StarCraft: Tyranid Empire

For a moment, Augustus thought that Aemon was choked by Tychus, but the next moment the dark god continued to say in his unique willful and condescending tone: "The stars are happy to Their fate, protoss and zerg, has succumbed."

"Humans, I will also give you relief!"

The God of Darkness is not here to quarrel with mere humans. It would be embarrassing to look at these defective products even if he loses his status. He looked down on even the protoss, let alone humans.

With Amon's cold words, the temperature in the bridge seemed to have dropped a bit. After the initial darkness subsided, the brick-like system terminals surrounding Augustus completely darkened, and all the lights were replaced by a strange red light.

Dozens of seconds ago, the electronic equipment on the bridge of the White Star had been paralyzed. The doors leading to the deck and other cabins could not be awakened, and the air was filled with the smell of ozone. During this time, the guards outside were frantically storming every door, causing even greater panic.

Everyone was nervous, including the Royal Guardsmen standing next to Augustus. No one knew what kind of power the fallen gods of the protoss had. If Amon can even summon void fragments to erode and distort the landscape of a planet, then he cannot be regarded as an ordinary creature at all.

To say that he was not afraid at all, Augustus was not like that either.

His intuition told him that his situation was very dangerous now. Since Eamon was able to invade this battleship, he could probably kill anyone inside at any time. Although Eamonn has never done this, it cannot prove that he has such ability.

However, Augustus was not flustered, and he glared at Eamon with unprecedented anger. In this case, he was calmer than usual.

Let’s wait and see what else Eamon wants to say.

"Your pain is endless, and it's all meaningless." Eamon's flaming scarlet eyes burned uncontrollably, forming a chilling and illusory face.

At this moment, Augustus' eyes suddenly changed, as if he was in an area outside the White Star.

"Look." Eamon's voice sounded in Augustus's mind.

Immediately, Augustus witnessed with his own eyes a huge fleet that was breaking away from the state of transition. Countless shining bright spots appeared from the dark deep space. The space-time disturbance about three thousand miles wide even distorted the brilliance of half of the starry sky.

Golden Fleet!

Judging from this, the enemy's number of capital ships alone is ten times theirs, not to mention others.

Amon once split the golden fleet into several sub-fleets and ordered them to attack the worlds of Duram protoss and humans at the same time. If these battleships are still only part of the golden fleet, then when they all arrive, the already difficult battle situation will further deteriorate.

In the end, they will be defeated.

As the scene changed, Augustus saw hundreds of brood worlds, above which hundreds of millions of squirming eggs were growing vigorously in the warm cavity of the hatchery. From springtails hatching in pairs to king beasts that can shake mountains when they walk, the number of insect swarms is growing explosively.

On the other side, countless ferocious void creatures are entering the real world, and their huge numbers bring a sense of oppression that is no less than that of a swarm of insects.

Even Augustus felt his scalp numb when he saw this scene. What kind of fearless person could think that he could defeat such an enemy?

Everything in front of me comes and goes quickly.

Soon, Augustus noticed that he was back on the bridge of the White Star, and he was already surrounded by fully armed Royal Guards and Marines.

"It's too late, you have failed."

Seeing that Augustus was silent, Eamonn seemed quite satisfied with the effect of this move.

Well, you are already sweating profusely, Augustus.

You have no idea how reckless and stupid you are.

"Who do you think you want to scare?" Augustus smiled instead.

He waved his hand to stop the soldiers who wanted to shoot at Emon's illusory image, showing a determined expression: "Emon, the person standing in front of you is Emperor Augustus Mengsk I, remember this name. , because you will hate and fear it more than anyone else in the future. Spend all your time cursing me, you won't live long."

"Eamon, you are not a human god."

"No matter how powerful you are, no matter whether you have created protoss or zerg. In my eyes, even if you are the master of this world, you are just a ridiculous void worm."

"You are crazy and want the whole world to be buried with you."

"That's good. I think what I want to kill is just a murderous psychopath and paranoid maniac."

"Good boy." Tychus smacked his lips upon hearing this: "You are crazier than me."

If it had been Tychus, he would have peed on the top of Eamon's head, complaining that the latrine was too smelly to poop in.

Eamonn?

Eamon is a piece of shit!

Unless this god can really make money.

Now all the lights in the bridge have been extinguished, and for a moment, except for the sound of heavy breathing, there is silence.

Eamon on the other side was really shocked.

The Protoss' feelings for him were extremely complicated, but they didn't expect humans to ignore him at all! This group of bipedal upright apes popping out from nowhere is short-lived and fragile. Even if there are no external enemies, their civilization and society are chaotic enough.

Of course, Eamon's suspicion soon turned into ridicule. He obviously thought that this human must be crazy, and only mentally disordered creatures dared to challenge the gods.

This is a joke.

The God of Darkness doesn't care about a race or a civilization at all, let alone a dynasty or an emperor. Anyone who has seen the endless reincarnation of the universe will feel that these are not worth mentioning at all.

The ignorant are fearless.

"All things will eventually perish, including humans." Eamon was not angry about this. He even became interested in this ignorant and arrogant creature for the first time.

"You cannot defy your destiny."

Eamon never talks to people or responds, but this time is different.

"You have rejected the salvation I offered you time and time again." He finally said, "Since you are so thirsty for torture, I will grant it to you."

"We will not succumb to you!" Augustus's momentum was not inferior to that of the so-called gods: "The power of our survival was not given by you, and you can't even think of taking it away."

In fact, Augustus knew even better than Aemon what kind of enemies he would face, what challenges the empire would face, and what sacrifices his warriors would have to make.

Augustus couldn't help but think why Eamon had to come and say such a thing.

Eamonn does like to scare people with harsh words, and he is really capable of doing this kind of thing, but there is always a reason and a purpose.

