StarCraft: Tyranid Empire.

Chapter 420 The Glory of Durham
"This is what a welcome to a great hero who saved the Protoss should be like, but what's missing is pretty girls in plunging dresses, plenty of wine to drink, and cash to fill my dry pockets to comfort the Revolution empty soul."

Tychus Finley, wearing a gray vest and climbing boots, was climbing on a black corridor covered with fan-shaped stairs, turning his head from time to time to look at the shadow guards of the protoss of Sargolas standing on both sides, serving as the legendary dark saint The Templar was disturbed by his grim silence.

The architecture of the Protoss Dark Templar perfectly integrates the spiral and swirl patterns and corners of the Xel'Naga, their nature and pursuit of freedom and independent personality, and their pursuit of void and truth.

Even the tall buildings, with their pure, vibrant curves, were exposed to the hazy mists and sweeping winds of Taimatros.

There is no escalator in this upward promenade. Below is the strong wind isolated by the shield force field and the bright green light bridge stretching towards the distance. The whole magnificent city seems to be crawling under people's feet.

Taimatros is a monument to the Dark Templar in Sacoolas, the Land of Eternal Twilight, and the most ambitious master builders of Callegon in the Aiur Protoss have seen the thousand towers rising from the city. The stormy spirals and multi-winged knuckles of the black spire also captivate.

She is a city of imaginative beauty, like a forest of exposed gold and purple metal, dotted with emerald dark void crystals and geometric crystals that hang high above the city.The crystals shone brightly, bringing one of the few lights in the eternal twilight to the entire city.

And those circular platforms suspended in the sky are shaped like lily leaves on the black spire building, and the spiral light bridge ramp and the unique curved surface of the spire building are impressive.

"Don't expect to get steak or prawns or anything at the protoss table—if they have one." Jim Raynor was dressed like Tychus, the bohemian cowboy I also don't like wearing military uniform all the time.

"When we get back to the Inner World, we'll be guests at some little Genesis family's holiday villa, which has everything you need, and there's a whole choir of people baking bread for the nobles," Tychus said.

"You want to rob." Kerrigan tossed her beautiful red hair.

"We didn't come here for this." Corporal Faraday stood behind Augustus with a vigilant expression: "Nor is it for a full meal or a recreation of singing and dancing."

"A new government of the Protoss that is friendly to us is about to be born. Executor Tassadar and his supporters see this as an opportunity to regenerate the Protoss after the catastrophe. If possible, I hope This kind of diplomatic fraternity and even deeper, two-race camaraderie can last."

"Tychus, we will only stay in Sacoolas for a day at most. Now in the fringes of the Tyranid Federation, revolutions are raging one after another. Although Horace Warfield can handle it all, the people there still need I."

"I like making friends with aliens." Tychus shuddered as he gazed into the dark green eyes that were looking at him.The Dark Templar are ruthless and deadly killers, fortunately, they are not the enemies of the Human Revolutionary Army.

Augustus stepped on the steps carved with swirl patterns at the bottom, feeling the icy temperature released by the surrounding green void crystal towers.All of the Dark Templars who met Augustus' gaze either bowed their heads in respect or saluted with their distinctive body language.

This kind of respect is really rare among the Protoss, especially the Sacoolas Protoss who hadn't had much contact with Augustus' revolutionary army.

As the dark templar who followed Zeratul to Aiur returned to Sacoolas, the story of humans and protoss fighting side by side in Aiur was also widely spread among the Nerazim protoss.The Dark Templar, who valued tradition and brotherhood, would regard Augustus as a legend among men, a hero and hero who, like the Dark Templar, strived to free his people from the shackles of power.

The road that Augustus walked is called the road of experience. Every dark templar master or Sarnaga scholar summoned by the matriarch Razagal measured the road under his feet to show revered.

After walking for more than 20 minutes, Augustus, who has never slackened in exercising himself, did not feel any fatigue when he saw a stooped dark templar walking towards him with a long staff, Another young female Dark Templar Vorazun was following him.

