On the purple ground, a lot of red fluorescent light floated up, and after floating up for several meters, it barely shone on the world under the dark night around them. The two dim red rays reflected nothing but the frame of the Protoss Arsenal, the half-collapsed Terran armored base, and the ruins of the Zerg creature breeding ground scattered around, as well as the wreckage of a large number of Tribe creatures and weapons. The world at night is full of purple-red fluorescence.

Such a place, the planet that was once the Zerg Mother's Hive ten years ago, was the battlefield where the main forces of the combined forces of the Protoss and the Terrans fought a decisive battle with the main forces of the Zerg, but now, it has become a ruin.

A blinding fire suddenly lit up at the corner of the street not far away, and frenzied and hysterical shouts mingled together and quickly rushed towards this direction. The screams that almost punctured the eardrums were heard far away in the slightly noisy night.

The frantic Protoss warriors not far away immediately burst out into a shout that could not tell whether it was excitement or joy, and in less than a minute, the torches lit up the alley, and more than a dozen Protoss warriors whose armor was already tattered, but their faces were intertwined with cruelty and excitement rushed into the alley, you pushed me and squeezed me, chasing deep into the alley.

A guy who looked particularly stout waved the spikes in his hands, and his arms kept squeezing the people in front of him from left to right, shouting while chasing: "I'll catch that Terran woman polluted by the Zerg later, I'm going to be the first to play with her!" Whoever dares to fight with me, I will smash his head! ”

A lean middle-aged man behind him let out a loud laugh at a volume disproportionate to his size, and said mockingly, "Come on, Black Samurai!" That woman has been polluted by the Zerg, who knows what she is carrying, you dare? Aren't you afraid that in the middle of the game, a bug will run into your body and eat your internal organs? ”

The Black Knight muttered, "That's hard to say, I'm stronger than you, and if any worm dares to burrow into my body, I'll kill the damn filthy worm before then." It was just that he said it nicely, but his voice was clearly starting to hesitate.

His hesitation immediately burst into laughter from several people, including several Terran warriors. A Terran warrior laughed and said, "Black Warrior, you even dare to go on the mutant insect body, why are you afraid?" Isn't it going to work? Hahaha! ”

Since the Great War, the Zerg army has been wiped out, and all the flying machines and main forces of the Terran and Protoss have also disappeared in the final battle.

And due to the fierce battle affecting the order of time and space, the planet was moved to a different time and space, and now even if there is long-range communication, it is impossible to find its own rescue air force. And the numerous remnants of the Zerg are still stubbornly surviving on this planet, still relying on attacking the scattered Terrans or Protoss, using them to parasitize their offspring, so that the endangered Zerg can continue to multiply.

From now on, the ground forces of the Terrans and Protoss can only stay on this huge, but very desolate planet, and they will also be attacked by the Zerg hidden in the shadows. In the same way, because of the end of the war and the distraction of people's hearts, some of the soldiers and warriors of the human and god races were gathered together by the high-level, while most of them wandered around in search of their own paradise. However, the stragglers of the two races are not united at all, and sometimes they often run each other.

Hearing the crowd of several Terran warriors, the Black Warrior roared in exasperation. However, in the face of the Terran machine guns, the Black Warrior Industry did not have the courage to act directly. He could only shout: "I don't care! Whoever thinks he is not afraid of death will go up, anyway, Lao Tzu will not do it! ”

Suddenly, someone screamed, "Don't let me come, all of you!" It's been a long time since I've seen such a beautiful woman! This woman must have been born in a privileged family, and she couldn't be the descendant of a nobleman, otherwise she wouldn't have such a good skin. ”

It was a thin old man who was screaming, and all he had was a dirty cloth wrapped around him, except that his military uniform was rotten into strips of cloth. His bony body was covered in rotting sores and the top of his head was bare, and he was panting all the way, his chest purring like he was pulling an old-fashioned bellows. More than a dozen Terrans and Protoss rushed out from the other end in the blink of an eye. After the flickering firelight passed, darkness reigned again.

