil Xel'Naga shapeshifter. He has had countless faces in his long life. In order to achieve his goal, he always appears in different images, but what he does is exactly the same - to steal trust, Inciting war and ultimately betrayal without hesitation.

Backstabbing his former masters who once trusted him so much, and seeing their expressions of awakening and regret, it was hard to tell whether Narud would be happy about it.

Perhaps Narud was waiting for the moment when he betrayed Augustus, who would show an extremely painful expression. That's right, the smarter and better people are at controlling people's hearts, the harder it is for them to accept the fact that they think they plan everything and control everything, but in the end they are the ones who get tricked.

"Okay, I will consider it." Augustus' attitude softened a little, and then asked: "Emil, now the empire does have a world ship, but can our crews give full play to the capabilities of this battleship?" Total performance.”

There are currently about 20,000 crew members on this Xel'Naga world ship, and most of them are imperial soldiers sent by Renault. This crew already exceeds all the main battleships in the empire, but it may not be enough for a battleship of this level.

It may not take many people to drive a world ship, but if you want to use her to start and win a war, it will be different.

Of course, this is just an introduction. What Augustus really cares about is who is in the hands of this ship now, the Tyran Empire or the Narud?

If that person is Narud, then the answer to this question is already written on the surface.

Narud worked so hard to build this world ship not to increase the strength of the Tyranid Empire to resist Amon. When he came to the palace, his proud posture was like a rooster that had just laid eggs, thinking that he had become the master of the world.

This time Narud came with the cannon, and he also wanted to persuade Augustus to willingly put his head into the barrel and light the fuse himself.

He knows the art of satire.

"Of course this is not a problem." Narud could understand Augustus' concerns. The latter did not agree to implement the plan to build a large-scale hybrid manufacturing factory in the empire precisely because he was worried that he would not be able to fully control the hybrid.

Augustus neither refused directly nor agreed. Those who were good at figuring out the king's will knew that he planned to think about it again. After all, he is the emperor and the one who can ultimately decide everything.

Well, Narud was in no rush. Amon's rebirth in the real universe is coming soon, and Augustus and Artanis should be anxious, not him.

Narud could understand that from the standpoint of a king of a country, there were too many things to worry about, and it was inevitable that he would look forward and backward. But if Augustus was not prepared to accept Narud's suggestion from the beginning, then why did he summon him in the palace? It was not because he missed his old face.

"I have mentioned the training issues for the crew of the World Ship in the report submitted to the Admiralty and the Royal Palace. As long as the active operators are trained a little, it will be enough to make them competent for all the subsequent tasks." He continued : "More than half of the members of the Imperial Engineering Corps have participated in the repair work of the World Ship and know this battleship well. The captain and crew are all from Gorgon-class battlecruisers. They all admit that this job is better than before. It’s much easier.”

The Tyranid Empire originally had some Xel'Naga spaceships, most of which were obtained during Aiur's expedition.

Although the technology used by these Xel'Naga spaceships is incomprehensible and cannot be copied, it is not difficult to fly them with human intelligence as long as you know the operating procedures and methods of use.

"Haha." Augustus smiled, obviously extremely satisfied with Narud's guarantee.

Emil Narud, my dear friend, your guarantee is worthless.

"The world ship is a small world that can operate on its own. Inside is a different world, far more spectacular than what you can see on the Spear of Adun." Narud's damn competitive spirit prompted him to say the above. This passage: "Your Majesty, you really should go and see for yourself."

"I will definitely go." Augustus realized that there was no need for Narud to brag about the performance of the world ship. In fact, the shocking words coming out of Narud's mouth were not an exaggeration.

After the restoration of the Xel'Naga World Ship was completed, Augustus indeed never visited it once.

"So, Emil, do you think the world ship can compete with the Ark of the Protoss Empire?" He paused and asked Narud.

"In fact, I have no doubts about it." Narud smiled confidently, just like he always did in the past.

"There is something I must tell you. A dark ark has appeared, along with an entire fleet of corrupted arbiters!" Augustus had a stern expression on his face:

"Our protoss friends identified it as the Pride of Altaris, another of the three Ark ships of the Protoss Empire. After the civil war, the surviving Arbitrator class took away the last supporters of the traditional system to prevent it from being surrendered again. The blood of our compatriots.”

"They just ran away, and they said it so noblely." Tychus basically stood there and took a nap, but he just interrupted.

"You are right." Raynor and Tychus sang in unison: "If the Arbitrator was smart enough, he would not have lost both El and the Protoss Empire."

"By the way, if we lose both Korhal and the Tyranid Empire, we will definitely be crucified on the pillar of shame, smart gentlemen." Although Augustus only said in a joking tone But the others immediately shut up, like two chickens lying on their backs.

But Renault and Tychus didn't feel that Augustus was really angry. The former changed his position and continued to stand, while the latter started to light a cigarette.

"Two days ago, the Arbitrator fleet suddenly appeared and burned Planet Christmas and destroyed the Paralta satellite base." Kerrigan on the other side took over Augustus' words and said: "In When we received the news, they were already heading towards Zenn."

"Oh my god, this is really the most unfortunate news I have heard in this time." Of course, Narud knew about this, and he knew it much earlier than the empire.

He was so sad that he could hardly stop laughing.

The borders of the empire are raging with wars, and wars are happening everywhere. Even those marginal planets that have always been attacked are also involved. At the same time, many previously unsuspected enemies and friends also arrived.

As an important branch left after the old protoss empire fell apart, the Arbitrator fleet that left Aiur and went into exile among the stars was of course inevitably destined to be corrupted by Kara.