"Augustus Mengsk, honored guest from afar, you don't have to go through this long road, the flying disc can take you to the highest level in just a moment." He is one of the dark templar warriors. The elder Mohandar, also known as the Dark Master.

"You are not only a human being, but also a distinguished guest of all the protoss."

"Salute to Adun, Mohandar, the Dark Master. You are an admirable elder." Augustus explained:
"I just heard that I still have time to hang out in Taimatros, and use this time to sharpen my will and body in the way of the Dark Templar."

"It's clear enough time," Tychus said teasingly.He was still thinking about the feminine Hedge ladies he had spent a lot of money on, but when Augustus asked Tychus if he wanted to go to Sacoolas with him, this guy was also a dick land is coming.

"This is a historic path that symbolizes the feat of the Nerazim warriors who crossed the Shadow Path to become Dark Templars," Mohandar said to Augustus.

"Marshal of humanity, when you walk through a road full of thorns and shadows, you can be called a dark templar."

"Can humans also become Dark Templars?" Augustus couldn't help laughing.

"Everyone is a Dark Templar with the heart of a warrior who fears no shadows," said Mohandar.

"Oh—the old jerk is playing tricks again," Tychus whispered.

Augustus and Mohandar walked through the steps where the statue of the Protoss hero Adun stood, and walked up to the vestibule on the top of the tower surrounded by clusters of void crystals.

At this time, Augustus could already see the figures of the Templars.These Aiur Protoss warriors in their gold and blue armor and robes never talked to the surrounding Dark Templar, and the atmosphere between the two sides was always tense.

"As you can see, we will all witness the time when Aiur and Sacoolas are united again, and all the protoss will be recast into a solid and powerful whole." Mohandar's reflection in Augustus The voice in his heart couldn't tell how excited he was, and his mood didn't even have any waves.

"This is worth celebrating." Vorazun's voice could not hear the slightest hint of celebration.

Under the call of the tolerant matriarch Razagal, the Sacoolas protoss are willing to accept their former compatriots and form a temporary coalition government to unify the power of all the protoss on Sacoolas.

Most of the Sacoolas protoss are not hostile to their people, but just indifferent.In comparison, the side of the El Protoss is not much better.Thousands of years of separation and estrangement have made the gap between the two races so large that it is difficult to bridge.

"Indeed." Augustus nodded, expressing that he was as happy as Mohandar and Vorazun.

It is also a good thing for Augustus and his followers that the protoss can unite. If human beings want to survive in this dark universe for a long time, the help from allies and friends is indispensable.

Since two weeks ago, the Protoss of the Protoss Empire have reached Sacoolas or Heji through the Xel'Naga Portal in Aiur.Since there is still enough military power to resist the further pursuit of the zerg, the Xel'Naga portal is still under the control of the protoss, and Aiur's zerg will not be able to flood into the portal and bring great benefits to the rest of the world. to a devastating disaster.

Augustus also didn't know how Tassadar persuaded Razagar, but the speed at which the Dharam coalition government was formed was unimaginably fast.Pride is rooted deep in the heart of every protoss race, and even if they are severely injured, they will not admit that they really need the help of other protoss.

This can only be explained as, as a leader of the dark templar who has lived for 1000 years, Lazagal must have learned from the void the prophecy about the endless darkness in the future. She has already seen through everything, and her wisdom is unparalleled .

"Zeratul, did he not come at this hour?" asked Augustus.

"Zeratul, my friend, only the Void knows where he is now." Mohandar's hand holding the cane trembled.

"Not long ago, Zeratul, the Dark Master, announced that he would no longer fulfill his duty to lead the Dark Templar Expeditionary Force to continue fighting, and ordered them all to return to Sacoolas." Vorazun said to Augustus.

"The last time I saw Zeratul, I could tell he was in pain. Zeratul left us and swore he would never return until Orega was captured," she said.

