StarCraft: Tyranid Empire

Hyperion, bridge.

After five modifications and reconstructions, the bridge of Hyperion was redesigned to be as large as the throne room of the palace, and was decorated with gold ornaments, reliefs and panels that symbolized the imperial power.

There should have been a throne here, but the emperor only asked for a holographic star map platform that was large enough to support a starry sky above people's heads. However, the guards were no more than the throne room. Every few steps, there was a royal guard holding a special combat explosion-proof shield and a plasma rifle by the porthole facing outward.

On this day, all the generals of Emperor Augustus gathered together. In addition to Alexei Stukov who was in Baysher and Admiral Faraday who was guarding Khar, senior generals such as Horace Warfield, Jim Raynor, Matt Horner, Mira Han, Edmund Duke, Carolina Davis, and Hanak Hank were all present.

These prominent figures of the Terran Empire, who could all wear gold and purple in the Augustgrad Palace, as well as several commanders of the Kel-Morian Union and the Umojan National Defense Army, totaled as many as 20 to 30 people.

Everyone here was properly dressed, with all kinds of armor shining brightly and extraordinary momentum.

At the same time, Archbishop Tassadar of the Dalam Protoss, Supreme Protector Rohana, and high-level executives Artanis, Selandis, Moyo and other executives also arrived. Under the lights of the flagship, a large sea of ​​golden blue and bright white armor complemented each other, appearing solemn and sacred.

Vorazun, the daughter of Raszagal, the Nerazim matriarch, also led his elite dark templars to the scene and stood with his fellow Dalam Protoss.

Even the elusive Zeratul came to Hyperion, but he was still outside the crowd at this moment, and only had a few simple conversations with Tassadar and Artanis.

Zeratul loved his homeland and people, but they once doubted and even hated him. It was not until the prophecy of doomsday was confirmed that he was vindicated. How ironic that those who once believed that Zeratul was a sorcerer now respect him as a great prophet.

However, there was only one thing that Zeratul could never let go. Zeratul always felt guilty for leaking Aiur's coordinates, and believed that he was not worthy of such respect from his people. This was a thorn in his heart.

The Tal'darim High Lord came alone, and only Jinara, who came on the same ship, stood beside him. Alarak had obviously completely controlled the Death Fleet and was not worried that someone would take the opportunity to betray him. His ability to play power games was no less than his exquisite skills in killing.

Of course, Alarak was unwilling to admit it. He just didn't want others to think that he was accepting the leadership of a human emperor, even if this harsh fact was more unbearable than any of his harsh sarcasm.

The representative of the Ihanli Protoss Elder Council is still Elder Esmael, their representative in the Terran Empire. The Council's request is simple. As long as Amon is capable, they will support him. Otherwise, they will not listen to him.

As for the Purifier Protoss, the representative they sent is Talandar, the memory replica of Phoenix. The entire Purifier Council will share what he sees and hears and listen to this meeting throughout.

At this moment, basically everyone who should come has arrived. The deck is full of human and Protoss commanders and their elite guards in armor. There are Gauss rifles with sharp tips and Protoss swords and psychic spears everywhere.

They have been waiting here for a while, but they are not in a hurry. This battle is not trivial. One careless move will lead to a complete loss.

"Why hasn't the dog emperor come yet?"

However, in a small corner far away from the crowd, next to the entrance of the bridge, a brainworm hidden in a crimson robe is poking its head out.

This brainworm drank some wine today to boost his courage, and now he can't tell the difference between the big and small kings: "We've been waiting for him for a long time."

"What does he think this is? The company's annual summary?"

"What else?" There was another person standing here, General Pryor of the Terran Empire.

"Why do you care so much?" Pryor raised his eyebrows: "There are so many big shots here, who has any opinions?"

Of course, Pryor's words were too modest. His status among the generals of the empire was second only to Warfield, Raynor and Horner. He was even privately called "General Tiance" by Emperor Augustus. This title is not easy to understand, so let's change it to a more understandable term.

God of War.

Pryor has never lost a battle, and he is still unscathed until now, which is simply a miracle. Augustus called this luck. He has almost no shortcomings, but sometimes he likes to say weird things.