Suddenly, in the midst of the screams and screams of the women, the screams and screams of many men of the Terran God Clan erupted. A Zerg, slightly smaller than a human and covered in blood, desperately ripped open the woman's abdomen, and tore the old man's abdomen and burrowed into it.

The woman and the old man screamed and died, while the surrounding Terran and Protoss warriors raised their machine guns and spikes and attacked the corpse, knocking the two corpses and the larva into a funnel.

In the dark alley, a figure wrapped in a black felt blanket suddenly moved, lowered its head and slowly lifted it, and pulled out a large rag from under the blanket. The edge of the rag showed half of the palm, and the immature silhouette clearly belonged to a child. And in the low-hanging blanket, there was a soft and wise light, and it was the eyes of an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, silently watching the infant baby.

The little girl who looked like a few months was neither crying nor making trouble, and a pair of big eyes were looking back at the deep eyes. It was a girl with a straight nose, skin as clear as the finest cheese, and small lips with a rare knife-like line. All in all, she was very pretty, especially for a small baby who was a few months old.

The boy blinked, and the baby's eyes flickered a few times. Finally, he reached out and opened the tightly wrapped swaddling cloth a little, so that the baby could hear the sounds around her, the roars of the Protoss warriors and Terran warriors killing the zerg, and the occasional burst of unpleasant, mournful screams of the zerg.

The slender white fingers were withdrawn into the blanket, the girl's head tilted slightly, her ears trembled and trembled, and she took in all the sounds around her, and listened very attentively.

The violent feast in the distance didn't last long, and with a roar of disappointment, the Protoss warriors gradually fell silent. Then a burst of fire rose into the sky, and with the billowing smoke drifting away, there was a foul smell of burnt. Obviously, the corpse of the Zerg was burned, and the raging fire represented the determination of the Terran and the Protoss who hated the Zerg to annihilate the Zerg.

The next day, the sun rose as usual. The blazing sun struggled to penetrate the thick gray clouds, spilling onto the smorgasbord of purple and yellow-black land. However, the dense gray clouds are not visible to the sun. The whole world was gloomy, and this was the daytime, a gloomy world, and not even a trace of real sunlight could be seen.

Bang, bang! Bursts of noisy noise broke the silence of the early morning. An elderly man in his fifties shouted in a hoarse voice while vigorously tapping an empty iron pipe stuck in the ground: "It's work! Get up for me, bunnies! Let veteran Tom see how lucky guys are left today! ”

More than 100 people jumped up from the ground and ran towards this direction, but at a distance of five meters from the old man, these people automatically stopped, as if there was an invisible boundary there, so that they could not take a single step forward.

There were a few people in the crowd who didn't know what was going on, and they were still desperately squeezing forward. Several strong men around immediately scolded: "The newcomer is in the back of the line!" What is squeezing? Before those people could react, they had already received a few heavy punches in the face, and they fell to the ground involuntarily.

The people around him immediately punched and kicked each other, showing no mercy. After a while, the strong men of the human race or the god race threw a few newcomers who were beaten to death outside the group, and spat out a few mouthfuls of thick phlegm with hatred.

For ten years, the veteran Tom had long been accustomed to the atrocities of these wandering gods and humans, and only shrugged his shoulders indifferently. He wears an old military uniform that has completely lost its lustre, and a pair of high-waisted military boots on his feet. Compared with the men around him who dressed like beggars, Tom, the veteran of the human race, was simply a king.

He was indeed as arrogant as a king, with a silver badge pinned to his chest. The back of the badge is a Terran arsenal base, with a rumbling tank in the center, and a flattened Zerg underneath the tank. In the sun, the badge sparkles and stands out. Hundreds of eyes fell on the badge from time to time, some fear, some envy, and more of it was the greed of the thin wolf.