Chapter 418: Conflict

I can't believe that Clank would put so much power in Lilina's hands.

Although I have always stayed away from the head-numbing conceptual knowledge of the occult, I still know a lot about the knowledge of God after spending so much time with a god day and night, and resurrecting a target who has completely died and even dissipated his soul is definitely not something that can be accomplished in a ten second of reading a note in the game - it has touched the limits of the world, and even the privileges of the gods.

That is to say, under normal circumstances, only the true god can have the authority to give new life to the deceased at will, in addition, even the surrogate of the gods needs to go through layers of approval before they can do such a thing that violates the rules, of course, under normal circumstances, the surrogate who can be the god must be a big god stick who is in front of God, and similar approval can be easily done......

But looking at Lilina's kung fu just now, she directly resurrected more than a dozen Protos warriors, and dared to give such a big privilege to this poisonous pseudo-Lori?

Is it because he can't personally intervene in this incident, but can only let his agent "supervise" and thug from the side, so he tries every means to exploit the loopholes of the law to strengthen us?

Jingle Bell, you god are really ...... It's amazing

"This girl is our most powerful goddess," my voice reminded Zeratul, who was busy talking to his kindred who had just come back from the dead, "She can give new life to the dead—miracles accomplished by the power of the gods, so you don't have to worry about the aftermath of such a resurrection." ”

"Powerful and mysterious Emperor Xiling, please accept my sincere respect and gratitude-"

Zeratul pressed his hand to his chest and gave me a solemn salute, but I stopped him.

"Now we have more important things to solve, such as the more than 10 million bugs out there."

The battle continued as I led the fully rejuvenated Protos warriors and Zeratul to the small square in front of the temple.

The bugs seemed to be endless, launching a non-stop suicidal pounce in a monotonous but most heart-wrenching way, surging magical energy filled the air, constantly igniting several specific chemical reactions in the pounced Zerg's body, covering the entire temple with a thick layer of corpse fragments outside the arcane barrier that covered the entire temple, so that the Magisters of Azeroth and the Soldier of Hilin had to vaporize these disgusting "carpets" again and again with fire novas or spectral pulses, because to strengthen the defenses, The scorpion soldiers, who were originally the best at charging in this kind of close-range melee, could not leave their positions at will, so they had to transform into semi-fixed turrets one by one, inserting their mechanical arthropods deep into the ground, and the photon cannons on their tails were full of fire, venting and strafing the enemy group wantonly.

They were really resentful of long-range attacks.

"Well, it's a lot of physical work...... I don't study magic anymore. ”

Shallow suddenly muttered something next to me, which made me curious, but following her gaze, I must admit that casting spells is really a physical task......

Two minotaur shamans, standing back to back near the arcane shield, were eyeing the ground with an air hammer (don't ask me what the Hillings would have in their equipment, a primitive tool like an air hammer in their equipment), and several totem poles with mysterious runes had been inserted crookedly on the ground beside them.

I'll admit, the crystal floor here is a bit too strong, but is it really okay for you to make holes in the floor of the temple? Anyway, in Azeroth, where there is no air hammer drill, how the hell do these guys called shamans fight, bastard?

Later, I learned that these shamans usually use their affinity for the earth elements to arrange totems, but unfortunately in this crypt full of alien crystals, those elements are not good at all, and these shamans feel that the conventional method of illustrating totems is not as reliable as a wind hammer......

"It's time to leave."

Looking at the massive swarm of insects pushing and shoving on the outside of the shield, I let out a long breath and concentrated my energy, preparing to go straight to the map AOE and burn down the entire crypt.

"Just leave it to me."

Lilina suddenly stepped forward and interrupted my movements, and I noticed that there was still something unnatural on her face, but more of a stubbornness.

"It was so embarrassing just now, and now I definitely have to get the field back - in the name of the goddess"

Our goddess said through gritted teeth.

You just save some face for your Goddess Highness, has Jingle Bell never sorted out her teachings?

"The number of insect swarms here is quite large, and with our current combat strength, I am afraid it will be difficult to break through smoothly."

Zeratul still habitually used to analyze our strength in the usual way of fighting, and came to this conclusion, but Lilina only pursed the corners of her lips, and slowly closed her eyes.

Hidden fluctuations are gradually transmitted.

It wasn't energy, I was 100% sure, it was like some kind of thought, or more accurately, some kind of "meaning", centered on Lilina, spreading in all directions, and if you really want to describe what this spread is, it's like the vision that the light gives you when it spreads, the faint pleasure of the breeze, the feeling that everyone can feel that something is wandering here but no one can tell what it is, magic, the ultimate "magic" that cannot be described by conventional wordsIt was also the first time I had seen Lilina fully reveal the strength of her fully fused body, and my curiosity kept me holding my breath and waiting for a miracle to happen.

