The white lotus that was punished

Bai Lian was wrapped in a warm coat, his arms were tightly around the other's waist, and he buried his face in the other's chest.The clear breath lingered at the tip of his nose. Even though he was in the perilous escape planet, the warm comfort flowed to his limbs and bones, making him completely forget about it.

"You are no different from raising a child." The old man had a sour expression on his face.

The three of them are at the top of a certain tree at the moment, and all the disputes below are in full view.Bai Lian poked his head out timidly, and was scared back by the frightening crowd of scavengers. He softly asked his protector: "They must fight so soon? Why is it not too late?" What about one o'clock?"

"Because the safe zone is shrinking." Roy replied.The boundary of the safe zone in the distance has reached the edge of Zone 22. Beyond that invisible dividing line, there are withered plants and dead bones exposed under the wind and sand.Seen from a distant space satellite towards the Exodus, it has degraded from a vibrant green to a dusty, sandy yellow.All that remains is a tiny green dot, isolated in a cloud of flying dust—this is Area 22.

"If they don't decide the winner as soon as possible, they will have to abandon these scavengers occupying the living space when the competition circle shrinks further." At that time, the advantages they established in the previous rounds will be gone. live.

"Then why don't we join?"

"OMEGA," the white-haired BETA squatting on the top of another tree turned his head, his fox eyes slightly raised, "Have you never heard a sentence? The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole follows."

"We are orioles."

fugitive star underground

There are a lot of lighting equipment arranged in the center of the earth, and every corner is fully illuminated, so bright that it makes people feel a little dazzling, Wei Huai suppressed the many emotions that emerged in his heart.

"what do you mean?"

The Zerg in the seat bent his eyes, "Aren't you always confused, how can you, as a god, suddenly become a Zerg one day."

"Obviously the Zerg race is just a shoddy product made after drinking the blood of the gods."

"No," the higher Zerg narrowed his compound eyes, "I haven't lost my memory." The moment Meera died, as an adjutant, he took over the group of human slaves "under Meera's command".Out of anger at this group of humans and some sort of repressed unwillingness, he restrained his dislike of humans, and left this planet with the first batch of newborn Zergs.

In the following hundreds of years, he has been devoting himself to finding a way to revive Mera. The lowly slave died after distributing Mera's blood, but there has been no new successor among this group of Zerg.

He even did not hesitate to attack himself, transforming himself into a Zerg. He experimented over and over again, using himself, the Zerg, and even humans, during this long period of hundreds of years!

"But the real Wei Huai wouldn't do such a thing." The virtual projection carelessly picked up the lingering fog that hovered in his mind. "The moment Mera was defeated, he lost control of all the protoss under him."

"Where is there any adjutant who wants to defeat Mei Ra, who has worked so hard for a hundred years to resurrect him."

"The Protoss are not human." They were indifferent and ruthless, and rational to the extreme, how could there be such a humane gesture.

hundreds of years ago

"That Mera was really stabbed to death by Sif?" The slave in the camp stood up excitedly when he heard the news. He was the second in command of the human resistance army.This time, I was divided into two battles with Sif, so I couldn't see this exciting scene.

"Great, great." The second-in-command paced excitedly in the tent, and grabbed the collar of the visitor again. "Where's the blood? Where's Meera's blood? Did Sev drink it?"

"My lord, this is exactly what I want to tell you." The soldier looked flustered, almost overwhelmed by the fact, "Master Sif drank it, but, but he died."

"Dead, dead?" The second in command staggered back as if hearing something unbelievable.The veil around his face fell down, revealing his inhuman mouthparts.But he couldn't care less about these.

The human army has long realized that it is impossible to defeat these protoss who are far superior to humans genetically.Fortunately, the protoss are warlike, and they secretly began to drink the blood collected from the battlefield.It's just obvious that although their strength has improved, the side effects are also very significant.

This appearance of being human but not human made them have to wrap themselves tightly and live in fear all day long.They realized one thing, they had to truly defeat a Protoss and drink all the blood of the opponent, so that they could use this as a breakthrough point to train human warriors one after another.Human beings may have the opportunity to stand up.

And this breakthrough point lies in Mei Ra, who takes them in and has no defense against them.

It's a pity that Sif, who directly serves Mei Ra, has been reluctant to do so.He has already warned him many times that this task can only be undertaken by him, and it is only possible that he can succeed.

The emperor was not in a hurry for the eunuchs, they didn't want to be called around by these protoss for the rest of their lives, working for them and living in fear every day.The second in command gritted his teeth fiercely, and became even more anxious after hearing the details added by his subordinates.

"Since Lord Sif drank the blood, he locked himself and Lord Mera's body in the tent, and we didn't dare to disturb them. When we found out that something was wrong, we found that Lord Sif had already killed himself."

"He slayed himself?! Who gave him the power?! We controlled him, so what?! Compared with the survival of all human beings, what is a little sacrifice?! He thought that I couldn't see his dirty thoughts Is it transparent?!"

The second in command was out of breath. He pointed at his subordinates and roared, his ferocious mouthparts angrily shaking in the air. "Go! Go get his blood! I'll drink it!"

"But, but Master Sif," the subordinate stammered, and finally brought the second-in-command to the camp. "You'll know it when you look at it."

On the bed of the tent, two corpses were lying upside down.One of them is familiar to them, it is the protoss Mera who was plotted to death by them, and the other is mutated into a shape that is not human, like a pool of molten liquid, with messy insect limbs protruding from the pool of liquid , clinging to the other person beside him—this is Sif.

There was deathly silence in the camp, and Sif, who drank all his blood, failed in transformation.All their previous ideas, just started, completely failed - human beings can't become gods by drinking the blood of gods.

After a long time, the second in command let out a long sigh. "It seems that this road is not going to work." He put his hands behind his back and walked outside the tent, his back looked much older.

The subordinate stammered from behind and asked, "Then, what should we do here?"

"Take the blood." The second in command turned around, glanced at the two intertwined corpses, and sneered. "He has to do something for us humans."

"The first batch of human rebels didn't stop there. Although they were suppressed by the Protoss after that, their behavior became even crazier."

The projected figure cast its eyes on Wei Huai, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. "They came up with a new idea - God-making plan."

The two scythes of the high-level Zerg were placed on his chest, and he took away the sharp aura on his body. He was obviously a Zerg, but he had a gentle and elegant temperament. "you and me?"

Sif in the projection shook his head, "No, it's us."

In this bug nest-like cave, there are hundreds of mechanical bug chrysalis that have exploded, big and small. It's not hard to imagine what a terrifying force those that break out of their shells will be.

"Oh." Wei Huai smiled very slightly, "Stupid human beings." The blade of the sickle glowed coldly, and the body that had turned into insects was like an armor made of the most cutting-edge technology, which is the physical limit that humans cannot reach , is also an opponent that mankind has struggled to overcome for nearly a hundred years.

Hundreds of years of grievances became a man-made phantom in just a few words. The high-level Zerg licked the fangs protruding from their lips, and a desire to kill emerged in their hearts.His voice was low and smiling, like a real adjutant asking about his main god. "What good idea did God come up with?"

"Of course, the mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole follows."