The armor of General Zeus accompanied Zeus throughout the battle of Domination and was the origin of the Judgment Paladin logo. It has been sealed since the end of the battle of Scarlet Twilight, and it is only today that it is worn back on the body of General Zeus.

Oman. Zeus stroked the helmet on his body, and his mind seemed to return to the days when he fought in blood and gunpowder day and night. At that time, how many comrades-in-arms had fought side by side, they were talented, but they were like shooting stars, releasing the most brilliant brilliance and passing away.

Many of them were more talented and powerful than Amanzeus, but they lacked a bit of luck. Only a Cun, like the Emperor of the Protoss Sword Princess, who had an overwhelming advantage in power in the late stages of the war, could ensure his survival in that extremely chaotic form. And now, it's time to fight to the death.

"The Knife Empress, speaking of which, I haven't seen her for many years. After so many years, I really don't know what she has become in the underground base of the law enforcement headquarters. Zeus muttered to himself, adjusting his armor.

This suit of armor was tailor-made for him more than ten years ago, and now it feels a little too tight when he wears it, and he needs to inhale and tuck his abdomen to put it on. This made the general can't help but begin to sigh about his young years. In fact, he just had a slightly convex belly, and he couldn't even see it when he wore the general's uniform.

After getting dressed up, Oman. Zeus clicked on the small light screen in his hand again. There are only a few icons on the screen, and when clicked, several small windows pop up, apparently surveillance video. One of them caught his attention and zoomed in to full screen.

It was a mixed weapons factory, and a dozen technicians were carrying out pieces of equipment and mounting them on five men, arming them like turrets with full barrels. These are people that the five Zeus generals are very familiar with, the four major generals who really rely on their combat effectiveness and the strongest colonel of the Protoss who has the strength of a major general.

The equipment brought out by the technicians was obviously tailor-made for five people, and the pieces were piled up one by one, and they couldn't be more close. It's just that the style of the equipment is a little weird, the firepower is really too fierce, and these weapons and ammunition would not be a small amount if they were placed on a heavy-duty combat vehicle, but now they are piled up on five people, how awkward it looks.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! You have a minute left, do you hear me, a minute! Unlike the other four major generals who didn't speak, Colonel Curry kept shouting loudly, making the already sweaty technicians run faster.

Now is indeed the time to race against time, the time before the insect tide hits the outer defense line has been calculated in minutes, and if the equipment can be completed one minute earlier, for a few major generals and Colonel Curriqiang, a strong man like Cheng Dù, he can choose a better combat position within a few kilometers.

Taking advantage of this flaw, Zeus seized the time to switch between several screens. The isolation screen of the command platform slowly lowered, and the staff officers in the hall who were waiting with bated breath looked up. When they saw General Zeus in old-fashioned combat armor, they were all speechless with astonishment. At the same moment, the images in the command hall had been transmitted to every corner of the Brood Alliance with the highest level of clearance, and all those who could afford it, including the heads of the various families and the commanders of important military bases, looked at Oman in uniform with bated breath. Zeus.

Some of the older people were solemn, and some of them had a dazzling sparkle in their eyes. These people still remember when Oman. What kind of wind and waves will Zeus mean when he wears this armor. Perhaps most people don't remember the origin of the ruling paladin, but they do know about Oman. Zeus laid the foundation for the creation of the Adjudicatory Paladin. Adjuring the paladin's totem-like emblem color, not because of anything else, but simply for the sake of Oman. Zeus salutes.

In front of the screen, General Zeus paused for a full second, and after the entire Brood Alliance was holding their breath, he said in a low, murderous voice, "Brothers! There are gods and humans among us, but we are all human beings. Now, whether our status is noble or not, there is only one thing! That's to get rid of those miscellaneous bugs! ”

The general's pre-battle mobilization was simple and rude, and a moment later almost every position, every stronghold, erupted with angry roars! The crisis came so quickly and so suddenly, leaving little time to react, that the vast majority of people fell into complete panic and despair. And now, a foul word from the general has turned the fear in the depths of the heart into anger.

It's getting darker. Looking out of the outermost observation post of the Brood Alliance, a dark cloud was rolling in the distance. Below them was night-like darkness, but there was still light on this side of the position. With the Black Cloud Striker as the line, one side is the sun, and the other is the eternal night.

In the sentry's pupils, at the bottom of the black, a blinding white light suddenly lit up! The light was so bright, and so contrasting, that it stinged his eyes, as if they had been pricked by a needle. He involuntarily closed his eyes, then immediately opened them again, and desperately opened them despite the intense pain. Fear had completely taken over his body, and in his field of vision, all he could see was a blazing light!

"Oh my God!" The sentry erupted suddenly, roaring with all his strength, and for a moment the sound even overwhelmed the shrill whistling sound of thousands of miniature missiles in the air. Before being hit and dissolved by countless venoms, he miraculously moved his body two meters, then pressed the siren with one hand and pulled the trigger with the other, firing several missiles on the side of the post.

Hundreds of venom attacks converged into a massive torrent that nearly wiped the outpost from the world. The little wreckage that fell was a hand that clung to the missile launcher, and its thumb pressed the button as if it were cast on it.

This is a small permanent security point, and only ten soldiers are stationed here, responsible for patrolling and guarding within a radius of more than ten kilometers. Under the first wave of blows, the warning point was completely destroyed under the repeated bombardment of tens of thousands of high-energy beams and thousands of miniature missiles and missiles, leaving a huge crater nearly several meters deep on the ground that would make anyone give up the idea of looking for traces of its former zài. However, several missiles zigzagged into the sky, exploding at the moment of contact with the high-energy beam, and the strong electromagnetic impact and violent explosion immediately caused thousands of classified hundreds of low-level Zerg puppies, as well as hundreds of stinging snakes and wyverns, to burst into electric sparks and turn into charcoal.

Compared to the scale of the entire insect tide, this bit of Zerg is not even a splash, but their remains are the last traces left by this warning point in the world. The Divine Zerg army, which was still trembling after landing, faintly witnessed the determination of the human race to fight back to the death from the other side.

Insect tides rolled by, casting the night onto the earth. Within the darkness there was darkness, and a shadow of great greatness swept over the earth. It was a supership with a length of 10,000 meters and a width of 5,000 meters, and when the supership flew by at a low altitude of several hundred meters, the gloomy shadow was suffocating.

The earth is like a dark-toned painting, with sparks of all sizes blooming on it, and the insect tide is like flowing ink, quickly soaking the whole picture. The sparks were large and small, many of which were quickly extinguished in the flow of ink, while others burned reluctantly, and although they were fluttering, they were never extinguished. Even in the deepest darkness, sparks can radiate light, and where they are, the ink will appear large and small. The surrounding ink fills the void and dissolves it with sparks.

From the grand view of the planet, war is like two intertwined colors competing with each other, and in the end all that is left at the forefront of the battle is a mixed variegated color. On the other hand, war is like a huge millstone, leaving behind shattered steel parts, flesh and life.