In addition, the reason why Prior stayed here alone was that he had often fought deep in enemy territory over the years and was used to being alone. Even in peacetime, he would just lie down at home and do nothing. It might also be because he had no sense of existence, which led to such a meritorious general being frequently forgotten.

"Who said I have an opinion? Don't talk nonsense, how dare I have an opinion." The brainworm glared with his eyes and said sarcastically: "You are all dirty when playing tactics."

"Alas, that's not what I meant." Prior was quite familiar with this brainworm, and could even be called a friend.

Now this brainworm has also made a name for himself, and controls seven or eight brainworms of different sizes, and a double-digit swarm of Leviathans.

According to Emperor Augustus, people should be like people, and insects should be like insects.

But among these brainworms, the Imperial Brainworm Unit-01 Alpha is also unique.

In secret, Alpha the Brainworm has many identities, including the Sword of the Empire, the Godfather of the East District of Augustgrad, the Key Fairy of the Imperial Battle Flag Forum, the worm maid of Mengsk's family, the autobiography madman, and an unknown cool writer.

Alpha did write a few novels with the Tal'darim Protoss as the background, but they were basically plagiarized from The Count of Monte Cristo, which only took up a little of its leisure time after dinner. In its huge amount of mass-produced toilet paper literature, these are not even worth paying more attention to.

As for why these versions spread out, it is entirely because of Augustus's cultural offensive policy against the Tal'darim Protoss.

But just like the trade dumping policy, this doesn't work very well.

Because the Tal'darim are not keen on trading and have no shortage of resources, they often prefer to plunder by trickery. Similarly, even the most rational and cold human works are nothing but whining in the eyes of the Tal'darim. As for the human books about war and politics, they are arrogant and don't look down on them.

However, in the end, it was Alpha's books that became popular in the Tal'darim world. Now, the Tal'darim have expelled the author from the human race, believing that he was written by a great ancient Tal'darim master.

Jinara is actually a loyal fan of Alpha. After the truth is revealed, she may have to call him Teacher A.

Of course, Teacher A has no idea about this and doesn't care about these false names. Writing books is just a small hobby for him to kill time.

And he has a wide range of hobbies.

This brainworm is always so different because none of its peers are as bored as it.

"Hey, there's a quarrel over there again." At this time, Prior suddenly looked to the other side and said.

The brainworm was feeling bored, and his voice suddenly rose eight degrees when he heard the words: "Okay!"

"Let me see!"

I saw that the high-level executive of Daram, Selandis, and the first person to be promoted to Tal'darim, Jinara, were already quarreling, and they were like water and fire.

"Amon is an unimaginable enemy, but you Templars are eager to die."

Jinara said: "The void is an endless purgatory. If you don't want to die, follow me closely. The Death Fleet will not be able to collect your bodies."

"Jinara" Selendis was already angry, and she countered sharply: "But I heard that you were beaten back by Amon's warriors in the last Rak'shir ceremony. It's really embarrassing."

Tassadar would never lower his status to pay attention to such a provocation, but Selendis would not indulge his Tal'darim.

"You are talking nonsense, this is impossible!" Jinara immediately denied it.

"Not necessarily." Selendis said.

"You" Jinara was speechless for a moment.

Jinara was indeed forced into a desperate situation by Amon's warrior champion several times, forcing her to call for help from her allies many times. There is nothing to be ashamed of, even as strong as Marash and Alarak.

But how did Aiur's Protoss know about this, unless there were spies of the Templars among the Tal'darim, but this was impossible.

Or someone deliberately leaked it to weaken Jinara's reputation among other forces, which might be done by her direct competitor in the Chain of Ascension.

Ever since the current Alarak broke the convention and allowed outsiders to participate in the Rak'shir ceremony, other Tal'darim followed suit.

"What a shame, Jinara." Alarak next to him advised Jinara, "I told you long ago! Don't deal with the Templars, otherwise you will become as weak as them."

