StarCraft: Tyranid Empire.

Chapter 404 What are you doing!
"Beware of that protoss arbitrator named Duran." Augustus was full of thoughts, and his heart became vigilant.He leans forward to the left, toward Sarah Kerrigan in the seat next to him.

Now, Augustus has every reason to suspect that it was Duran who ordered a group of Supreme Council guards to attack the Human Revolutionary Army in Antioch.Duran is an extremely cunning character, and to him, betrayal is just a matter of pleasure, because the only master he is loyal to has always been the fallen Sarnaga Amon.

Duran would create peace and prosperity for his own purposes, or bring about division and war, depending on whether these would further his plans to resurrect Amon.

If this is the case, Augustus can't wait to kill Duran now.

"Sarah, don't miss any of his moves."

"Understood." Kerrigan just nodded, his body in the blue-and-white phantom tight-fitting combat uniform was stretched like a bow that opened and closed to store power, and blue electric waves flashed on the muscle fiber coat that was tightly attached to his skin arc.

"I'll keep an eye on him and not let you out of my sight."

"It's not easy, my dear." Augustus was wary of Duran, but that didn't show on his expression.He then found Artanis, who was sitting not far away, and asked him what he thought of the executive.

"Duran. I've never heard of an arbitrator with this name." Artanis carefully glanced at Duran who put on his hood and sat down again, looking at his pair of golden eyes hidden in the shadows: " In Kara, I don't feel his presence either."

"It must be that I am still young, and I know too little about the elders of the arbitrator class. That may just show that I am not yet qualified for the position of executive officer compared to my beloved teacher Tassadar."

For a moment, Artanis once again fell into a state of self-doubt, but this negative emotion did not affect him.The young executive was inspired to become a great leader of the Protoss like Tassadar, and he often spurs himself on this.

"Don't say that, Artanis, I dare say, even the guy Aldaris is probably confused now." Augustus joked.

"Look at the way those arbitrators are whispering in private. They may be talking about who this guy is, who dug this guy out of the coffin, and who should bury him back."

"I'm confused too." Renault complained.

On the opposite side of the circular arbitration court, the arbitrators in gorgeous robes were indeed exchanging glances with each other as Augustus and others saw, far from being calm and composed.The El Protoss can communicate on a spiritual level and express poetically through Kara, but the arbitrators are more used to hiding their thoughts.

Perhaps in the reflections of these arbitrators, this arbitrator named Duran is really uncharacteristically aggressive and unpredictable.However, due to the qualifications and prestige of this arbitrator in the Supreme Council, probably no other member of the Council dared to stop him, saying that he had better not say a few words.

"...You make a lot of sense." Artanis agreed earnestly—other than that, he didn't know how to answer the question.He moved uneasily, and the huge platinum shoulder armor almost hit Raynor's head.

"Arbitrators, please listen to me." At this moment, Tassadar had decided to end the endless debate between Duran and Tassadar.

"We have obtained sufficient evidence to prove that these dark templar warriors under the court belong to a dark templar organization called the Fist of Orega, and the leader of their organization, Orega, is the mastermind of all assassination plots. Makers and masterminds," he said.

"The Sagas templars are tracking the dark templar Orega and his followers in Ayr, and no matter how skilled they are in concealing light and shadow, they won't always go unpunished."

"How long will it take? Is it the time of one sunshine cycle or the time when thousands of suns rise and set? Tassadar, the arbitrator class has always trusted the templars, but what they waited for was perfunctory and procrastinating." It was another arbitrator, and his telepathic voice could also be called incomparably vicissitudes.

This arbitrator is wearing the style of the Arbiter class Yala tribe, bright and gorgeous red robes, studded with star-like jewels, and a strange tall hat with a pointed peak that, in Augustus's opinion, is comical. Eyes of blue radiance, shaped like a new brown Scottish riding boot.

The light blue halo and halo formed by the psionic waves are surrounding the back of the arbitrator, making the rows of pillars and polished metal statues behind him even more radiant.The sunlight is falling from the transparent crystal of the open dome of the Court of Arbiters, like a waterfall of light. This magnificent and magnificent scene is like an angel descending on the world.

Every relief and mural here is to depict the scene when the Xel'Naga came to Al to enlighten the Protoss, but it also depicts the scene where the Xel'Naga left on the world ship before the catastrophe. Since then, the sad and angry Protoss tribes have waged a tragic and bloody civil war.

To this day, the arbitrators of the Protoss Supreme Council still use this to warn themselves, and history will warn the Protoss, reminding them not to repeat the same mistakes.

However, since the appearance of the zerg, the Protoss Empire has been on the verge of fragmentation and civil war on several occasions.The arbitrator class headed by the Supreme Council represented the old position of the Protoss Empire, while the templar class led by Tassadar stood against it.

"If you need a deadline, then," Tassadar said after a moment's pause.

"It's not our needs, but the needs of the people of the Protoss Empire." The gorgeously dressed arbitrator interrupted Tassadar's words because of anger. Such rude behavior is not common among the Protoss.But with the fall of Aiur, the entire protoss society was immersed in grief and anger.

"The dark templar is wielding his knife at the protoss on Aiur, and our best templar tells me we should wait," he said aloud. harmed by the Dark Templar?"

"Remember your duties, you are the Templar, the executive of the Protoss Empire, the guardian of Aiur, the son of Aden and the people's guardian, uphold justice, be humble, expand the territory, guard the empire, and be loyal to People. Tassadar, you are not a Dark Templar!"

"What we should have heard was a guarantee or the head of the culprit."

"And that's bound to happen," Tassadar shot back immediately.

