StarCraft: Tyranid Empire

With Augustus's order, the Xel'Naga worldship and the ark ship Pride of Otalis opened the way on both sides of the Hyperion, and the grand fleet composed of humans, Protoss and Zerg followed through the gate to the void, preparing to cross the void sea.

In the dazzling light emitted from the void, all the ships entering began to twist and rotate, as if the fleet was reflected in the ripples on the water.

At the same time, the main battleships passing through the void gate were larger than each other, and the number and density of other ships accompanying them were so large that the commanders of various races and fleets had to hold another meeting in advance to unify the dispatch and set the route to prevent these ships from being destroyed by mutual collision before entering the void.

The plan to enter the void was smoother than Augustus expected. Compared with the terrible enemies they were about to face, he and Tassadar were more worried about the chaos of command and disorder of advance and retreat.

This was the largest fleet that humans and Protoss could assemble, enough to easily conquer the galaxy and flatten the stars.

Augustus had prepared for this moment for ten years, using these ten years to build warships and expand the army. His Tyran Empire had already been militaristic by the time of the Doomsday War. The number of nuclear weapons stored alone was not enough to deal with a few remnants of the old federation and rebels.

"The channel has been entered."

"Check wireless communications. Over."

"This is the communications center, everything is normal."

"The intelligence center is all normal, and the detector is working well."

In the bridge of the Hyperion, everyone looked solemn and ready for battle. The busiest among them were the signalmen and recorders. In the past 12 hours, the Hyperion had become the center of the entire joint fleet.

Human warships had never penetrated so deep into the void before. If the radar no longer worked, they would still need observers and star map surveyors to locate the coordinates in person. The chaotic void was unpredictable and unpredictable, and its powerful energy surge was even enough to interfere with electromagnetic signals and damage electronic equipment.

Considering the worst case scenario, communications and even electricity will be cut off, and then they can only fight on their own. People in this era no longer use signal flags to command operations. Even if they do, each warship may be thousands of miles apart even if it looks only a finger away on the holographic image.

In the entire warship, on every deck, all departments, all combat positions, and all crew members are guarding their posts or preparing to perform their duties.

In the dock below, various interstellar fighters that are about to be launched have been fully fueled and are automatically pulling out fuel lines like ties. Looking around, there are uniformed ground crews, and vehicles loaded with missiles, machine gun bullets and bombs are speeding past one by one.

Even in the most idle positions, everyone is told that they must cheer up. Entering the void to fight is no less than being swallowed into the bloody belly of a huge beast.

Many people are scared to death because they were not told that they are going to enter the void. But this is the army, not the loose alliance of rebels in the past. Now it is not that if they don't want to fight, they can leave immediately.

At the same time, more people still do not look back, because they believe that they are fighting for the empire and their families, because they believe that the emperor will lead them to victory as always.

"That kind voice is getting closer and clearer. His voice is full of pain and hope."

Kerrigan stood with Augustus, facing the huge holographic strategic and tactical picture on the star chart. She didn't even wear the combat uniform of the ghost agent, but just wore a dark Imperial Navy uniform like everyone else here, but she looked heroic and aggressive.

Further ahead, you can see a row of seats for bridge officers. Everyone in the seat stares at the operating terminal in front of them, as if there is a man-eating devil hidden in it.

"Speak human language, dear." Augustus stared at the holographic picture in front of him.

On the screen, the ships that have passed through the void gate only account for a small part of their huge total number. Now the last warship is still waiting for the order to enter the channel. Under normal circumstances, this is unimaginable. The void gate above Urna is very large, but even so, Augustus's fleet can only queue up to pass through, like a large group of giant ships blocked in a narrow waterway.

Although the Hyperion has entered the void, it has not been invaded by the void shadow or any attack. The huge stasis net rising from the Purifier Fortress below has helped them block all enemies and attacks from the void.

It is no wonder that the crew of the Hyperion is so nervous. Just outside this stasis net covering the sky, the space eroded by the void corruption is bloody. Countless void creatures and alien insects are desperate to rush in, like a group of ants stuck on candy wrappers.

Under the erosion of the void corruption, these alien insects controlled by Amon are even more ferocious and violent.

Below the stasis net, the Purifier's Fortress occupies the entire floating continent, and even the world ship is just a slightly larger meteorite compared to it. In the energy fields of countless energy cores, furnaces ignited by solar fragments smelt the crystal minerals taken from the void by the Purifiers day and night. City-sized automated assembly factories flickered with flickering orange flames, and half-mile-long assembly lines ran through them like roads.

