StarCraft: Tyranid Empire
Chapter 771 Spear of Doom
All of a sudden, everything around Valerian began to explode.
Humans, Protoss, the Moebius hybrid and the void phantom he created all fought together, and the smoke and dust from the explosion rose into the sky like dry fingers, and the traces and remains of the war were all over the temple.
The flames washed over the walls of the temple again and again, and the boiling hissing sound when the energy weapons melted the metal sounded like a huge snake wailing in the flames. The air was heated countless times and became hot and rough like sandpaper that was constantly rubbed. The walls that were originally indestructible also groaned under the erosion of the void energy, blackened and bubbled like plastic sheets baked by fire, and finally collapsed uncontrollably.
Now, as long as Valerian raised his head, he could see the sky through the broken dome of the temple. The beam weapons of the Protoss fleet across the sky were dazzling like approaching stars, rotating and falling around the top of the celestial sphere, constantly burning the atmosphere, and finally falling on the other side of the planet.
The Dawu doctrine has become a thing of the past, and all weapons are thrown into the battlefield without reservation by the Protoss, used to create the most terrible killing and destruction in the history of this planet.
Many Protoss still believe that glassing a planet is the only way to remove the corruption of the void, just as they did when they dealt with the Zerg. If they are sure that everything is irreversible, then rather than becoming a medium for Amon to invade the real world, her best outcome is to be completely destroyed like Shakuras.
Rather than getting involved in a terrible, quagmire-like war of attrition, the Protoss prefer to wipe the battlefield directly from the map.
In the past ten years, the Protoss has lost more people than in the past thousand years combined. When the Doomsday War came, this ancient and proud race had to use banned restricted weapons. Because of the decreasing number of warriors, the Protoss had to rely on machines to fight.
In the fifth year of this century, the Dalam Protoss reached an agreement with the Purifiers.
If a Dalam Protoss is disabled due to injuries and cannot continue the team, he will choose to become a dragon rider according to his own wishes and continue to fight against Amon.
When a dragon rider dies in battle, that is, when "glory" comes, he will get another chance.
His broken body will be buried in the cold mobile coffin of the immortal, and his will will be integrated into the Purifier Data Network of Cybros, becoming the heroic personality of the Purifier, joining the immortality program and the revenge agreement.
So, they join the battlefield again until the mechanical host is destroyed, waiting for rebirth again and again.
Phoenix is such a vivid example, but no one has been able to kill him so far. Some people joke that the heroic Phoenix has stood firm on the battlefield, so that his mechanical clone has to change his appearance.
If this is what he said, it would be very rude.
"Human commander, I am Executor Phoenix, salute Emperor Augustus, and Darram is marching."
At this time, Phoenix's voice came from Valerian's command channel. Based on the advanced communication technology of the Protoss, it is really easy to simulate human signals.
"En taro adun, Phoenix Executor," Valerian had learned the Protoss language, although that was barely enough: "I am Valerian Mengsk, the commander of the Empire here."
"I am honored to meet you here."
Phoenix, loyal, proud, defender of the Protoss ideals, the greatest warrior of the Protoss Empire.
"En taro adun, it feels good to meet another Mengsk here." It can be clearly heard in Phoenix's voice that he is really happy.
This is the guy who can call Augustus Raynor a brother, and he is definitely not a rigid person.
"Forward, warriors, the enemy has launched an attack." He said:
"Kill them all!"
At this time, the temple's shield has been completely paralyzed, and more Protoss and human spacecraft are landing every moment, and a large number of warriors and combat machines are being sent to the battlefield.
The invincible Moebius hybrid swept through Valerian's army, but now it was retreating step by step under the attack of the Protoss. It was locked by hundreds of weapon systems and subjected to heavy bombardment from all directions.
Two fists cannot beat four hands.
The Moebius hybrid was extremely large, but it was also a very conspicuous target. Once the Protoss and humans began to take the initiative, they could attack from all directions.
Those beautiful Protoss Phoenix fighters were diving at high speed like red falcons along the tractor beams they released, sharp and fierce, looking like a series of falling bright spots from a distance.
Any Imperial pilot would rather fight ten Mutalisks than face a Phoenix, because this fighter that can maneuver at high speed in the atmosphere and outer space has unparalleled maneuverability, can easily shake off or catch up with most of their enemies, and can choose the place to fight with the enemy at will.