An unprecedented chaos and madness swept across Kara. The deeper the understanding of Kara, the deeper into the spiritual sea formed by countless thoughts, the deeper the damage will be.

The resistance to Eamon's will was extremely fierce, but it ended quickly, disappearing without a trace like a drop of water falling into water.

When the Arbitrator fleet appeared again, it had turned into a dark fleet that had fallen into madness.

The Arkship Pride of Otalis has completely changed its appearance. The previously bright and gorgeous golden-blue battleship armor has transformed into a dark and deep gray-blue. Large blocks of dark blue crystals condensed from void energy are like knives. They were displayed in array on both sides of the battleship's side, like rows of bayonets gleaming with cold light, like fangs eager to see blood. Such changes are not uncommon on the warships of other Arbitrator fleets.

It follows that the Arbitrator fleet may have fallen earlier and deeper than their Duram kin. They did find their god, just like the Tal'darim.

But no matter what, whether it is this fleet or Durham's golden fleet, they are burning the land of the Tyranids at this moment. If the Tal'darin death fleet coming from Slane was not blocked by Zulwen's primitive zerg swarm, they would definitely do the same thing.

No matter how things unfold, humans are always getting beat up.

"We knew this would happen." Augustus felt that if Narud was not a Xel'naga, then his most outstanding work would definitely be an actor: "Kara once saved the protoss, but now it has become shackles."

"What an irony. The Conclave led by the Arbiter also ordered the exile of those protoss who refused to join Kara, but they became the hope of saving the protoss," Kerrigan said.

Augustus continued: "Unfortunately, our protoss allies can't help us much. In addition to burning our planet, the corrupted protoss fleet is also burning theirs. The invasion is like wildfire in the Koprulu sector. As the epidemic spread, we had to fight on multiple fronts. The fronts were long and thin, and the troops on each defense line were stretched thin."

"In order to compete with Amon's Dark Ark, we have to send ours."

"It won't take too long for the Xel'Naga world ship to be ready for a war. It won't be easier than filling up the fuel tank of a car." Narud said confidently: "Just like me As I said, everything is ready.”

With his people on both sides, Narud could even spend some time arranging the script in advance, but he was not sure whether he would need to spend that kind of effort to act in front of Augustus.

Things are different now. Narud is no longer the lion in the circus who is responsible for performing the fire ring. He should throw the trainer into the animal pen and make him tap dance.

Narud has become increasingly tired of accompanying these humans to play boring emperor games. He is a Xel'naga and the guardian of Aurus, so why must he endure hardships on a daily basis?

Eamonn is a self-righteous guy, arrogant, and looks down on other species, and in this regard, Narud is no less generous.

"Emil, I know you are not a military expert, but you must know more about Xel'Naga than anyone else. If you were the fallen Xel'Naga Emon and wanted to take over the Koprulu sector now, what would you do? ?" Augustus asked Narud.

"Please forgive my ignorance, Your Majesty." Narud seemed not to have thought that Augustus would ask such a question. He was stunned by the question and his face turned red. In the end, he could only smile awkwardly:

"I have no idea."

He finally had to say reluctantly: "Of course, I will summon more power, the more the better."

"If Eamon's commanding ability is as good as yours, that would be great." Renault said sarcastically.

"." Narud spread his hands. He didn't know why an imperial general always went against him, a harmless little old man. He had long said that professional matters should be left to professionals. This is the right thing to do. way of doing.

Narud would never reveal Eamon's plans, if nothing else, but he was not a fool, an idiot.

"Okay." Augustus showed an expression of hopelessness: "It seems that I have to hold another military meeting with the people from the Empire's High Command. Even you can't help us in this regard, Ai. Mir.”

With that said, Augustus nodded towards Narud, indicating that he could go back now.

If Narud is ready to say nothing and no longer prepare to do anything for the Tyranids, then what is the use of Augustus keeping him.

Eamonn doesn't have long to live, and neither does Narud.

"I thought you were going to take action here." After Narudes calmly walked out of the throne room and walked far away in the wide avenue of the Hall of Mirrors, Renault whispered to Augustus.

"That's because you don't know how terrifying Narud's power is." Augustus looked at Renault and found an explanation that everyone could understand: "He is not a human, he is probably a powerful psychic creature. He represents Eamon worked hard, and maybe he received a gift as a matter of course."

"So he doesn't care about people," Tychus said.

"The explanation makes sense." Renault said: "You mean, since he is not a human being, there is no need to treat him as a human being."

"I didn't say that." Augustus realized that he was a little reluctant to attack Narud. It seemed like a better choice to tie him up and force him to reveal more secrets.

Augustus made an expression as if he was thinking hard, but still felt that Narud should be dealt with. He pondered for a while, then sat back on the throne that was much higher than the ground. Finally, he picked up a crystal cup on the tray next to him and threw it to the ground with satisfaction.

In an instant, the cup broke into pieces: "Do it!"

"Look, how beautiful this word is." Upon hearing that there was going to be a fight, Tychus's two blue eyes stood up.

"I don't understand why you have to throw this cup." Kerrigan looked at Augustus in shock: "This is a cup made of natural crystal, using Cassia crystal!"

(The Kassia crystals believe that the crystal can increase their population growth rate, but another theory is that the Kassia crystal also inhibits reproduction.)

"This is a predetermined code." Augustus stretched out his hands and pointed at the pile of broken glass with his two index fingers: "Life needs a sense of ritual, you know."

"You can read minds."

"I told you I don't understand!" Kerrigan said, akimbo.