Atanis .......

"Wait, did any of you hear someone whispering my name?"

Instinctively, Artanis sensed something was wrong. He looked around vigilantly.

"Your name?" Zeratul withdrew his psionic blade, and a Tadarin fanatic fell to the ground after losing his support, slowly releasing the remnants of his posthumous psionic energy: "There's no one talking here. ”

Confused, Artanis turned his gaze to a stalker, who shook his head.

Then his gaze shifted to the Purifier prototype, and the self-proclaimed Phoenix robot shook its head in the same way.

Finally the eyes shifted to Caldalis.

"Archbishop, I didn't hear anyone whispering your name, but I heard mine." There was a hint of uneasiness in Caldaly's tone, not a real cowardice, but an uneasiness about the unknown: "There is a voice echoing in my head. But the sensors on my arm guard didn't pick up any sound. ”

Artanis had a hunch, and Zeratul knew how it all worked out. But luckily, he's right next to him.

His gaze turned, and finally turned to Zeratul's body.

"That's Aemon, we have to move on."

Zeratu said, at his suggestion, Artanis continued to be in the team and continued to push.

Under the guidance of the El Shield, they successfully bypassed many of the Tadarin army, and after passing through a passage that the sensors of the El Shield could not penetrate, they came to an extremely empty and terrifying hall with rich void energy.

"The Void energy here is terrifying, and it eats away at our psionic shields all the time. The El Shield is no longer able to provide effective intelligence support. Atanis said after trying to contact El Shield to no avail.

"It's okay, there's the Void Medium ahead. There we can find a lot of secrets. ”

The purifier prototype, which couldn't wait for a long time, directly slammed into the door violently, and after seeing such a scene countless times, Atanis and his party were not too surprised.

"Don't want to desecrate your master's temple!"

Enraged by the invasion of the Dharam Star Spirits, Tadarin charged bravely. In the face of the attacking enemy, the battle-hardened Star Spirit warriors were not afraid at all.

The wanton sputtering psionic energy temporarily dispelled the surrounding void energy, and Caldalis and Phoenix, two completely incompatible astral warriors, directly confronted their opponents. In a fit of rage, Tadarin's fanatics fell in an instant.

The High Templars set their sights on the Ascender, the most delicate battle that began between the spellcasters of two Star Spirit factions that had been hostile to each other for thousands of years. They are looking for flaws in their opponents and trying to kill them before they make mistakes.

In contrast to the high-ranking Templars, the promoted also faced pressure from the Nerazim Assassins.

Zeratul, who is notorious throughout the Nerazim faction for killing the matriarch, has demonstrated his mastery of the Shadows, deftly moving through the shadows before using the Shadow Strike to slash Tadarin's Promoter in two before the Promoter finds himself.

The last Tadarin, who guarded the Void Medium, quickly fell due to the serious disparity in strength between them. At the moment of the end of the battle, the rich and suffocating void energy once again took over the hall.

"Come on, it looks like it's coming to an end, my old friend, do what you're supposed to do."

Zeratul nodded, and climbed the closed staircase up the void medium like a small pyramid.

Atanis ......

The murmur in the archbishop's ears grew stronger, and the voice grew louder as Zeratul walked towards the collective.

【Atanis !! 】

The sound that exploded in his head was too much for Artanis, and he felt the strength of his limbs dissipate continuously, as if his soul had been withdrawn. After the voice exploded in his head, it was immediately filled with whispers from unknown creatures.

"Atanis!!" Murrien withdrew into the shadows, and he looked in horror at Artanis, who was constantly surging red with Void Psionic Energy. These psionic energies intertwined with each other, intertwining in the buns around his neck. Of course, Artanis was not the first to appear out of sorts, but also Caldalis, and all the Elstar Spirits who accompanied him.

"Where are you?"

The confused Phoenix Purifiers stepped back and watched as they began to twitch.

The commotion of the people behind him alarmed Zeratul, who was climbing the stairs, and when he noticed the strangeness of his fellow Elstar Spirits, he realized that Emon had already made a move.

"Atanis! Don't let Aemon devour you! Caldalis! Cut off the nerve bundles! ”

Caldaris was told that something was wrong with Kara after he and Zeratul were on the same planet as they rescued the protector who had been drained by the hybrids. Under the baptism of Zeratul's spirit for a long time, the great warriors around him learned to doubt Kara-the moment Zeratul shouted, Caldalis realized what he needed to do.

"Khoo!!"

The formless, insubstantial psionic blade shot out with a metallic sound. The pale blue brilliance temporarily dispelled the surrounding void energy.

The psionic blade was placed in the back of his head where it connected to the nerve bundle, and under Caldaris' iron will, he severed his own nerve bundle.

The pain of severed nerve bundles was not something that every Templar could bear, and even tough guys such as Caldalis immediately wasted their fighting power.

"Felix, quick!" Even in the pain of severed nerve bundles, Caldalis is still concerned about the archbishop who has the fate of the entire race: "Cut off the nerve bundles of Artanis!" ”

Phoenix, of course, knows what Caldalis is asking for! He was also a Templar, and of course knew that the nerve bundle meant Kara, and that cutting it meant being completely separated from the holy Kara.

The mixing of the El Star Spirit and the Nerazim Star Spirit was enough to surprise Phoenix, and now Caldaris cut off the nerve bundle, which made Phoenix wonder for a moment if he had met a fake Artanis, or a fake Caldaris.

Based on his insight, the Purifier wisely chose not to move.

"I can hear ......"

Zeratul flickered again and again, his control of the shadow was obviously to the extreme, and with fear, unease, and anger in his heart, Zeratul instantly crossed the distance of a hundred meters, and the psionic blade pierced Atanis's nerve bundle. Just when he thought he was going to succeed, a sharp blade rose to block Zeratul's attack.

(End of chapter)