Endless swarms of phantom fighters and cloners patrolled their fortress in the sky. Whenever a towering containment tower lit up again, a large number of stored Purifier personalities would wake up again, re-enter the newly cast mechanical bodies and begin their eternal battle against the enemy of the void, tempering their blades with the blood of the enemy.

If the Purifiers were the enemies of the Terran Empire, they would be as terrible opponents as the Zerg.

At this time, the fleets of the Purifiers and the Ihanli Protoss had gathered above the fortress, with no end in sight. These warships made of alloys and organic meteorites were of different styles, but they were undoubtedly very beautiful.

"I think he is calling for help from us." Kerrigan shrugged. The old woman even had the leisure to act cute like a young girl, not nervous at all: "To be precise, he is guiding me to save him."

"I can understand why those Ihanli Protoss are so crazy. How can they refuse to save their own gods?"

"But as Tassadar said, this may also be a disguise of our enemies. This is Amon's trap." She continued: "He wants to lure us here."

"Why don't you ask me what I think?" Augustus said.

"What do you think?" In front of her husband, Kerrigan is a good supporting role.

"I don't think Amon is so smart." Augustus replied. Said: "And if this is Narud's plan, it seems too stupid."

"Obviously, Narud understands humans. He knows that we will never take risks for gods who save the Protoss out of pity, sympathy or saving the Protoss. This is illogical and not rational."

"Okay, then what should we do." Kerrigan obviously has her own opinion, but she knows that Augustus has other plans.

"We have to go and save him." But Augustus had read the script and knew that the Xel'Naga was called Aurus, and even knew all his plans and arrangements.

"." Kerrigan was speechless for a moment.

"I still can't believe it. Do you really think this voice will make me upgrade to a Xel'Naga?" She paused.

"I firmly believe this, just like I will die for you immediately." Augustus just said.

"Well, there's nothing wrong with becoming a god, if you want it." Kerrigan said: "Then I will defeat Amon, and all wars will end. This is what I want to do. I have always wanted to do something for the people who love us."

"Xel'Naga are not gods, they should be considered high-dimensional creatures." Augustus still insisted on this point: "In theory, after you become a Xel'Naga, you will be close to immortality, and your life cycle is the cycle of the universe's reincarnation. You see, as a new generation of Xel'Naga, you can easily create another incarnation that resides in the real universe, and then."

Augustus actually said these words to himself. He never tried to convince Kerrigan to become a Xel'Naga, and he didn't need to do it now. But Augustus was worried that Kerrigan would disappear from the world from now on, just like the bubbles of the little mermaid that dissipated in the sun.

"I won't leave you." Kerrigan saw the worry in Augustus' heart.

If Augustus was qualified to become a Xel'Naga, he would have become one himself.

But only Kerrigan is unique.

As for the other side, the names Augustus used to summon Tassadar, Alarak and Clolarion were all for the purpose of killing Amon, including those imperial generals. He only promised the Ihanli Protoss that he would rescue their gods.

Killing Amon is Augustus' ultimate goal, which is true, but the order should be reversed.

That is, they will first rescue the imprisoned Xel'Naga, and then let Kerrigan accept the eternal essence and become a new Xel'Naga, and finally defeat Amon with the body of Xel'Naga Kerrigan or God Kerrigan. But if there are other ways, Augustus would rather Kerrigan stay by his side, and would rather she be a human being rather than a so-called god.

However, Augustus did not need to explain so complicatedly to Tassadar and the others, otherwise he could only confirm his identity as the Chosen One and the Prophet. Sometimes such bluffing is quite useful, but it is probably difficult to convince people when it comes to the fate of the race.

"Your Majesty Augustus Mengsk, the stasis net is about to fall." The voice of the Purifier Talandar.

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"I know." Augustus immediately ordered in the fleet command channel: "All warships enter the attack position."

"Hold your post." He said: "Be loyal to your duties."

"Guys, what you have to do next is to aim." Raynor also said in the channel.

In the next period of time, what the Imperial Fleet has to do is to warm up the main guns and prepare to aim, while waiting for the remaining fleet to pass through the void gate and waiting for the stasis net above the Purifier Fortress to fall.

As soon as the stasis net fell, countless servants of Amon rushed in impatiently, accompanied by the void shadows that seemed to fall from the sky, as if the sky curtain flashing with scarlet lightning suddenly fell.

In each of the abominable faces that roared silently, Augustus saw countless void creatures, some of which were just indescribable shadows, some seemed to be the projection of real life in the abominable void, and others were a mixture of the grotesque and the false.

