Finally, the marrow sucker arrived.

He overcame the Astral Warrior who was fighting the Primordial Worm, and left the second Astral 108,000 miles away, just to gain Aemon's mercy alone.

Huge insect cocoons surged, like the most active heart. The divergent psionic energy is also very fascinating.

However, she was also very vulnerable, and she did not even have the strength to resist the blood hunter.

He drew the Void Blade, ready to pierce the carapace of the cocoon......

Suddenly, the surging in the shadows caused the marrow sucker to sense the danger coming, and the assassin immediately pointed his blade at the churning shadows. Soon, a cloud of black mist condensed where the blade of the marrow sucker was pointing.

It's Volazun.

As Tadarin's most feared blood hunter, the Marrow Suckers certainly knew the patriarch of the Assassin race of Nerazim. And the Nairazim patriarch certainly knew about this Tadarin Blood Hunter.

Nerazim's home planet, Saculas, is filled with a strong void energy, which has prompted the entire race to favor the Assassin profession.

The entire race is good at assassination, and in the huge quantitative change, there will inevitably be a qualitative change, producing some super invisible warriors.

For example, Zeratul, for example, Volazun.

In comparison, the stealth warriors produced by the brutal and frontal Tadarin seem to be much weaker than the stealth warriors of Nerazim.

Normally, however, accidents happen from time to time. The Marrow Sucker was an accident of accidents - his fame and prowess spread even in the Assassin-rich world of Nerazim.

The duel between the two top assassins is an instant kill for each other.

Therefore, the marrow sucker did not directly attack the cocoon at all, ignoring the option of Volazun.

And he also believed that as soon as he turned to face the cocoon, he would immediately have an extra blade in his chest.

"Maybe we can make a deal and together we can kill the Queen of Blades, and I can earn Emmon's mercy and you can avenge your mother—the best of both worlds, won't we?"

The marrow sucker was tempted by Volazun. But the sucker will never understand the pain of Worazun after losing countless of his compatriots for his recklessness.

"Relative to my people, my fellow citizens. My hatred is nothing. Volazun said indifferently. All she could see was the death of the sucker and the delay of time.

"Wow, your mother must have been very sad to hear that. Her most precious daughter is not even willing to take revenge......"

The sucker continued to challenge Worazun's endurance, but Worazun had put his emotions aside.

Revenge? Can you eat it compared to your clansmen?

It's still 10,000 times more important to keep the whole race going.

The marrow sucker's provocations didn't yield enough results, and finally, the top blood hunter stopped his stupid conversation.

He dived into the shadows - a battle between assassins, and it is not yet known who will kill the deer!

With the same thought, Vola Zun also dived into the shadows.

For a moment, the whole world fell silent, the primordial split pool continued to surge, and the cocoons continued to surge.

The marrow sucker is looking for the flaws of Vola Zun, and why is Wolazun not looking for the flaws of the marrow suckers?

They are reluctant to show themselves easily, which allows the cocoons to continue to surge.

The light of the cocoon bloomed in an instant, and a powerful shockwave sent out indiscriminately around the cocoon. Pointing to the Stars - The Insects, who had been loyal to the hybrid, finally felt the unrivaled power of the once Blade Queen, and they immediately launched a fierce attack on the Golden Fleet, which had fought side by side not long ago.

Without the slightest preparation, the Golden Fleet suffered heavy losses.

The huge shockwave not only turned against the insects, but the kinetic energy it brought even forced the two shadowy assassins to reveal their original forms.

An opportunity that was not considered a chance, and the two swordsmen who had already drawn their swords and sharpened them resolutely attacked at this moment. Whatever the outcome, there's never been a better time to do it.

Blade strike, staggered, separated. The two fighters eventually stood with their backs to each other.

Pain spread through the mind of the marrow sucker, and the blood hunter was surprised to find that his abdominal cavity had been directly severed. The body separated, and the psionic energy rushed outward through the massive wound, and the Blood Hunter was finally able to see his ass without having to turn around, and soon, he closed his eyes.

The marrow sucker died, and Wolazun could not resist the heavy injuries and fell to the ground.

Psionic energy poured out of the wound, and the Patriarch of Nerazim, who was less injured and did not die immediately, struggled to pierce the scepter representing the supreme power of Nerazim into the ground before slowly falling to the ground.

Physical destruction can certainly kill a star spirit, but the determination is the reason why Volazun continues to live. She forcibly endured not to die, just for a promise from the Queen of Blades, who she knew had witnessed.

The cocoons continue to surge, the rebirth of the Queen of Blades turns the battle in the stars, and the Worm is in a tacit alliance with Darlam and the Rangers. When the Queen of Blades burst out of her shell, she ended a battle that had been sacrificed so much.

Kerrigan came to Volazun's side, bent his knees, and gently rested Volazun's head on his knee.

Of course, she felt that Vola Zun's life was only on the edge of death, and of course she also knew that this matriarch was enduring immortality.

"Thank you."

The Queen of Blades said, gently brushing her hand over Volazun's cheek, trying to close her eyes that no longer had light - but Worazun didn't want to die now.

Finally, the Queen of Blades realized something, and she looked at the sky, at the place where the two Arks had fallen, and at the place where the Hyperion had been destroyed.

"Volazun, I swear," a blood-laden demon made the first promise of his life, "I swear that as long as I live, the insects will not harm your people." ”

Finally, this sentence soothed the heart of Volazun, the leader who had made countless mistakes and closed his eyes forever.

With a heartfelt smile.

A faint breeze blew, and Volazun's body slowly dissipated into the air. Her hands, her body, her bones, her everything.

Except for the scepter that represents the patriarch of Nerazim.

His eyes flickered, and Artanis, who had seen everything behind him, finally realized that he had to move forward. He stepped forward, stepping over the blood and fury, past the scepter that had been pierced into the ground by Volazun—Artanis thought he would be able to hold back the rushing tears after all he had been through, but he could only find himself helplessly aware that he was nothing more than the most ordinary star spirit.

The liquid slid down the lines of his cheeks, pulled out his scepter with all his might, and walked to the side of the Queen of Blades.

Atanis struggled with all his might not to look at what Worazun had left behind, and he looked at the sky.

"We can't afford to hesitate any longer."

(End of chapter)