"We can't wait for that time. If you meditate in Kara and listen to the thoughts and sorrows in it, you should understand that the hostility of the eldest son of God towards the dark templar is rising with the recent series of events." The arbitrator said:
"We and our people fear the Dark Templar because the First Son has been taught that those heretics who abandon the Kara are evil and must bring destruction."

"And now, there really are dark templars doing that." He continued: "If this continues, the eldest son of God and the dark templar will fall into a vendetta, and disaster will come again."

"It's us trusting you again and giving you time to arrest that dark templar named Orega - just like we did during the final battle of Aiur. And you can guarantee that such cruel acts will come to an end." Won't it end?"

"." Tassadar was speechless, no one could guarantee that there would not be another person like Orega among the dark templars.

"Leave, just like what we discussed before." Another arbitrator had an almost exaggerated attire, and his tall hat seemed to be surrounded by three small suns circling each other.

"We are grateful for the sacrifices made by the Dark Templar for Aiur, and we swear to put aside the past, and regard the Dark Templar as our fellows who live and die together. However, before greater conflicts and disasters erupt, the Dark Templar Must leave Ayr and go back to their homeland."

Before the Battle of Aiur, the Protoss Empire had been sending an expeditionary fleet to search for the homeland of the Dark Templar, hoping to catch them all.It can be seen that the contradiction between them is not as simple as hating each other.

If it weren't for the fact that the matriarch of the Protoss family in Saguras was a great figure who ruled the people with maternal tenderness and laughed off the hatred of the past, it would not be impossible for the two factions of the Protoss to be caught in an eternal war .

"Of course, we will." Before Tassadar could speak, Zeratul replied on behalf of the Dark Templar, "Even if you don't say that."

"Zeratul! Without you, we would have lost our best friend and helper who lived and died together." Tassadar immediately persuaded Zeratul through face-to-face spiritual communication.

Augustus once persuaded Tassadar to take his followers to go to Sacoolas with Zeratul, or to find a new home in the Koprulu sector.However, Tassadar refused without hesitation. He insisted on staying in Aiur, planning to wipe out the zerg on the planet to restore his homeland, and he was unwilling to leave before that.

"Tassadar, Zeratul just returned to Sacoolas temporarily, which doesn't mean he won't come back in the future." Augustus said to Tassadar: "The Supreme Council has not issued an order not to allow the Dark Templar to enter Ai Er's ban."

"Cunning people." Both Zeratul and Tassadar laughed in the depths of Augustus' heart.

"Just do that." Tassadar announced his decision to the members of the Supreme Council opposite: "The Dark Templar will leave Aiur."

"That's right, that's how it should be." The members of the Supreme Council all made heartfelt voices of surprise one after another, as if rejoicing that a plague god was finally sent away.

"Agree."

"Tassadar, we saw you right."

"Incredibly wise."

"Aden is watching you."

"Casbless El."

"I thought that according to this battle, they would argue for seven or eight hours." Augustus breathed a sigh of relief: "It turned out to be for such a trivial matter, so let's say it earlier. Could it be that without Kara, the protoss would have nothing to do with it?" Can't you talk properly?"

". Very good, the problem is solved." Renault was also overjoyed. He was an upright and kind-hearted person, and he didn't want to see the protoss kill each other.

Presumably there were not so many conflicts between the two sides. Once the dark templar left, they must be able to get back together.

At the same time, the reconciliation of the protoss also meant that Raynor finally had the opportunity to go home to see his parents, wife and children. Thinking of his wife Elizabeth and son John, he was so happy that he almost hugged Artanis next to him and kissed him.

"What are you going to do, uh." Just when Renault was thinking this way, Artanis felt the rude and offensive thoughts in his heart:

"James Raynor James friend, what are you going to do?"

"Love you, Artanis," Raynor yelled.

"." Artanis was indifferent.

"Everyone is happy, except someone." At this moment, Kerrigan nudged her sexy red lips in one direction.

That direction is the seat of the arbitrator called Duran. When Augustus looked over there, he stood up, closed his robe, and walked slowly towards the wide corridor of the circular court .

Under Augustus' cold eyes, Duran's body was as frail as an old man on the verge of death, and his body functions had been so weakened that he couldn't even tell the direction.

"Something is wrong." Augustus frowned his gray eyebrows: "...something is very wrong."

Augustus stared closely at Duran's fading voice, and suddenly looked up at the magnificent dome of the Arbitrator's Court, which was scattering golden sunlight, and then looked around.

Behind the wide corridors and the seats of the parliament stand the parliamentary guards in red robes and gold armor. They hold long-handled battle axes, shields or sharp swords. Come on.

There is no ceremonial flowery in the Protoss, and the most valiant warriors in the Protoss Empire can stand here. Their ancestors have guarded the temple and the court for generations, symbolizing the ruling of the imperial law.

"What's going on?" Renault patted Artanis' shiny breastplate, and suddenly turned his head to stare at Augustus' serious expression. Almost at this moment, he drew out his pistol and leaned towards Augustus. All.

And Augustus just stared at Duran's figure gradually disappearing into the darkness, without saying a word.

"Ah!" As soon as Lei Nuo finished speaking, a sharp scream made all the protoss and humans present look over.

On one of the seats of the members of the Supreme Council, an arbitrator in a red robe was holding his head high, and a cold, green curved light warblade was protruding from his protruding chest, flowing out deep The purple blood froze while evaporating.

"Dark Templar!" Augustus yelled, "Aurega's people? How could they get in?"

"Damn it, it must be Duran."

(End of this chapter)