"Long live my god! Promoters. ”

"Long live my god."

With the support of surging psionic energy and the psionic spire, Monrais's promoter finally connected to Tadarin's home planet, Sren, and the one who connected with him was a zealot.

"I want to see the eighth seat - Naion." The promoter said calmly.

"Neon has clashed with the Great High Lord, and he has been imprisoned in an altar by the High Lord. Where he wanted him to be able to reflect on his mistakes. ”

What the?

In the vast social system of Tadarin, there are many parties. Behind the multiplicity of political parties is the conflict of interests arising from the performance of each other's duties. Some Tadarin units were given the mission of plundering resources and technology by the high-ranking lords, while others were given the task of absorbing technology and applying resources to various parts of society, while a considerable number of Tadarin were given the mission of protecting the relics of the gods.

There is no doubt that the promoter of this planet of Monlais is Tadarin, who is the guardian of the relics of the gods. And the promotion to the eighth seat of Naion, which it just mentioned, is the highest level of it.

"The artifact of Monlais is threatened by foreign invaders! We need the support of the Death Fleet. ”

As soon as the promoter's voice fell, the link was quickly cut off. Soon, another face appeared in the promoter's induction.

Promoted to the third seat, Zenig.

"The Great Ascendant." If he could still be angry with that fanatic who was far below him just now, then he couldn't be more humble than this person who had been promoted to the third seat.

"You're from Naion?" Zenich said.

"Yes." The promoter's heart was full of anger at this time, and there was a slight change in his tone - this is why it is difficult for him to climb high in the chain of promotion.

"Ahh Hehe. Zenich let out a hearty laugh: "The Death Fleet has a big deal to do, but it doesn't have time to care about the of a remote planet. ”

The promoter was furious: "None of the things related to the gods are broken! ”

However, Zenich could no longer hear him, and as soon as he finished speaking, he unilaterally cut off the communication.

The spire, deprived of psionic support, quickly lost its light, and the crystals floating in the air in a regular floating motion slowly descended and returned to their grooves.

"Great Promoter ......"

The Dead Apostle walked up after seeing the Promoter end his psionic connection, and he didn't want to disturb the Promoter when he was visibly depressed, but the situation was dire and terrifying.

"The threat of insects and humans is very huge, and they are all quickly crushing our warriors and quickly coming to the side of the temple."

The Dead Apostle's feedback was not met with a response from the promoter, and the Dead Apostle still knelt respectfully on one knee.

"The Death Fleet is not coming."

Said the promoter.

"Draw the warriors who defend the human forces and hit against the insects."

The Dead Apostle respectfully passed on the promoter's orders, and although he didn't know why the promoter did what he did, the Dead Apostle believed the promoter.

Soon, a large number of zealots and slayers passed by the two of them, and as they passed, each star spirit looked very respectful and humble—and soon, these warriors who lived with each other day and night were dead forever. There is not one left.

"I know your doubts, Dead Apostle." The promoter said, "I'll explain it to you." Now, all we have to do is go and fight the insects. And right away. ”

The interior of the temple is in the same style as the Tadarin Star Spirit building deployed outside the temple, with black as the main color and red as the accent color, which directly highlights the core survival methods of the Tadarin faction - strength and war.

The temple's narrow entrance didn't allow too large Alien units to enter, so the massive cockroaches barely managed to get in, and the larger Wyvern was completely trapped outside the temple - giving Tadarin a chance to stall for time.

Entering the temple from the entrance of the temple is like opening up a whole new world, the incomparably wide space can almost accommodate a large number of flying dragons flying in it, and the ground is very flat and wide. Except for the ups and downs that some rituals require.

The alien troops who entered the temple finally felt the radiation emitted by the artifact, and they immediately became energetic. In front of the insects was a nearly massive number of Tadarin Star Spirit troops.

Six hundred zealots, more than a hundred slayers. and a Dead Apostle, with a promoter.

It's a tough battle, for both the insects and the stars.

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The Rangers entering the temple were on full alert, for they did not know what kind of traps were hidden inside, nor did they know when a star spirit would jump out to kill them. The wide, straight, but very long passage came to an end with the cautious and quick groping of the Rangers.

The interior of the temple is unfolded in front of this group of humans.

The common hieroglyphs of the star spirits are carved into the walls, extending continuously to the top of the temple, which resembles the sky. The interior of the temple is almost empty.

Don't have an Astral Force to garrison? Is there a trap? A Ranger took a cautious look at his radar and saw that there was no reaction from the human structure at all under the interference of the Star Spirit Temple.

Well, the radar was already running out, and he looked at the other detectors and saw that almost all of them had turned into toys.

When he communicated his findings to his companions through the communication channel, the communication channel suddenly became depressed. Soon, however, the team moved again.

Isn't there just no radar? No matter how difficult the battle is, they can survive it, and this difficulty is not difficult for them.

Only Zhao Yi was a little ugly.

Do you think, from the first moment he became a soldier, he was used to having a radar that could clearly indicate that alien insects or star spirits would come out from that angle, but suddenly lost such a useful tool as radar, how could Zhao Yi, who was used to mapping, let go of the days when he couldn't open the map?

No matter how unhappy it is, the days ahead will be even more difficult.

Without the support of radar, the Marines and Marauders, who seemed to have lost a sense, were more cautious. The small temple could not accommodate the entry of siege tanks, and without fire support, they could not allow any of the Star Spirits to break into the ranks.

Keeping their distance, alternately moving forward, and after ten minutes of fumbling around, a blue astral spirit structure appeared in front of their eyes.

Artifact, get it!