At this time, the people of the Empire and Ihanli were watching coldly on the other side, and even Jim Raynor didn't take it seriously. The Tal'darim always looked down on other Protoss relatives, and any proud Protoss would not tolerate insults to honor. It would be news if they didn't quarrel.

"What's the saying, three women make a show." Alpha was amused. His favorite thing was to watch the Protoss quarrel.

Alpha was extremely vigilant against any Protoss, but he would rather risk losing his head as long as he could watch the fun.

As soon as he finished speaking, Alpha rushed out. And because of his excessive obesity and bloating, he almost rolled out.

"What are you going to do?" Prior stepped on the brainworm's tail.

"What else can you do? Stop the fight." Alpha emphasized: "I know this!"

"Come back!" Prior stepped even tighter.

"Don't ruin the situation." He said, "After I kill Amon, I have to go back for vacation. If I'm lucky, I can get my pension this year. You are trying to make things difficult for me."

"Let go!" Alpha shouted, "Let go!"

If this brainworm said that it was going to mediate the fight, then there is no doubt that it must be adding fuel to the fire. Its common rhetoric of inciting the fire begins with "I tell you with my conscience", "I'll tell you the truth", "Let me say something fair", and ends with "I can't stand it anymore!" or "I can't stand it anymore!"

If it really went to mediate the fight, these Protoss might fight directly and overturn the emperor's new flagship.

Just when Alpha and Prior were grinning, the door of the bridge finally opened.

"You bastard, you are so embarrassing!"

The Augustus people haven't arrived yet, but the voice has arrived.

The power armor worn by the emperor is the only one in the entire empire, and even many of its parts are exclusive models. This suit of armor possesses strength comparable to that of a Protoss Templar, as well as an extremely powerful personal shield field.

Once, Augustus and General Warfield had a big argument over a strategic issue. Neither of them would give in. The emperor even cursed the other side, saying that he would definitely destroy his entire imperial fleet. Of course, the emperor could have used his power to overpower the other, but he decided to solve the problem in a duel as he had done in the recruit camp.

So, when the unarmed old General Warfield was ready to teach this little bastard a lesson, he suddenly discovered that the dog emperor was wearing this set of armor.

"You dare to show your teeth at me!" Augustus first gave the brainworm a big fight, and then hugged and greeted Prior, who had not been seen for a long time.

The brainworm was angry, and it was angry for a while, and when it saw Queen Kerrigan follow in, it immediately lost its temper. Although it would not fight with Augustus at ordinary times, it would never admit defeat.

At this time, all the quarrels in the bridge disappeared.

"Augustus Mengsk, brother."

"The Führer."

"Your Majesty."

When Augustus came to the crowd, everyone greeted and saluted him, and even the Tal'darim could only reluctantly call him His Majesty the Emperor.

"Augustus, the Purifiers brought bad news. The swarms of the Fallen and the hybrid army are waiting in the void." Tassadar said and went straight to the point: "This confirms the previous speculation of the War Council. Amon recalled the legions that were fighting in the real universe because he knew that we were about to attack the void, just as he had done to protect the evil god's host."

"He must think we are seeking our own death." Augustus said: "If I were Amon, I would pretend that I knew nothing and set up an ambush after the enemy went deep into the void, and then encircle and annihilate them."

At this time, the Empire's Xel'Naga world ship was passing under the Hyperion. It was so huge that only one of its main guns was five times the length of the Gorgon.

The Xel'Naga worldship was indeed sent to Basher to deal with Amon's Ark of Doom, but halfway through, it was learned that Phoenix and Stukov had defeated Amon with the support of the Protoss fleet.

After learning about this, Augustus immediately ordered it to change course and rush to Urna. This worldship is at least equivalent to a fleet of hundreds of cruisers.

"But this is Amon's choice." Tassadar nodded to Augustus: "Arrange the troops and prepare for a decisive battle."

"The Dark God looks down on us." Artanis also said loudly: "He will definitely pay the price."

"You are right, Artanis." Augustus looked at everyone present and announced the final battle plan.

"Then, marshals, generals, and executives," he said: "The final moment has come. This is a do-or-die battle. It's either you or I."

"The offensive plan is simple, follow my flagship!" (End of this chapter)