I am afraid that even a arrogant guy like Eamon thinks that Augustus can really threaten the evil god he is gestating this time and prevent his rebirth.

Of course, even if humans, zerg, and protoss were all added together, they would only have a slight chance of winning. Amonshe clearly underestimated humanity, but so far he still seems to believe that he still has a chance to win.

For Eamon, everyone's life and death are not worth mentioning. If these ants fight him to the death, they will be blinded by chickens. In other words, he was afraid, afraid that the body of the evil god would be desperately destroyed by these inferior races.

But no matter what, Augustus's tactic is all in. Whether Eamon wants to take it or not, he will definitely have to take this iron fist.

"Eamon, you will be afraid of mankind!" Augustus shouted towards Eamon: "This battle will last until death!"

In the bridge, almost everyone showed tragic expressions, some shed tears, but the expressions on their faces were extremely angry. At this time, even Tychus's expression became solemn.

Wars have been going on for years, and it is common for soldiers serving on edge planets to be unable to return home for three to five years. And over the years, no one who has served in a war zone has lost his comrades and brothers.

When Amon ordered the Golden Fleet and the Zerg Swarm to destroy the Tyranid Empire's colony in the Koprulu sector, hundreds of Imperial planets were burned into glass, and hundreds of millions of people were reduced to ashes. On the contrary, the newly opened Sigma Sector Colony did not become the first target because of its short history and sparsely populated area.

This is a blood feud.

Amon may have had his own tribe before he was promoted to Xel'Naga, but that must have been a long, long time ago.

After a brief silence, the equipment lights came back on and the darkness quickly dissipated, announcing Eamon's departure. Suddenly, the bridge became busy and chaotic again.

When the bridge was powered off, the navigation system was completely interrupted, and the artificial intelligence was unable to take over control of the battleship for autonomous driving. When the White Star's bridge crew regained control of the ship, they realized she was too close to the ground and were now frantically trying to gain altitude.

Fortunately, the officers on the flagship bridge are all outstanding, and some are transferred from legendary battleships with outstanding achievements.

And soon, the screens on the bridge lit up again, with various graphics and numbers outlining the complex appearance from the universe to the ground. In an instant, battle reports that had not been received before came pouring in. The officers in front of the terminal were sweating profusely. No less than twenty captains were asking about the status of the flagship White Star at the same time. Some battleships even sent out fighter plane.

Augustus immediately entered the main channel and told them that he was safe and sound.

At the same time, Augustus noticed that the White Star had almost reached the top of the Xel'Naga Temple. Below were the towering pillars. Each pillar was astonishingly majestic, with beautiful geometry outlined on it. The lines stood firm amidst the surge of scarlet energy.

Just as Augustus had seen in the Ascension Temple of Urna before, countless beautifully carved stone statues, sarcophagi, obelisks and void crystals were suspended above the temple, surrounded by countless ferocious black iron ropes. Below, Augustus could even see a large amount of tissue remaining from the master's corpse.

The sky was covered in blood light, and here the sun was just a dim speck, and every flash of orbital weapon bombardment shone incomparably. Even so, neither side has used weapons that can destroy the entire planet. Otherwise, within a few minutes, Al's atmosphere will be completely stripped away and completely transformed into a dead star.

Thinking of the huge number of stars required to create a hybrid and neutralize the master's flesh and blood, even Augustus felt his hands and feet feel cold.

"You are too polite to speak to this devil." At this time, Tychus said to Augustus.

"You deal with him next time," Augustus said.

"There will be a chance." Tychus said that he was ready.

"What happened just now, I almost thought you were controlled by him." Tychus looked at Augustus: "I have to test you, what is the most embarrassing thing you have ever done in your life?"

"You have been living too comfortably during this period." Augustus paused and said, "He let me see his huge army."

"It's not good. It seems that the golden fleet has begun to arrive in Ayr. Our trouble is not that big."

"There are enough troubles." Tychus spread his hands indifferently.

"Is he here to persuade you to surrender?" Tychus pondered: "It doesn't seem like it."

"If this doesn't bring any benefits, won't your surrender be in vain?"

Eamon didn't even bother to grant human beings the qualification to "ascend" like Tal'darin did. Of course, human beings are not stupid.

"Speak harshly before the war." Augustus shook his head and said without even looking at Tychus: "If he thinks this can delay the final completion of the evil god's body, he is totally wrong."

"Do you think Eamon is showing cowardice?"

There is something to say. "With the expression on Tychus's face, his knife-like strips of flesh looked even more ferocious:

"Kill him while he's sick."

"Perhaps." Augustus thought for a moment and replied, "But remember, our advantage is that Amon will never think that these races that he looks down upon can defeat him."

"But if the evil god's body is really completed, he won't go to all the trouble to tell us this nonsense." He said to Tychus: "The more the enemy is afraid of, I will do it."

"He has such a big heart." Tychus was speechless: "I didn't think this method was useful twenty years ago."

"I knew this earlier than you did," said Augustus.

"You were still a child at that time." Tychus looked at Augustus suspiciously: "I guess you were still learning to arrange flowers in bottles at that time."

Augustus recalled for a moment and said: "Perming your hair, racing, and fighting."

"It's cool." Tychus wanted to say something, but he felt that he might die today if he said it.

"Alert, a large number of explosive mosquitoes and spore clusters are coming, as well as a large number of hybrids and void creatures, the number exceeds 100,000." said an officer at the sensor console.

"I'm afraid we have to attack from the ground." Augustus said: "Adjutant, summon my guards."

"I guess someone must be looking for me now, Tychus. Your Odin is ready. It's on the weapons platform on the landing deck." Swann's image appeared on the screen on the other side.

"Wow. Let the big guys go on a killing spree." (End of Chapter)