Chapter Twenty-Four: Controversy

"Finally," muttered Frank, knowing that a good show was about to come on.

"Dark Templar." Tasada began to speak. The distance between the two teams was less than ten yards, and his tone and the look on his face at Zeratul were distinctly filled with a sense of disgust, but not like, or not exactly, not like hatred, nor with much anger, and the voice seemed to be mixed with some pain.

"I am Zeratul, archon of the Dark Templars!" Zeratul revealed his identity, and his words sounded very gentle.

"I know you and your people." Tasada replied to him, he made no secret of his own disgust for the other party, and his words carried anger, "You are heretics, expelled from El, you are cursed heretics. He emphasized the word heresy. The atmosphere at the scene became visibly tense, and the Protoss warriors behind Tasada began to move with their eyes flickering, and they looked at the "heretic" on the other side very unkindly.

Zeratul shook his head, and he said sincerely, "I don't want and don't want to fight you, my brother. His voice echoed through the camp, through everyone's mind, and he continued: "Although you despise us, I also see the pain in your heart, and we don't quarrel, do we? On this planet, we have the same goal, we are allies on the battlefield, and we are brothers, you know? ”

"I don't see that much of you, but I only see one other enemy." Tasada replied to him, his gray-silver skin, his hands clenched, his eyes surging with blue brilliance, as if a majestic psionic energy had spilled out of it, and he replied coldly, "I see only an enemy who has corrupted the Templar heritage and tarnished the glory of my people. ”

The warriors behind Tasada showed off their energy blades. Tasada's last words were like a signal to attack. The warriors charged.

This is a different kind of battle, the fighting skills of the Protoss warriors, their strength and speed are easily beyond the limits of ordinary humans, they are a group of true warriors, they have been rigorously trained since birth, and they are warriors of glory and loyalty. As they battled the bugs, the brave warriors walked through a rioting crowd like well-trained warriors, wielding the shining and deadly blades of energy in their hands, slashing graceful swordsmanship like swordsmen, wielding their swords with precision. They are more like lone heroes, fighting alone in a mob that will only overwhelm their enemies with brute force and numbers.

And this time is different, more appropriately, this time it is two brave and powerful swordsmen who have met.

It was an unbelievably gorgeous battle between two swordsmen, and Frank was fascinated and even obsessed with watching in the dark, and they moved very fast, but it didn't escape his eyes.

The warriors under Tasada's command advanced at great speed, the energy blades in their hands dancing. Leaving a faint glimmer in the path of the blade, the blade crackling slightly in the thin air, an immensely gorgeous attack, and a Dark Templar met his attack. He didn't use the shadows to make himself invisible, none of them did, they fought it with dignity. It was a splendid battle, and the two swordsmen finally collided head-on. No one bothered him, just the two of them, just the two of them. The shining white and green energy blades intersected, the hot and cold light blades splashed sparks in the ashes and sand, it was a battle between silver and dark green, the shining light of the light blades illuminated the surroundings, and the light blades constantly collided, rubbing out scattered starfires, dazzling. They distanced themselves, and then collided again, attacked, defended, and fought

It's not a killing, there's no bloodshed, there's no death, it's a gorgeous artistic show.

When they fought, the leaders between the two of them did not make a move, and stood still as always, staring at each other in silence.

"Your fighters are well trained! Very strong! Eventually, Tasada spoke, saying this about the Dark Templars. Frank heard the hesitation when he said this, it was a kind of respect, Frank knew that Tasada was a man of integrity and fraternity, he would never say it, let alone do anything against his heart, never, his integrity was admirable.

"Your warriors too!" Zeratu also did not hesitate to give the other party a compliment, which was not perfunctory, but sincere words. He pointed at them, at the warriors under their command, and then he stared at him again, and Zeratul said, "Do you see that?" We act the same, we fight the same, we think the same, we go in the same direction. He took a step closer to Tasada, and Tasada took a step back, and seeing this, Zeratul stopped, and he began to say, shining with a pair of green eyes: "We are like light and shadow, without light there is no shadow, and without shadow there is no light. We just chose different paths, but that doesn't mean we're heretics, my brother. We have never forgotten and never given up the loyalty and glory that have always belonged to us, we have never forgotten Jì El, we have never given up on returning, our goal is the same, light and shadow should be inseparable, our true foundation is the same, don't you think so? ”

"Don't try to sway me with your lies and fallacies. Dark Templar. Tasada responded with an almost roar, and he took a few steps back to distance himself from him, retorting, "I know and learn about you, how you have betrayed our race, how you have divided our race, how you have severed our ties with each other. You betrayed us, you betrayed El, you betrayed yourselves, you betrayed a qiē. We are not the same. ”

"The ancient legend of the fragments?" Zeratul seemed to be talking to himself, but he didn't seem to be talking to himself, he took a few more steps forward, "Recall that old legends, they were just stories made up by your ancestors to explain why we left the El, and it is true, we left, but they bought countless lies in them. He took another step forward, which made Frank feel speechless for a while, he felt like a magic stick instigating the other party, no wonder Tasada retreated and retreated as he advanced, this picture seemed extremely discordant.

"Nope! Say no more! Tasada snapped, "I won't believe your fallacy, your words can't corrupt me." ”

Then, he set off and attacked Zeratul.

Too fast, this offense. Frank could barely see the whole thing, he saw the blue mist spraying from Tasada's arm at high speed, surging like the tongue of fire of the engine, and he locked onto Zeratul's chest, but Zeratul vanished. If Tasada's attack was as fast as lightning, then Zeratul's reaction was swift as a wind.

"Your offense is strong, but it's not focused." Zeratul flashed to his side and admonished the other party, "Energy is limited, you should not consume yourself in such a useless way, you should wait for a truly favorable moment to concentrate your forces to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy." ”

"I don't need your teachings." Tasada roared at him and attacked again, his movements so faster that Frank struggled to keep up with them. The battle intensified.

Zeratul dodged his attacks again and again in a dashing manner, and he didn't even make a move.

"Your attacks are still not focused." Zeratul continued to comment, Tasada's roar did not stop his words, he easily dodged the other party's blow again, and he began to shake his head, "I fought with all my strength, but I didn't fight with your heart, that's why your attack didn't really threaten me, and you shouldn't have launched a fierce attack in the first place." ”

Finally, Zeratul struck, his hand swaying outwards and slamming his wrist before the executive could pull back from his failed attack. The energy blade in Tasada's hand vanished in an instant, and Zeratul shone with his green eyes, "Lock on to your enemy with your heart, and then deliver a fatal blow." That's it to me. Zeratul shouted to teach him, and shadows surged from beneath his fingertips, a dark band of shadows wrapped around Tasada's other arm. When your heart locks on your enemy, your fists, any weapon on your body, any attack you have will move with it, so that you don't fail again. ”

Tasada erupted into a whirlpool of roars, half of pain, half of fear. It was the first time he felt fear.

Zeratul retracted his offensive and distanced himself from him.

"I've had enough of your interference! Dark Templar. "You distract me with your fallacies and riddles, but I won't interfere with you." ”

"Yes! You won't, but your enemies will. Zeratul continued.

"Yes! That's right, so you're my enemy. Tasada's blue eyes flashed and flashed, "And now, I will not be disturbed by you anymore, and your lies, your fallacies, will come to an end." Then, he attacked again, blades of light wrapped around his wrists and crackled with an electric explosion...... (To be continued......)