Chapter 11: Ruthless Slaughter
Chapter 11: Ruthless Slaughter
The earth-shattering cannon fire sounded the death knell of countless bugs, but many more bugs were attracted by the strong roar, and the rescue team couldn't have waited too long.
On the battlefield, a stinging snake and a one-eyed Templar confronted each other, the stinging snake let out a piercing and sharp roar, the snake body of the lower body squirmed forward, it waved its arms, and the sharp bone scythe cut directly at the one-eyed Templar in front of it, the latter's only eye exuded a ghostly light, the Templar's face did not have the slightest emotional fluctuations, in the face of the sharp bone scythe, he brazenly caught it with his bare hands, the strength of the stinging snake was very strong, the moment the two bodies touched, the one-eyed Templar's only eye flickered a little.
The roaring stinging snake wanted to launch a second round of attacks with its other arm, but the Templar did not give it this opportunity, only to see his other hand clenched into a fist, and a brilliant energy blade flashed out, and the one-eyed Templar did not hesitate at all, and directly cut off the target's waist without any suspense, and took advantage of the situation to cut off the arm bound by the stinging snake without destroying it, and the other hand flashed the blade again, and made up for the screaming stinging snake, and the screaming sound came to an abrupt end.
Frank: "Caldalis! ”
The One-Eyed Templar turned his head when he heard this, and Frank was walking towards him, "The sound of artillery fire here will soon attract the surrounding swarms, it's just my people, it's not enough to defend at all, we need more defensive strength, Caldalis!" Half of your troops and my men must be left behind to hold our temporary positions, and the rest enter the Archives to rescue them. ”
"No problem." Caldalis flickered his one-eyed and nodded. Some of the Protoss warriors soon received the latest orders through Kara's link, and half of the Templars withdrew to their temporary positions.
Frank nodded, his gaze looking around, quickly locking onto Zeratul and joining him.
"Let's act, we're running out of time." Zeratul saw Frank approaching and said
The rescue team soon came to the entrance of the Archive. The gate is more than 30 meters high, which is extremely magnificent, and the beautiful texture engraved on the surface of the door has long been torn by the minions of insects.
The Archives (i.e., the Lightning Library, the technological building of the Electrifiers) had already been forcibly torn open by bugs with a hole more than a meter wide in diameter, and the entrance to the cave was filled with darkness.
"Wait!" Frank stopped a Templar as he was about to enter the Archive, he stood by the entrance to the cave, and after a few moments, he closed his eyes, and an invisible ghostly power spread in, even though it was pitch black inside. But he was able to probe all the things in the Dao, and he was the only one here who had this ability.
After a few moments, Frank opened his eyes.
"How?" Zeratul asked.
"It's not good, there are a few bug corpses in there. However, there is no danger for the time being. Frank said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Zeratu was the first to jump into the hole.
Frank also enters the Archive, and the entire building has no energy to provide, and the interior is pitch black. All the devices are dormant.
Blades flashed out, and the light emitted by the blades became the only source of light.
"This building is unusually huge, and time does not allow us to search corner by corner, will we be able to get the exact location of our rescue target? Can a connection be made through a psychic link? Frank's voice rang out in the darkness. With a faint echo, it was clearly empty.
"Unable to establish link. However, the location of the target is in the static cabin at the core of the building, and there are multiple doors leading to the core of the archive, and it is impossible to force it open. Caldalis said.
"We need to give this building energy. It's a lot easier to get it up and running again. Caldalis said.
"Luckily, I brought some more dry goods." Frank said with a sudden smile, and removed a shiny square brick from his body. "Take it." He handed it to Caldalis.
Caldalis took it and looked at the item in his hand, his only eye suddenly lit up, and he could feel the abundant energy contained in this half-slap block.
"It's a high-purity energy crystal." "That's the equivalent of energy that can sustain the building for 10 minutes," Caldalis said. ”
"Ten minutes." Zeratul: "That's enough! ”
Caldalis handed the energy crystal to a Templar, and after a short wait, the entire building instantly lit up, and the darkness was instantly engulfed in dazzling light, and the condition inside was suddenly unobstructed.
More than ten meters wide, dozens of meters high, nearly 100 meters of straight passage, the internal structure is splendid, full of soft curves The art is vividly embodied, and like humans, the Protoss may also have an obsessive pursuit of golden yellow.
At a glance, Frank could only marvel at the passage 100 meters long and tens of meters high, and the floor seemed to be covered with a layer of gold, mixed with complex curved textures.
But at this moment, everyone's eyes were almost simultaneously looking at several places on the ground, where the corpses of several insects were lying quietly, blood spilling from their bodies on the golden floor.
