In a distant, hazy world. The last of the astral spirits are converging.

Zeratul looked up at the sky and looked at the astral fleet that lit up the gray universe, the brightest of the Lordes, the Shield of the El.

Not only Zeratul, but also other Star Spirits who are ready to accept their eventual demise.

Their armor once glowed with a golden glow, but after years of fighting and a long lack of necessary maintenance, it had either become gray, cracked, or simply stripped from its original owner.

Armor used to be the glory that accompanies a Star Warrior for the rest of his life, but as Twilight dims, and with the astral spirit perishing, these doomed and forgotten glories no longer matter.

"Fellow citizens! Listen to me! Time is running out! The El Shield opened the radio channel to the entire fleet, and Archbishop Artanis addressed all the Templars: "What lies before you is everything that this race and civilization have survived the war! Firm faith, trust each other, and let this last battle! Immortal! En Taro Tassadar!”

The glorious fleet battled the minions of the Dark One high in the sky, powerful beams of light temporarily dispelling the darkness.

The light of the star spirit was only a temporary dispelling of the darkness, and soon, the stronger darkness suppressed the light released by the fleet.

The El Shield fell, turning into one of the brightest stars in the stars.

Archbishop Atanis fell.

After the fall of the most powerful Madonna, it was the destruction of the flagship of Serandis.

Celendis fell in the battle.

Then, it was Lord Mohandar who fell in battle.

Immediately afterwards, it was Admiral Urlan who fell in battle.

The skies have fallen, and all that remains is the most brutal and futureless ground warfare.

Zeratul stood up and looked at the last leader as he looked at the array in a neat array with endless sorrow in his eyes.

"Fellow Star Spirits, listen to me." Zeratul's voice echoed in the minds of the last of the stars: "The last twilight has dimmed, the galaxy is burning, and humanity is gone!" Even if we are the only ones left in the night, we must work together! En Taro Tassadar!”

At Zeratul's call, the Astral Warrior swung his twin blades into the air to show the glory and fury of his heart. On the side, Jim watched the scene suspiciously.

Is humanity dead? Damn, am I not still alive?

Not doubting the familiarity of the scene, Jim reached out to Zeratul and tried to hold the old friend. But the moment his hand touched Zeratul, a faint ripple appeared where Jim's hand came into contact with Zeratul's body. However, Jim Reno's hand pierced Zeratul's body.

Unaware of the piercing of his body, Zeratul pulled out his blade of light and waited quietly for the end to come.

Worms! Endless worms!

And many more hybrids!

An overwhelming assault was directed towards the Astral Warriors, who, with their final glory and wrath, took the lives of the hybrid while suffering death.

The staggering battle damage occurred to the last of the Star Spirits, and soon they fought to the last man, Zeratul.

A familiar scene.

Jim watched as Zeratul wielded his blade of light in the sea of worms, weaving his way through shadows and reality. While taking the life of the insect or the hybrid, bear the burden of the last person of the star spirit falling at any time.

"Jimmy~~~"

Gentle, weak, thirsty.

The voice containing countless flavors suddenly sounded at this time, and Renault instantly recognized the owner of the voice - Kerrigan!

"Sarah?" Jim didn't know how it all happened, or whether the battle between the astral spirits and the hybrids around him was real or not. After Kerrigan's mournful call, Jim was left with nothing but pain.

He forgave the blood on Kerrigan's hands, and even sacrificed many of his brothers for her. Just so that she can be good.

"Sarah?"

Jim called again.

The call does not mean that Kerrigan will be able to respond in a timely manner. It wasn't until he turned around several times that he didn't notice the Queen of Blades before he realized that he might be dreaming.

Dreaming of a scene that he had seen in the Ian Crystal that Zeratul had gifted.

Jim then watched as Zeratul finally collapsed under the stinging snake's intense fire. He muttered, "If only I could have acted sooner......"

The last star spirit fell, and the scene was frozen.

Bone needles flying in the air, jumping insects running wildly, stinging snakes roaring, and Zeratul, whose body is riddled with holes and constantly spewing out the last of its psionic energy.

In an instant, the image disappeared as if it had been shattered by something.

All that was left was a purple glow floating silently in front of Jim.

"Jim, you have to come and help me......" Sarah Kerrigan spoke to Jim, "I'm being reborn in Zerus, and Aemon will notice this place at any time......"

The voice was weak and weak, which hit Jim Renaud directly in the softest place in his heart.

"Wait for me, dear." Jim had tears in his eyes: "I will protect you with my life." ”

The purple light gradually faded away, and Jim suddenly recalled the time he had with Sarah that was enough to reminisce for a lifetime-

Jim opened his eyes.

A scruffy man with a much more beard than hair took up Jim's vision, and when his black eyes met those of Purple Shadow, the scruffy man laughed heartily, revealing a mouthful of purple teeth.

"Aha! The Wise Commander is back! I said I should have gambled with Byscher! ”

The rich taste of the sloppy man's mouth poured into Jim's nose the moment he laughed, and the man who was able to kill seven in and seven out in the foul-smelling insect nest finally couldn't stand the disgusting smell, and immediately straightened up half of his body, allowing himself to retch on the side of the bed.

He vomited dozens of times in a row, but Jim, who couldn't vomit anything, recovered. He carefully covered his nose and looked at the scruffy man.

"Stettman?"

"It's me! Commander! ”

The scruffy Statechman gives Jim a warm hug, and the guy who almost smoked someone to death looks like he's going crazy.

"Wait, where's Matt? Also How long did I sleep? ”

"Whoa!" Only then did Statechman recall this stubble, and he jumped to a certain control panel and tapped on the keyboard: "I just shared the joy of the commander's awakening with Byscher, and I even forgot to tell the captain....... Uh-huh-hmm....... Commander, you've been sleeping for a month and seven days. ”

Jim suddenly remembered the psionic blade growing out of his chest, and he looked down to see a faint line on his chest.

(End of chapter)