"Zeratul's Xel'Naga spaceship Void Seeker is in the icy void, pursuing the footsteps of Orrega in the gravitational traction of hundreds of billions of celestial bodies in the void and the raging star wind."

Augustus "Eurega" still remembered the dark templar who was full of rage.

"He used to be the manager of the Temple of Knowledge of the Dark Templar, and he is also the best among us. Only a master like Zeratul can stop Aurega from getting deeper and deeper." Mohandar Say.

"The children of Razagal should not abandon reason to be driven by anger. Even in the most perilous moments, our people were not enslaved by the desire for revenge."

"I'm only worried that Orega will do evil deeds that endanger my people." Augustus immediately shook his head: "I just hope that's because I worry too much, Orega doesn't care about human beings at all. "

"Augustus Mengsk! I'm so glad to see you here." At this time, a young and powerful spiritual language made Augustus turn his head, seeing the protoss executive Artanis and his Student Selendis walked towards him.

Artanis held a blue flag in his hand, with four overlapping circles embroidered with gold thread, which looked very gorgeous.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, like every three autumns." Augustus said with a smile.

"That's the flag of the coalition government." Artanis happily showed Augustus the flag.

"This government will be called Durham, and all Protoss will unite under this banner to jointly resist threats from the Zerg and darker forces. Given time, we will be able to regain the glory that belongs to the Protoss!" He said.

"For the glory of Durham." Augustus shrugged, thinking that the glory of Durham was realized in Sacoolas.

"In the near future, the eldest son of God and the Nerazim will definitely be able to abandon their past identities and become the Protoss of Dharam!" Artanis said.

"The Nerazim will not abandon the past, Artanis, you should realize this." Vorazun watched coldly.

"Dark Templar, you must respect the executive." Selendis behind Artanis took a few steps forward. Vorazun's traditional costume of the Nerazim protoss was much more ornate.

"It's etiquette."

"The savage protoss of Sacoolas don't know manners, sister of El," Vorazun choked back.

"Volazun, stand down." Mohandar waved at Vorazun: "This is a critical moment for the survival of our race, and the protoss must unite to tide over the difficulties."

"They are very fond of each other," said Augustus.

"Are you blind?" Kerrigan snapped.

"His eyes are very bright." Reynolds said tut.

"Artanis, how are your people doing now?" Augustus walked towards Artanis as he stopped Selendis.

"Oh, Augustus, they live very well in Sacoolas." Artanis was not offended by the little friction between Selendis and Vorazun. The relationship between Protoss and Aiir Protoss couldn't be more normal.

Extreme racists like Orega are very rare among the protoss who seek glory, but if Al has not fallen, Sacoolas and Al's protoss would rather not communicate with each other.

"Under the leadership of my mentor, the great Protoss High Executor Tassadar, we have established a new city in Sacoolas," said Artanis.

"The city was named New Antioch, in memory of our past home."

The hope for the future and the ambition to restore the glory of the protoss flashed in Artanis' eyes shining with blue psionic flames: "The most outstanding Kalai engineer of the protoss empire built a magnificent palace in Sacoolas. Fleet buoys, pointing the way back for our great fleets and expeditionary forces scattered throughout the universe."

"By reuniting these returning warships with the newly constructed flagships at Saguras, Tassadar can build a new fleet to restore our sacred home, Aiur."

"I guess this fleet must be called the Golden Fleet." Augustus complained.

"It's a good name." The name was immediately recognized by Artanis, and it completely stuck in his heart, so that he had the illusion that it should be called this name.

"The teacher will love the name," he said to Augustus.

"Come on, my friend, step into the newly built Durham meeting room with me to witness this great moment that is coming. We will witness with our own eyes the establishment of a new protoss coalition government and the birth of the Council of Light and Shadow, And you are the creator of it."

"Yes, Augustus Mengsk, the Dark Templars have heard of the human battle on Aiur, and this is your due honor," Mohandar also said.

"A human?" Augustus smiled.

"A human." Artanis took Augustus' hand.

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