Alien Domination

"There is one thing we have, but the Morning Star Federation does not."

"And this kind of thing has nothing to do with the level of technology, even if the Morningstar Federation develops for 10,000 years, it will not have it.

At this time, someone said quietly.

Everyone looked in the same direction of the round conference table.

It was the "Prophet", the spiritual leader of the "Protoss" who made the sound.

If you don't stay together often, many people here may not recognize that what they see is a "prophet."

After the invasion of the "Zerg", the "Prophet" quickly changed from a middle-aged man to an old man.

After a long period of time, the "Prophet" who had been carefully nurtured regained his youthful vitality and became a middle-aged man who was rich and powerful.

However, after the "Morning Star Federation" and "Zerg" appeared again, the "Prophet" began to age rapidly.

Such aging is actually not uncommon. When his mental power is overdrawn, the "prophet" will be like this.

With the level of biotechnology of the "Protoss", as long as the "Prophet" stops overdrawing his mental power, sooner or later, he will be restored.

But this time is different. After the appearance of the "Sarnaga", the "Prophet" has not stopped his aging.

Up to now, he seems to have completely overdrawn all his vitality, and he may die at any time when he grows old.

"Nether Energy?"

"Are you talking about Youneng?"

Speaking of the "prophet" at this point, how could those "super powers" still not understand, a "super marshal" asked in surprise.

"Morning Star Federation is actually human civilization in the final analysis."

"When the Sarnagars created humans, they implanted phantom energy into their genes."

"But the power of phantom energy is not suitable for all species. If our phantom power is a star, then the phantom power possessed by some human beings is probably a bonfire, and it is impossible to compare it."

"This is the difference between us and the Morningstar Federation. Perhaps this is the reason why the Creators chose us instead of choosing the Morningstar Federation which is more suitable to be allies."

Speaking slowly, just a few short words, the "Prophet" seemed to have exhausted all his strength, but was half-fallen on the wide chair and gasped.

Behind him, a female tribe quickly picked up a bottle of special drink and handed it to the "Prophet". The dark green potion would make the "Prophet" quickly recover some physical strength.

"It looks like this should be the case."

"Then what we are going to discuss next is the second key issue. When the Sarnagars asked us to move over, they repeatedly stated that they wanted us to move."

"Out of cautious considerations, we only brought half of the fleet and moved here, under the pretext that we couldn't move in at once because there are more materials and personnel that need time to prepare.

"But the Sarnagar, who has repeatedly informed us to move in as soon as possible, why after we moved in more than half of the time, they never mentioned the previous statement repeatedly?"

At this time, a "super marshal" spoke up.

His words silenced everyone again.

"Prophet, what's wrong with you?"

After a while, a "Super Templar" next to the "Prophet" felt abnormal. When he turned his head and looked over, he found the "Prophet" whose body was shaking with his eyes closed, but he asked nervously.

He did not respond. When some people couldn't help but want to touch him to figure out the situation, the people who had been standing behind the "Prophet" stopped him and pointed their finger at the "Prophet"'s head.

Although it was strange to suddenly use the ability of "prophecy" in such a meeting, everyone still accepted this fact.

Today, the "Protoss" few people care about whether the "Prophet" who continues to overdraw their physical strength will suddenly die. They are more concerned about how the "Pros" can continue to survive.

The death of the "Prophet" will not affect the future of the "Protoss", because according to the law of the past, after the death of a "Prophet", one of the existing "Protoss" will be born. The new "Prophet".

Waiting patiently and nervously, everyone at the meeting stopped discussing, they just stared at the "Prophet" whose body was shaking violently.

After dozens of seconds, the "Prophet" finally slowly opened his eyes.

It was difficult to see the expression on the wrinkled old cheeks, but almost everyone saw deep fear in the muddy eyes of the "Prophet" for a moment.

"Do everything possible to send a message to the fleet remaining in the original star field, and let them leave immediately."

"Don't think about defeating the Zerg to recover the home planet, and don't wait for us."

"Immediately, now."

The body that should have calmed down was still trembling violently, but this time it was obviously not because of the use of abilities, but the fear deep in the bones, the "Prophet" shouted vigorously in a changed voice.

As soon as he said this, the expressions of all the people in the meeting changed.

"You...what did you see?"

After an instant, almost seven or eight people asked at the same time.

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"Leader, you can be sure."

"The seventy-six genes that we tested were derived from super-living organisms, all of which were perfectly fused with the experimental body."

"Also as we expected, it only took a short time for the mutant to reach the same comprehensive strength as the super life form of Gene Source, and it continues to become stronger."

At the same time, in the huge "boat of life", a "Sarnaga" biologist wearing a research suit was on a video call with Salmon.

"The last batch of specimens was shipped yesterday."

"Plus the first four batches, how many genetic specimens do we have in total?"

Salmon asked lightly.

"There are a total of 763, and we have screened out a total of 108 genes. In the brain modeling and analysis, these one hundred and eight special gene samples can be perfectly structured with our genes. Location fit."

The biologist apparently had enough information, but he opened his mouth and responded to Salmon in an instant.

Just as he was about to say something, on the platform in front of Salmon, another warning sound of a communication connection request sounded.

Frowning, Salmon still connected.

"Leader, we have detected a regular spatial fluctuation. The same spatial fluctuation occurred three times within a month, and it was all in that area."

"According to your previous request, I have sent a star map of the abnormal area."

A clan member appeared on the other light screen, but said respectfully to Salmon.

Salmon nodded simply, and then ended the communication.

However, when he opened the news he had just received, his brows wrinkled in an instant.