These Phoenix fighters are even equipped with phase technology to avoid the enemy's deadly attacks.
Valerian swore that the Imperial Navy and Marine Air Force dreamed of such a fighter, but even if the Protoss were willing to sell their technology, it would not be replicable. Even so, Imperial scientists could still draw experience and inspiration from Protoss weapons and apply similar technologies to all aspects.
At the same time, Stukov's reinforcements also arrived, and the fleet command even sent an Archangel to support the battlefield.
This giant machine is enough to compete with the Moebius Hybrid to a certain extent. As soon as he was on the spot, he used his extremely terrifying firepower to strafe, and the dense missile strikes immediately cleared most of the battlefield.
Nowadays, almost no Imperial boy can refuse to drive such a cool mecha into the battlefield. The Archangel is the king of Viking fighters. Each Archangel has its own name or special number, and each is deployed on the most dangerous battlefield to deal with the most terrible enemies.
And now the picture of the Moebius Hybrid facing the Archangel is enough to be on the Imperial recruitment posters in various parts of the Koprulu Sector, and the filmmakers of Tarsonis will rack their brains to rush out dozens or hundreds of holographic films such as "Archangel vs. Hybrid".
Under Valerian's order, the Imperial army quickly transferred the wounded and began to reorganize, and then launched an attack on the enemy again.
At this time, the Moebius Hybrid was almost forced into a desperate situation by Phoenix's Protoss army, and the Imperial army, which had turned the tide, immediately began to beat the fallen dog.
Valerian's men were smart and down-to-earth. They used small fusion weapons to poke the hybrid's toes like they did with the Colossus, and this trick worked every time. If they were too tall, they wouldn't necessarily be able to see their feet.
Gradually, the shield of the Moebius hybrid was finally penetrated by this terrible bombardment, and the huge siege tank shells directly hit its void carapace, which was harder than the armor of a battleship, and exploded after making a sound of metal and stone colliding.
The Moebius hybrid must have panicked, opening many void rifts in one breath, summoning more and more abominations.
However, these void creatures were just huddled together in the force field of the Protoss mechanical sentinels, and were blown to death by the disruptors in the chaos. Groups of Colossi also appeared, and the ground melted under the firepower of the hot wire guns, and countless void creatures turned into a wisp of green smoke in an instant.
As many void creatures as this monster summoned, they would destroy as many as they could.
The Archangel of the Empire dealt the most fatal blow to the Moebius hybrid. When the hybrid was burned to pieces by the Void Glow Fleet, the Archangel "grabbed" him and fired at the ugly face with the Gatling gun with a barrel as thick as a cannon until it was smashed to pieces.
Only then did Valerian seem to remember how to breathe.
After dealing with the Moebius hybrid, all they had to do now was to clean up the remaining void rifts and void creatures in the temple, or to be more straightforward, directly evacuate all ground personnel and burn everything in the high-altitude orbit of Besher.
But there were also dark technologies in this temple that they wanted to understand, such as the technology of rebuilding the Protoss neural bundle, which would definitely cause a sensation among the Daram Protoss.
To make an inappropriate analogy, the Protoss who lost Kara was like a heavy drug addict who lost drugs. Augustus called the withdrawal reaction of the Protoss after losing Kara as quitting Internet addiction.
Valerian was more concerned about the forbidden technology that transformed the Protoss and humans into hybrids. He believed that his uncle would not be interested in such evil ways, and Arcturus would not use it unless he had no choice, but he had to make sure that it was the Empire, not others, that had such things.
It is better to be a wolf than a sheep, this is Arcturus's philosophy of life.
But before that, Valerian must find Phoenix.
Valerian found that the other two Moebius hybrids had disappeared, completely disappearing from all the sophisticated detection instruments of the Empire.
This was very abnormal. Augustus told him that there must be something wrong when things are abnormal.
But before that, Phoenix found Valerian first.
A warp prism carrying Phoenix landed next to an Imperial army evacuating the temple, and many injured Imperial soldiers were leaving on a transport ship.
Obviously, the Empire has already believed that it has won the battle and decided to leave the next thing to the Protoss.
But the Protoss obviously doesn't think so.