On the surface, there was no flashy light or elaborate rituals, only a more substantial green glow in Lilina's emerald hair, and bits of fluorescence falling from the latter's hair, like ...... I'm going to say it and it affects the aesthetics.

After a long time, Lilina opened her eyes and said gently to the bugs, "You are dead. ”

Then, 10 million Zerg really died.

You can't comprehend the tremendous impact of this silent scene, the boundless insect tide that was surging wildly a second ago, attacking the temple with overwhelming force, instantly turned into a static image under the force of a word, and then slowly fell to the ground in slow motion, closing his eyes peacefully at the same time.

Although this is quite inconsistencious and full of curiosity, I really have the impression that these zerg, like children who have fallen asleep obediently at the behest of their mother, have given up their lives without resistance at one of Lilina's orders.

I watched Lilina floating in the air from behind, and suddenly felt that I really should reacquaint myself with this image of a poisonous tongue and a black belly......

"Ha Luha, you're finished~ I dared to make the old lady so embarrassed just now, now it's all over, tell you that the old lady is the chief priest of the goddess of life, in the name of the goddess and her old man...... Hmm, it hurts."

I knocked Lilina out of the air with a knife, and then clamped this imageless pseudo-Lori under the armpit, breaking out in a cold sweat.

I shouldn't have any idea of normalizing the abnormal people around me

"You girl, why didn't you use it sooner when you have such a powerful move?"

After recovering from that strange scene just now, I remembered to ask Lilina that since she had this kind of anti-heaven magic technique that killed tens of millions of Zerg in an instant, how much work would she have saved us if she had used it earlier

"I was scared at first, I couldn't concentrate," Lilina honestly admitted, "and there is an upper limit to the magic of commanding death, there are too many insects just now, even if you use magic to kill them, there is no compromise in the law, if it is established, if it is established, if it is not established, it will not be established, but there will be no situation where all the insects are half dead due to the failure of the magic technique...... Hey, put me down."

Lilina finally realized the embarrassing fact that she was caught under the armpit, and danced free from my clutches.

Forget it, let's believe this guy - I mean believe she's scared, this guy is a dead duck, and it's not easy for her to admit that she's scared too.

"Now we can go."

I reached out and touched Zeratul, who had been reduced to stone, and the latter shuddered involuntarily before realizing that the Zerg who had besieged my people for days were now all dead.

Then there is a deeper horror and awe of these mysterious races in front of him who have human appearances, but are so strong that they are beyond the spectrum, especially the harmless "emperor" who has been making soy sauce from beginning to end, if even a small "goddess official" beside him has the power to destroy tens of millions of Zerg in one sentence, then how strong should he be?

We gathered three squads, with the Scorpion Soldiers as the vanguard, and hundreds of Hiling GIs on the rear and flanks, quickly moving towards the exit of the crypt, the ground along the way was densely covered with Zerg corpses, they had no scars on their bodies at all, and it could even be said that every cell in their body was intact, this method of death made Zeratul feel quite puzzling, he didn't understand the principle of "setting a target's attributes to death" sounded like a fantasy.

"That's where you came from?"

Zeratul asked with a look of surprise on his face when he saw us arrive at the entrance of the Crystal Jungle without any worries and prepare to enter.

"yes, is there a problem?"

Zeratul hesitated for a moment before explaining: "Actually...... The real exit of the crypt is somewhere else, this crystal jungle is one of the defense systems of the temple, after the temple is activated, the entire crystal jungle will form an energy resonance, unless it is a 'Protoss' warrior with a shield, ordinary life will die immediately from this resonance as soon as it enters the jungle...... Here, it should be a very dangerous defensive barrier. ”

I was stunned, and then I didn't know what expression to put on my face: "Defense system, indeed, it makes our communicator not very good...... But we have a much more powerful ...... Uh, communicators. ”

The average Xiling unit has a ghost shield that is far superior to that of the Protoss, and the few of us who don't use the ghost shield are all supermen who are out of specification, and the defense ability of this crystal jungle is really a joke.

Hearing my words, Zeratul's expression was hidden under the mask, but I couldn't see it, but the expressions on the faces of the dozens of warriors he brought with him ...... Anyway, does Protos also have times when his eggs hurt?

It didn't take long for us to make our way through the vast crystal jungle, and as soon as we entered the familiar black crypt passage, emergency communications from the mothership suddenly cut into the channel.

"Protos fleet?"

I was slightly surprised to receive a message from the captain of the mothership who had stayed behind, and then turned my searching gaze to Zeratul.

"Did something happen?"

Naturally, Zeratul couldn't hear our conversation on a spiritual level, but he asked curiously when he saw my face change suddenly and his eyes were on himself.

"The fleet in the orbit we stayed behind is surrounded by a large number of Protos fleets, and it looks like the other side is menacing."

