The Protoss in Warhammer

Chapter 490 478. Lots of doubts (2)

In the morgue, icy cold air spewed out from every corner, hitting everyone.

The temperature here is very low, and the space is surprisingly large, at least thousands of square meters. In this huge morgue, the corpses of nearly 200,000 people can be stored at a time.

Don't be surprised, because this is a planetary megastructure, and it is also a storage center for the entire area dedicated to transferring the remains of non-planetary bodies. Not everyone wants to be buried here, there are still people who want to return home.

And here, more than 90,000 soldiers of the Western Governor's army, large and small, rest here.

With the help of the morgue stewards, Zeratul found the surviving bodies of the battleship's central defense. After all, there were so many large explosions at that time, and it was considered lucky to have a body that survived intact, or even some parts of it.

The administrator looked at these weird alien visitors in front of him and said cautiously

"If you want to check them all, you can. Of course, this will be time-consuming. Moreover, we have already recorded all the body damage reports. There is no need for you to come here and continue to observe."

But Zeratul ignored the other party's words and just said calmly

"Just to prove that the lieutenant opened his coffin, I have something to do."

After hearing what the man in front of him said, the management staff had no choice but to pull out the refrigerator fixed with magnetic levitation. The lieutenant before the interview had been dead for a long time, and his body was also mutilated in the explosion. But compared to others, the lieutenant's brain was well preserved.

When the coffin was slowly opened and the gray corpse appeared in front of Zeratul, the dark principal did not hesitate, stretched out his left hand and floated it on the forehead of the corpse, and used his psionic energy to start searching for memories. .

Although the opponent's mind has been dead for a long time and the soul inside has long returned to the turbulent sea of ​​souls, Zeratul believes that his power can make the dead speak.

Along with the purple psionic energy, it slowly entered the opponent's nasal cavity under Guan Shi's shocked eyes. The powerful force began to reactivate the opponent's brain. The aging brain cells briefly returned to the light at this moment, and Zera Tu Ye relied on his own strength to quickly search in the ethereal sea of ​​souls, and finally found the dark blue human soul following the memory in his brain.

Everyone looked at Zeratul's hand, and then he raised it slightly, and a blue gas-like object appeared in his hand, and then he was sent into the corpse in front of him again.

In full view of everyone, something incredible happened. The lieutenant's chest suddenly began to rise and fall continuously, and his originally shriveled lungs began to work hard again. Under the fearful gaze of the corpse guard, the lieutenant suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked around blankly and suddenly saw Zeratul and others in front of him. They tried to stand up in a panic, but were stopped by the dark principal.

The lieutenant looked at each other in horror and said hoarsely

"Where am I now? Who are you? Am I dead?"

After hearing this, Zeratul calmly responded to the other person's words. He had resurrected others for a short time more than once, and then asked them to calm down again.

"Yes, you are dead. You are now in the Peace Center on the planet Teclis. I am an investigator, the Dark Master Zeratul, who came to investigate why the Western Governor's fleet exploded when it left the webway gate. "

After hearing what the other party said, the lieutenant coughed several times, frowned and asked another question.

"Why can't I feel my butt?"

"Your lower body was vaporized by the plasma gas, and only your upper body is still there."

After answering this question, Zeratul said seriously

"I need you to tell me immediately what happened inside the battleship. I can only keep you like this for no more than two minutes. Every second is very precious."

After listening to what the other party said, the lieutenant understood the seriousness of the situation. He was a soldier and knew what should be done.

"The boiler chief and his men betrayed us. They planted explosives in the engine room!"

After hearing the news, Zeratul continued to ask

"Tell me more about why."

After hearing this, the lieutenant shook his head and said inexplicably:

"That was in the afternoon of that day, after we all boarded the battleship. The boiler chief at the time was still normal. He communicated with us as usual, but his eyes seemed to be worse than usual for some reason.

Then as we were about to exit the Webway, something unexpected happened. It was my team's turn to change shifts. When we rushed to the engine room, we found that all the guards had been killed. The boiler chief commanded his men to start setting up explosives, and then we fought with them, but in the end Still not stopping their damn gadgets, they pressed the button in their hands and an explosion occurred. "

Zeratul calmly listened to his account of this fact and then asked

"How is their mental state? I mean those soldiers who rebelled."

The lieutenant thought carefully, shook his head but answered affirmatively.

"Those people were in a very bad state, their eyes were dull, they didn't look like they had just got on the ship. It was simply unimaginable."

After listening to what the other party said, Zeratul probably made a judgment in his heart, and finally he said

"Is there anything you want to tell your family? There are still a few dozen seconds left."

The young boy thought about his last few seconds in the physical universe and smiled bitterly.

"Tell my parents that I'm sorry, tell my Elena that I can't attend my child's fourth birthday.

Finally, tell my brothers Kels and Newton that I'm sorry that I can't play with them anymore, and then ask those two bastards to delete all the browsing history on my phone and computer!! Format all the records for me!!!"

After the lieutenant finished speaking, his eyes began to slowly disappear. Zeratul slowly stroked his eyes and said calmly

"I will tell them."

"Thank... much..."

As the boy finished his last sentence, the tired soul returned to the sea of ​​souls again. He may return to the Lord of Mankind. After all, this is the destination of every human being, no matter what their previous beliefs were, if they are not affected by chaos or converted to other gods, their final destination (so I won't be surprised if an Eighth Master jumps out of the Cursed Legion one day).

After asking all the questions he wanted to ask, Zeratul asked his students and men to cover the coffin tightly again, and then turned to look at the morgue manager who was stunned and trembling while holding a religious symbol. The dark priest patted the other person on the shoulder and left.

Now he has figured out who did this good thing, but who is most likely to do this in that dark and bastard group.