StarCraft: Tyranid Empire.

Chapter 781 You call this ultimate creature your wife, what else can you do? I dare not even think about it
Augustus was quite satisfied with Jinara's statement. He had no doubt about the current high lord's desire for revenge, but any promise of Alarak could only be believed halfway.

Augustus did not expect Alarak to give his all in the campaign against the void, but others must get it.

On the other side, the elder of the Ihanli Protoss also stood up immediately. His name was Esmail. He spoke in the ancient Protoss language in his excitement. Augustus translated it and the general meaning was to kill Amon.

They are all vulgar words anyway.

The Purifiers and Ihanli were the few Protoss factions that had long since begun attacking the void, with the former even establishing a large outpost at the border of Ulnar and the void. Every day, day after day, the Sentinels of Executor Korlarion had to face countless terrifying void creatures.

However, rather than saying that the Purifiers were resisting the attacks of the void creatures, it would be more accurate to say that the other side was desperately trying to stop this huge army composed of massive intelligent machines and holographic images from advancing into the depths of the void.

The Purifier Protoss awakened very early and were able to build solar furnaces and automated manufacturing workshops without any care on harsh planets where even the Zerg could hardly survive, so they had plenty of time to realize their terrifying war potential.

So much so that today, the Purifier Protoss have become a major force in the fight against the Void, and they have burned and purified more Zerg hive worlds than all other Protoss forces combined, which is very efficient.

As for the Ihanli Protoss, their attack on the void was entirely due to their deep understanding of the origin of the void and their hatred for Amon.

Augustus still remembers the reaction of the Ihanli Protoss when they saw Urna's "Corpse of the Gods". A large group of old antiques whose ages could be traced back to BC cried like children. At the same time, so many psychic creatures lost control of their emotions that the huge fluctuations they produced even affected the void.

This is understandable, as the Ihanri have been on a pilgrimage to find the Xel'Naga for thousands of years since they parted ways with the rest of their kin. Their devotion to the gods is almost fanatical, overly glorified, and they refuse to believe that it was Amon who transformed the former Protoss on Aiur.

Obviously, in Ihanli's view, the reason why they did not get a response from the Xel'naga was also explained. Everything was caused by Amon's despicable betrayal and he believed that this was a sneak attack from behind by the shameless villain.

In addition, although the Ihanli Protoss have acknowledged the death of the gods, they all firmly believe in Zeratul's prophecy and still believe that there is still a kind-hearted god imprisoned in the void, waiting for their salvation.

In fact, it is not just the Ihanli Protoss. As the war continues, more and more Protoss and individuals with powerful psychic powers can hear the calls from the void that extend to the primary life consciousness, guiding them to the void.

"We still have a debt to settle with Amon," Augustus said to the Ihanli elder. "So many planets, so many lives."

"What a wonderful land, what wonderful people."

Augustus's feelings were by no means fake, they were his true feelings. He didn't necessarily want to go against Amon, but it was the God of Darkness who didn't give everyone a way to survive.

No matter how powerful the God of Darkness is, Augustus now only regards him as a psychopath who just escaped from a mental hospital, a giant baby who happens to have great strength. Apart from that, he will not say a good word about him.

"It's the same for us," said Aldaris, the representative of the Darram Protoss. "During the days when we were controlled by Amon, we suffered a lot and had to watch ourselves slaughter our former homes and compatriots."

Aldaris's experience is legendary. He is a very prestigious arbitrator and the representative and advisor of the Supreme Council to convey its will to the outside world.

Like all the other Arbitrators, Aldaris was a staunch defender of Khala who upheld traditions and was stubborn to the point of being pedantic. However, now that his faith had collapsed, the Arbitrator was feeling a bit enlightened.

In the past, Aldaris was an enemy of the Terran Empire, but now, he is a representative figure who advocates uniting mankind to fight against Amon. Even many former revolutionary soldiers of the Empire, including Augustus, don't mind killing Aldaris together with Amon.

Augustus nodded in curt agreement.

At this time, one of Arcturus's attendants came over, pointed to the time on the watch, and whispered something in the former's ear.

Arcturus then immediately told Augustus that he had to leave immediately to attend a memorial service for the fallen soldiers.

The last one hundred or so coffins of the martyrs of the Second Battle of Aiur had just arrived in Alexandria, a few hours earlier than expected.

The battle to prevent Amon from being reborn in the real universe lasted only a dozen days in total, but it would take several months to search for remains, piece together the wreckage, and confirm the final death list in order to determine the pension.

More than a hundred people from an Imperial company died in an instant from the boiling void energy, leaving not even a fragment of their body tissue. It was only when the Darram Protoss recaptured Aiur and rebuilt a new city that they dug up the remains of the former Korhal Revolutionary Army soldiers from the ruins of the past.

In the past, Augustus personally presided over memorial services, but now most of them are attended by his brothers.

One sad reason is that the number of soldiers transported back from various battlefields was too large and too scattered, and the memorial ceremonies became more frequent and trivial. Even Arcturus could not spare much time to welcome each batch of martyrs returning to Augustgrad.