"Fleet?" Zeratul was also surprised, "Shakulas has never sent a fleet here, and if I could, I would like to meet with the commander of that 'Protoss' fleet." ”

"Adjutant, prepare to accept the space coordinates, we are going back."

In a few minutes, we had teleported back to the mothership through space, and the other landing forces that were exploring the planet and the research ships that had already begun scanning the temples of Protos were ordered to stand by in place.

"Phew—" I sighed, looking at the hologram showing images of distant fleets, "it's a big scale." ”

And the direction of the shallow sigh is obviously different from mine: "Wow, the warships of Protos are all like this, golden, Ah Jun, Ah Jun, let's knock them down and sell iron."

A lot of the time, I don't know what kind of attitude Lu Dao should have towards the weird remarks that suddenly pop up in the shallow, this girl seems to be serious on every unreliable question, and she seems to be serious...... The thought doesn't usually survive in her mind for more than three minutes.

The captain of the mothership had already compiled the enemy's information and presented it to us, and the number shown on it convinced me that the other side had not come for friendly consultations.

The three largest warships led by the enemy are all concentrated in front of our mothership, they have a majestic posture of nearly thirty kilometers, and there are very wide openings under the streamlined golden alloy shell, through these openings covered with protective force fields, you can faintly see the automatic robots and assembly plant-like production lines shuttling inside, and its rounded main structure is full of shield generators that emit blue light, this thing should be the legendary Protos aircraft carrier?

It is said that these things were converted from the heavy factories of the "Protoss", although I don't know if this statement is true, but if you put aside the warships of the Xiling Empire, such a mothership is indeed worthy of amazement - and I didn't expect Protos's high-level warships to move in the direction of the design of "mobile military cities", but in this regard, the Xiling people have done it more thoroughly.

In the open space behind these three huge warships, there are thousands of shuttle-shaped warships hovering, their size is much smaller than that of aircraft carriers, only about a few kilometers in length, and their front ends are composed of several bent structures like mechanical arms, through the scanning of the eternal class mothership host, we found that this thing has a fairly complete energy gathering module, according to its structural strength, the mothership host made a conclusion that "this kind of battleship has the power to damage the Xiling battleship after a long time of energy gathering", Set it as the second threat target after the Protoss carriers, each of these enemy ships has at least three aiming frames with the word "Lock" written on it.

And after removing these relatively threatening targets, there are about a few thousand Protos warships left, all of which are weird ships that we can't recognize at a glance, and it seems that it is impossible to rely on the experience gained in the game to judge the real StarCraft units, although these strange ships are huge, they have been classified as non-threatening targets by the mothership host: basically something that is completely defeated by individual fighters.

"Not your ship?" I turned to Zeratul, who shook his head and said, "Ships from Shakulas will all have markings unique to our Dark Templars. ”

"Connect me to the public channel."

I frowned, and ordered the captain to make contact with the other party.

A protos commander in alloy armor with an emaciated face appears on a holographic projection.

"Blasphemers, you have set foot on this sacred place of our ancestors without permission and disturbed the peace of the holy place, and you must pay for it."

As soon as he spoke, the Protos commander uttered something that made me somewhat inexplicable in a rather stern tone.

"Uh...... It seems that you are hostile to us, but it seems that we did not destroy the ruins of Protos on this planet, right? It's the Zerg who are wreaking havoc here, and they've been wiped out by us, so you should be grateful to me. ”

I was telling the truth, but it drew a disdainful sneer from the other party: "Hmph, what an arrogant remark, see for yourself what your soldiers are doing to the temple of our ancestors?" And you've stolen the undesecrated artifact—don't try to quibble, I can feel the power of the artifact calling out to its true owner in your fleet...... Hand it over."

I turned my head to look at Zeratul, who was no doubt referring to what he was carrying with him at the moment.

"My compatriots, it seems that you have misunderstood these foreign friends," Zeratul said, not shirking his responsibility, walking over to the communicator, "the artifact is still in the possession of Protos, and my warriors and I have only been rescued by these friends and have remained on their ships for the time being. ”

"Dark Templar Zeratul" immediately showed a somewhat surprised expression when he saw Zeratu suddenly appear in front of the communicator, and it sounded like even Zeratul, who was of the same race, could not make the unfamiliar Protos commander's tone soothe in the slightest.

"Zeratul, I'm Pros, the Enforcer from Tadalim, why are you with these aliens who have invaded the Holy Land?"

As soon as I heard that the other party was a member of Tadalim, I felt as if I was in trouble.

This is one of the most xenophobic tribes in all of Protos, known for their stubbornness and disdain for the weaker races, and more importantly, these somewhat neurotic violents don't seem to have much of an interest in Zeratul - they have always regarded the Dark Templars as hereticals