The Purifier and Ihanli Protoss fleets took the lead in attacking. The fleets gathered all their firepower to sweep away all obstacles in front of them with overwhelming force, clearing large areas of blank space. Under the sweep of incineration beams, purification rays and phase weapons, millions of void creatures, alien insects and hybrids were wiped out.

However, compared with the boundless shadows occupying the entire void, this is just a drop of water in the ocean.

The Hyperion almost followed the Protoss's firepower that continued to extend in the void. Beside it were rows of Imperial warships wrapped in shield matrices, and each row had hundreds of Imperial battlecruisers spewing flames.

On the left was the huge bow of the White Star, which was like a ram, and was now illuminated by the bright lights and gunfire. On the right, the entire observation window was filled with the huge phantom of the Xel'Naga world ship. Xel'Naga technology is the ultimate display of practicality and aesthetics, and human transformation is just patching up a perfect work of art. The world ship itself was not built for the purpose of war. This move was just like a primitive man tying a spear to a passenger plane to charge into battle.

The scene when the Xel'Naga world ship opened fire was still extremely shocking. With the help of the Supreme Protector Shantila and hundreds of thousands of phase technicians of the Protoss Empire, the Terran Empire was able to complete the transformation and upgrade of this warship at the level of an ark. Its armory was filled with super war machines such as Xantos, Archangel and Odin. Both sides were full of gun groups and missile nests with full firepower. Nuclear warheads were squandered like bullets without regard for cost, pouring down like a storm on all enemies of the empire.

As if gathering the power of the sun at his fingertips, Augustus saw a huge pulse beam rising from the world ship, and a large area of ​​Zerg and void creatures were slaughtered like cut wheat.

At this moment, all the warships, whether they belong to the Protoss or humans, or the flying nests of the Cerberus swarm, are fighting and approaching the Hyperion, and the Xel'Naga artifact on the Hyperion is now the most dazzling beacon in the entire universe.

The two wings of the human fleet are the Purifier, Ihanli and Tal'darim Protoss fleets, and the Darram Protoss serves as the center and rear guard.

As they get closer to the deepest part of the void, the erosion and corruption of the void shadows become more terrible, constantly eroding the shields and armor of the warships, and the enemies they encounter become stronger.

Hundreds of Leviathans appeared in front of the coalition fleet, and their number was so large that people suspected that this was just an illusion in the void.

At the same time, infected, corrupted, or reshaped by void energy, human and Protoss warships also appeared one by one like ghosts seeking their lives. Many warships even retained their past hull numbers and logos, and they had long been declared crashed or retired by the Empire and Darram.

This is the void, and it is also what Amon calls the realm of God. Any laws of the physical world may not apply here.

Amon's followers are worshippers of death and destruction. They believe that they can be reborn in blood, so it seems that this is indeed true.

Augustus found that as the void gate and the Purifier Fortress were left far behind, the pressure on the ships would increase with each step they took in the void. When they first entered the void, the invasion of void energy was just a turbulent stream, but now it was like a huge wave.

Those escort ships, which were far more fragile than the main battleships, were overwhelmed. In the blink of an eye, one ship after another disappeared forever, and everyone on them was swallowed into endless darkness.

Augustus seemed to be able to hear the screams and cries of these warriors before they died. These miserable and desperate shouts were instantly drowned in the background sound of Amon's rampant laughter and angry roars in the void.

"Everyone, level one alert!"

"Enemy attack!"

"A large number of enemy troops are approaching quickly!"

Suddenly, a large number of dark god fleets shrouded in shadows jumped to the middle of the Imperial fleet at a speed that violated the laws of physics. A fleet of warships composed of corrupted battlecruisers and Protoss aircraft carriers ignored the Imperial warships that were frantically trying to stop them and headed straight for the Hyperion.

For a moment, the vicinity of Hyperion was full of warships spitting red flames, and the flames produced by the explosion were particularly magnificent.

At this moment, no one could stay out of it. All the warships of the combined fleet were either firing and advancing, or rushing to the area where the battle was taking place. Some damaged warships were left on the road forever and abandoned, because they could neither catch up with the Hyperion nor return to the real world.

Life is like the sand in an hourglass, consuming and decreasing every moment.

On the bridge, Kerrigan was not affected at all. She held Augustus's hand wrapped in a steel glove, and closed her eyes from time to time to feel the call of the Xel'Naga, guiding the fleet in the direction of advance. (End of this chapter)