Frank walked over to a bug corpse, half-crouched, looked at the wound of the bug corpse, and then looked at the blood on the ground, only to see him reach out and touch the blood on the ground, sniff, his eyes rolled, and he stood up without saying a word.
"Just died." Frank said the first thing, glancing at Zeratul, then at the corpse of the bug, and said, "Judging from the wound, it was injured by an extremely sharp energy blade. ”
"Energy Blade?" Zeratul glanced at the wound of the insect corpse in surprise, "Indeed! ”
"Could it be that the compatriots we want to rescue did it?" Caldalis said suddenly.
"Possibly, maybe they've already had a fierce battle with the insects." Zeratul nodded.
Frank: "Anyway, it's better to be careful, and get to the destination first." ”
In the depths of the Archive building, an unknown force of about a quarter of Mozeratu and the others was heading towards the same destination.
The building was re-energized, and the entire building was back in operation, and in a passageway, eight Dark Templars were speeding around.
"Yurash, they're already here." A Dark Templar said to the man at the front.
"Leave them alone, go as planned." A Dark Templar at the head replied without emotion.
At this point, the force fell silent again, and no one spoke. They have only one goal, the location of the static cabin.
After 4 minutes.
"Here it is, this is it!"
Yurash glanced at the hatch in front of him, "Open." ”
When the hatch opened, Yurash's gaze suddenly became extremely frenzied, and under this gaze, he was the first to enter the static cabin.
"You are ......"
As Yurush entered the Stagnant Cabin, a faint voice was heard.
Yurash looked at the source of the voice, and a Kara Protoss was sitting on a round platform, looking very weak.
Yurash looked at the frail Kara Protoss in front of him. The other man was dressed in a cape, and his attire indicated his identity, and he was a high-ranking Templar.
"It turned out to be a noble high-ranking Templar." Yurash said with a smirk.
"Who are you?" A weak voice came from the High Templar again, and at first glance at them, he saw hope, but now, he sensed that something was wrong.
"Finish off your people." Yurash made no secret of it, and his tone was fierce and fanatical.
When the high-ranking Templar heard this, his pupils shrank suddenly. "You are Dark Templars? Why? ”
Yurash's bloodthirsty gaze looked directly at the high-ranking Templar, "Self-proclaimed noble Templar, I want you to witness the brothers you saved feel the power of the Void, and finally. You will also be judged. ”
"What are you going to do?" The High Templar suddenly lost his mind and stood up, and he almost fell down in his weakness. Looking at the two brothers who were dormant in the stagnant cabin, he finally changed color, and the two warriors who were dormant in the stagnant cells had no power to resist at all.
"These are glorious men who have done great things for El. You can't do that! The High Templar roared, but unfortunately, he was so weak that he couldn't use even a single blow of psionic impact.
"Do you feel it too? Suffering? Despair? Helpless? Remorse? The more Yurash talked, the crazier he became.
"Nope! You can't do this. They have dedicated their lives to the El, and even if they die, they deserve to die honorably on the battlefield, not to be killed by your despicable death. The High Templar roared, even as a High Templar, he could not remain calm and restrained.
Yurash sneered and said, "Do it!" Time is running out. ”
"No!" The High Templar roared in almost hysterical rage.
Looking at the angry and helpless high-level Templars, Yurash laughed excitedly, and several Dark Templars who arrived with him flashed dark green light blades, without the slightest hesitation, the light blades cut through the static cabin, and the dormant high-level Templars rolled to the ground, a sharp blade pierced into the body without any suspense, and the corpse gradually turned into a puff of smoke, and then vanished.
"Stop!" The High Templar roared as he did his best to deliver the final blow, the remaining energy of his body frantically converging into his palm, attempting to unleash a storm of psionic energy.
Seeing this, how could Yurash, who was laughing wildly, give him such a chance? He came to the High Templar in a storm, "pointless resistance." As he spoke, he kicked the corner mercilessly at the high-level Templar, flew out five meters away, and slammed into the wall, the already weak high-level Templar was as if he had received a fatal blow, and the spiritual energy gathered in his palm dissipated indifferently, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.
"I'll kill you!" The High Templar trembled, his cloak was unusually embarrassed, and he had witnessed the group of men mercilessly slaying his best friends, and these people, with their eyes red, fanatical, trembling and excited, plunged the blades in their hands into the body of the High Templar, and the blades seemed to be plunged into his body at the same time, making him almost suffocate.
I can only watch the tragedy happen in despair and have no power to stop it, this feeling
(To be continued...... (To be continued......)