At this moment, more Protoss Phoenix fighters and prophets warped in, followed by a large number of shuttles and warp prisms.
These purple-gold Protoss fighters were the most gorgeous that Valerian had ever seen, and could even be called gorgeous.
Even the Ihanli Protoss would not leave such gorgeous and complex exquisite decorations on their warships. The patterns and styles on their warships were more for the worship of gods and rituals, and the ones in front of him were obviously extremely gorgeous.
Valerian had seen these fighters and warships of the same style during a diplomatic visit by the Daram Protoss to Korhal. At that time, his uncle asked him to remember the logo of the old Protoss Arbitrator tribe Sirak on them.
To a certain extent, they were the product of the power game and political compromise between the old and new forces after the remnants of the Supreme Council broke away from the control of Kara and joined Daram. They were the third force in the Daram Protoss.
After Kara was corrupted, the order established on this basis in the past lost its foundation. The Supreme Council, which had once broken with Tassadar, and their followers finally put aside their prejudices and shook hands.
The old forces represented by the Arbitrators are still a very powerful force. They have brought at least 50 million valuable people, an Ark ship, and half of the technological wealth of the Protoss Empire to the current Daram Protoss.
Especially at the moment when the Purifiers and the Ihanli Protoss refused to join Daram and the Tal'darim ignored Aiur, this force is also something that Tassadar cannot ignore.
Also returning with the Supreme Council is the Ark-ship Pride of Otalis and its ancient warriors and engineers from the Golden Age, with the same personnel configuration as the Spear of Adun. Like the latter, the Templars in the Ark have now become the behavioral benchmark for the new Templar class of Darram, and even the engineers have received incredible respect from them.
At the same time, with the return of the Arbiter class, based on the huge contrast between the ancient glorious era of the Protoss and the doomsday era, based on the fear of reality. At a certain point in time, the idea of following the ancient ways began to become popular among the middle and lower classes of the Darram Protoss, and traditionalism prevailed.
Some Protoss began to wear ancient ritual armor from the Golden Age, and the humanities and arts all imitated the ancients. They used ancient technology to arm warships and mechas with high-gloss armor, trying to regain the pride of the Protoss.
The ultimate dream of this faction is revival, reviving the golden age of the Protoss Empire.
In sharp contrast to this cold reality is the height that the ancestors of the Protoss had reached. After all, they still had Kaas and Kara at that time. That era was so beautiful that it seemed to come from another non-existent world.
As far as the Terran Empire knows, the Light and Shadow Council has a reserved attitude towards this movement, neither recognizing nor explicitly prohibiting it.
Today they can imitate the ancients' gorgeous crowns and beautiful clothes, and perhaps tomorrow they can learn from the ancient Protoss Council to massacre the Nerazim Protoss.
There is no doubt that Tassadar is not a narrow-minded traditionalist and nationalist, otherwise he would not refuse to compromise with the Supreme Council. For the fragmented Protoss Empire, Daram, built on the ruins, is a new force like the rising sun.
Tassadar also does not think that they can return to the golden age of the Protoss Empire. On the contrary, the Protoss should look forward.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see at a glance that the Supreme Council is undoubtedly behind this revival movement, and they have not concealed this at all.
At the same time, the Arbitrators, Templars, Khalai and Nerazim Protoss are gathered together. This is simply the second reorganization of the Protoss Empire.
In a meeting between the Empire and the head of the Daram Protoss, Arcturus suggested that Tassadar should do things to the extreme, directly kill all the remaining leaders of the Supreme Council, block every mouth that would harm you, and don't let them stand in your way.
Augustus suggested that before everything gets worse, don't push these people to your political enemies - of course, at least before we completely kill Amon, they dare not openly resist your authority. But if they do so in the end, we will help you kill them.
In fact, long before the Supreme Council was ready to re-merge with Daram, there was a fierce dispute in the court of Emperor Augustus.
Putting aside those civil and military officials, among the emperor's true confidants, Arcturus believed that Tassadar would not be a match for those political machines. If he could not ensure Daram's position on the Terran Empire, Augustgrad should intervene, preferably to influence political elections.
Tassadar is too upright and too kind, and has all the great qualities of a leader, but he is not selfish enough, which is fatal. Those who rule an empire are often completely selfish. In the battle to recover Aiur, Tassadar almost destroyed the joint fleet of Khalai and Nerazim. Even from the current perspective, this is definitely not Tassadar's fault, but it also affected his prestige.
