The sky of Sakulas, forever shrouded in a lilac glow, was thick and calm, but there was a turbulence underneath.

"Atanis, still missing your mentor?" Renault walked over, "He's a great star spirit, as his successor, you need to cheer up"

"Thank you, Commander Renault", Artanis, turning his head and looking at the human beside him, behind his cynicism, he was so reliable and trustworthy, "I'm sorry for the matter of Aldaris, he... ”

"Hey, don't mention that old stubborn, okay?" Renault was a little annoyed, "I should have bombarded him in your council in the first place", although he no longer held a grudge in his heart, but he still felt a pang of annoyance when he thought about it.

It's been a month since the end of the Battle of El, and the survivors who escaped from the Astral Home are out of danger for the time being. When passing through the portal that day, he unexpectedly found that a worm was following him, and Aldares wanted to destroy the portal for safety reasons, so as to effectively prevent the subsequent reinforcements of the worms from arriving. However, this was firmly opposed by Zeratul and Artanis, and Renault and Phoenix still had a chance of survival, so such a hasty decision was not the way the Star Spirit treated his compatriots and allies. On the one hand, they led the troops to stop and eliminate the alien insects near the portal, and on the other hand, they actively contacted Renault and them, and in the end, everyone was safe.

"It's a good thing you didn't, or wouldn't I have died?" The young archbishop made a rare joke, "The feeling of being hit by a cannonball, it sucks to think about it, I would rather die under the enemy's sword"

"Hey, that's not funny at all," Renault chuckled, turning to look at the camp that was nearing completion. They were standing on top of a cliff at the foot of what the Star Spirit called the New Antioch camp, an open area close to forests and rivers, which were rare in the desert-filled Sacoolas, and with peaks acting as natural barriers to the north and south.

"It's a nice place here," said Artanis, "and we're going to have a decent camp soon, Commander Renault."

"Just call me Jimmy or Jim," Renault was dissatisfied with the other party's life, "Where did Zeratul go?" Yes, in Renault's eyes, what he sees is not the other party's force, but the other party's chattering god and god temperament, and often says some words that he can't understand, which makes people annoying.

"Ah, he's gone looking for his people, and with him Thrandis," Artanis, remembering his reluctance when he offered to accompany the Dark Sect Chief, shook his head, a disciple who was brilliant and capable, but who was too devout to Kara's ways. Speaking of Kara's way, he always believed that the star spirit had taken the wrong path, and that Kara should not become a tool that restricts his spiritual freedom, and should not become a religion. Thinking of this, he always believed that the path of holy light in the World of Warcraft was the path that the star spirit should take to lose Kara in the future, and the star spirit believed in the purity of the heart, in fact, it believed in himself.

"So what are we going to do next when we find them?" Renault was worried about the future of the Alliance, "I've heard you talk about the fight between you, will they suddenly hold a knife to our chest the next moment... ”

"Young man, speaking ill of people behind your back is not the quality of a wise commander," Zeratul's voice came from behind them.

"Uh... Damn, can you not be elusive every time" Renaud was a little annoyed

"I'm sorry" but there was no apology on the Dark Sect's face, and he smiled slightly, "I'll pay attention next time"

"Atanis", Zeratul turned to the Executive, "I've found my people, and the Mistress Rashil wants to meet with you."

Artanis' didn't answer immediately, he just turned to look at Zeratul, there was no expression on his face, it was impossible to guess what he was thinking, and after a long time, he hesitated and said, "What do your people think of us?" Are we welcome? ”

"We do not reject our compatriots", Zeratul knew the thoughts of the Executive, "Time has washed everything away, we once hated the Supreme Council, but now they are gone"

"So, what are we waiting for?" With Kara, Artanis informed Aldaris, who was in command of the fortress, the current supreme leader of the El survivors, at least nominally.

"We'll leave in an hour"

Tematros, the seat of Naira's mother

"Master, we just agreed to their request?" Orega was a little unwilling, "It was they who exiled us in the first place... ”

"Hatred has blinded you, my child," Mother Rashil looked at him softly, "it was the High Council that banished us, and it was the Templar leader who protected us, Arden, and now the High Council no longer exists"

"Moreover, El is also our home, and the Kara Star Spirit is also our people, our people, and although we call ourselves the Dark Templars, we are still in the light, and the shadows are only the force that protects us from being corrupted by it."

Listening to the Mistress's gentle and stern teachings, Orega temporarily let go of her hatred, but remained wary, "Allow me, then, to lead my guards to monitor their every move."

"Well, I agreed," replied the mistress, whose parents had been killed during the Banishment War, and who was understandably hateful to Al's compatriots, but who eventually agreed to his request, hoping that time would heal everything.

El, near the Astral Portal

Kerrigan listened to the reports of the insects lurking in Sacuras, and the poor bereaved dogs seemed to have found new shelter. However, this was not difficult for her, and there was no difficulty that the swarm could not overcome. However, there is a huge problem now, Daggs's escape from death is unexpected, and what is even more odious is that it actually unites several brain worms in a vain attempt to form a new master. This made it unbearable for her, who regarded the swarms as her own, and if they did succeed, it would be unimaginable that she would have to be controlled again. Fortunately, although the Juggernaut has been synthesized, the adaptation of the energy and the planning process require the process, and the other party is now thrown into a deep sleep, and she can't deal with it directly, but it seems that she can use the means of these star spirits, doesn't it? Thinking of this, she gave an order to the swarm, hoping that the guys would enjoy her gifts.