In contrast, Artanis's reputation is rising, and he does not need to take the blame for the Battle of Aiur. At the most critical moment, it was Artanis who led the last Protoss to turn the tide. He drove the Ark of Salvation and was almost the last ray of hope for the Protoss.
Now Artanis has truly achieved the glory of Daram, and people have begun to call him the commander of the Ark to praise his legendary story with the Spear of Adun.
A thousand years later, if someone wants to write a book and a heroic epic for Artanis, this great moment cannot be avoided.
However, the tasteless Tychus always looked down on Artanis, jokingly calling him an Ark tramp, implying that the Protoss who lost their homes were a group of refugees, and Artanis was the ragged refugee leader.
Valerian was very glad that Artanis himself did not know about this.
Now no one doubts Artanis's successor status.
After the return of the Supreme Council, just like the unspoken rule that Tassadar's guards must be half Khalai Protoss and half Nerazim Protoss, the leaders of Daram must ensure that people from all ethnic groups and factions
After the return of the Arbitrator class, they also demanded a status in the Light and Shadow Council that was equal to the power they represented, in exchange for recognizing the legitimacy of Daram and the Archbishop.
—— Even the original Arbitrator members of the Light and Shadow Council felt that it was a bit shameless. After all, it was you who lost your ancestors' foundation, and it was Tassadar and his disciples who took back Aiur. You are given face and you have to admit it.
But from the results, Tassadar still chose to accept rather than be confined to prejudice. He did not accept Arcturus's suggestion because that was "something that only the high-ranking Tal'darim lords would do", which is almost equivalent to a swear word in the current Khalai Protoss.
Now, the Arbitrators are driving the latest warships to fight for Daram, and they are in almost every fleet in Daram.
In any case, now in Besher, Phoenix is still deploying troops to the ground, even if it is enough to deal with ten Moebius hybrids.
It seems that Besher has an enemy that is far more terrible than the Moebius hybrid.
Valerian originally only knew that Phoenix had brought a huge fleet, but the configuration of this fleet was enough to rule the sky of Korhal, and it was obviously not used to deal with a few Moebius hybrids.
"We still don't know what Amon wants to do on Baishel, but it must be an evil plan that is no less evil than the evil god's host." Phoenix just came down and immediately said to Valerian straight to the point:
"A solar cycle ago, my protector had already warned that Amon was preparing to deploy a world-destroying ark on Baishel to implement his terrible plan."
"So, I ordered the fleet to come at all costs, and for this reason I had to temporarily abandon some warships."
For other reasons or more noble purposes, such as the three protectors of Zakuul, some Protoss protectors refused to cut off their connection with Kara, just to get close to Amon, see through his evil conspiracy, and make predictions.
After all, Amon never disdained to plot his own ideas.
When Amon decided to destroy a world, the protectors would have the possibility to discover it in advance and warn any Protoss world and allies.
This means that these great protectors gave their souls to Amon, and most of them are now crazy or have sold their souls to Amon.
This has almost made the already scarce number of Protoss protectors disappear.
"Ark of Doom?" Valerian raised his eyebrows.
This is not the first time that the Ark of Doom has appeared, but the Empire still knows very little about it.
It is said that Amon imprisoned Olanna, the supreme protector of the Memory of Nesin, in this Ark of Doom, and pointed the direction of destruction with the Spear of Amon. An entire Ark of Protoss Empire warriors turned into vengeful ghosts and resurrected from the dead. They are all truly immortal ghosts, and every death will usher in a stronger and more perfect rebirth.
This sounds completely beyond the scope of common sense, so much so that it sounds like a fantasy novel, but Valerian believes that Amon may not be without such ability.
"Where is she?" Valerian instinctively looked up at the sky, and then he was annoyed at his own stupidity. The Protoss and human fleets had blocked the high-altitude orbit of Beysir, and it was impossible that they could not find the super battleship that was dozens of miles long.
Phoenix had read Valerian's thoughts and laughed humorously: "Every time the Spear of Doom appears, it comes from the core of the planet. She comes from underground."
"Then she is right under our feet." Valerian was surprised. (End of this chapter)
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