Perhaps Augustus was more fragile than he thought, even if he thought he should be numb to the deaths and injuries.

The Terran Empire faces either the Protoss and the Zerg, or demons and monsters from the void.

There was still cheering in the Imperial Forum, but Augustus was ready to leave. Perhaps sometimes his people didn't have to know every battle the empire was fighting, and therefore didn't have to worry about it.

Augustus nodded to Arcturus as a farewell.

At the same time, another transport ship was ready, and all the camera drones pointed at the central stand noticed that the Emperor was leaving the Imperial Forum.

This was a common occurrence, and sometimes Augustus even had to break away from his speech to hold another military meeting to deal with a sudden large-scale attack on the Imperial world by the Zerg or Hybrid armies.

All diplomats present, including Jinara and Aldaris, were allowed to travel on the same spaceship as the Emperor.

The leaders of the Protoss and humans are not here. Now is the critical period for the joint attack on the void. Tassadar and others are busy with their affairs and cannot spare any time to come to Korhal with great fanfare and tell the enemy that they are going to do something big.

They did not expect such a large-scale military mobilization to be concealed, but there was no need for a big fuss.

The Royal Arbitrator, escorted by twice the escort force as before, sailed directly up into Korhal's high-altitude orbit. Even in orbit, Augustgrad was still extremely eye-catching, with clusters of brilliant lights outlining the edge contours of the city's polygonal shape.

Not long ago, Augustus' guests were still among the boiling crowd, with the scorching sun above their heads. At this moment, the Sky Shield orbital platform has slowly moved to their feet, and a huge sign that is large enough to encompass six Imperial Squares is rising.

This massive orbital platform has grown even larger than before, dotted with building-sized missile launch hives and giant cooling towers enveloped in misty shield glow.

Looking down from the Sky Shield orbital platform, the movement of troops is already obvious. There are soldiers and large trailers full of luggage everywhere. There are more siege tanks and large mechas waiting to enter the troop transports than other vehicles on the road. Every time a warship enters the port, more will leave the orbital platform. Then these assembled ships full of personnel and supplies will form a huge fleet to jump to the Otarian Rift.

These dense jumping marks are not difficult to observe, and the waterway in Augustgrad is extremely lively.

But Augustus' destination was not Sky Shield, and the transport ship finally landed at the Ursa Shipyard. Augustus was the kind of emperor who preferred to lead the army in person, and he came here for only one purpose. After today's ceremony, Xantos would also be packed up and sent to the transport ship together with Tychus.

This is a huge shipyard located on a natural satellite. It is huge in scale and is one of the few imperial shipyards that has the full set of capabilities to build and modify Gorgon-class battlecruisers. Half of the Empire's Gorgons are built in Ursa, and the rest come from Theros, Dalarion and other shipyards, with amazing production capacity.

Otherwise, given the number of warships the Empire lost in the Doomsday War, they would have been defeated by Amon long ago.

Augustus' opponents said that the foundation of the emperor's rule was nothing more than a huge warship, and once they were lost, there would be nothing.

They were only half right.

When Augustus's Royal Arbitration Machine just came to a stop, a huge Gorgon was approaching the port, like a brightly lit city passing over them, and also like a burning sky. The mountain-like hull of this steel giant ship was full of turrets, enough to make any enemy of the empire tremble.

Except for a few super battlecruisers, the Gorgons are undoubtedly the largest warships in the Empire, capable of almost all combat missions. There are few enemies in the Koprulu Sector that can threaten them.

Even so, the Gorgon, which had just arrived at the Ursa shipyard, looked in a state of disrepair, with part of its armor falling off like rotten scales, and the exposed part was pitch black and cracked. One of the two islands was completely wiped out by some unspeakable terrible force, like a fingernail peeled off, revealing the tender flesh underneath.

Such an injury would be a serious blow even for the Minotaur, but even if the enemy could severely damage the Gorgon, it would be difficult to prevent it from withdrawing from the battlefield.

In Ursa, the Gorgon will undergo a long period of repairs and finally be polished and made to look as good as new.

As soon as this Gorgon passed, another one followed in, as if they were queuing up to enter the harbor in a hurry.

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The situation of this Gorgon was much better. Augustus was told that it came from Antiga Prime and was under the command of Warfield. In Ursa, they would replenish food, spare parts, armaments and important cargo, as well as new crew members, soldiers and other personnel, and wait nervously for the next order during the short rest period.

If they were lucky enough, the soldiers on the ship could stay here for a while, long enough for them to contact their families and receive letters and packages from their hometowns.

For the imperial soldiers in the fleet, every voyage was a lonely adventure. Even in those desolate primitive worlds, they had to dig out some "supplies" from the ground like primitive people.

At this time, a truck loaded with mail was whizzing past Augustus. On the truck's tarpaulin was the logo of the Renault Rangers, and their original emblem was covered with the shield of the Terran Empire.

This is a guard unit that belongs exclusively to Admiral Raynor. They are all good guys that he calls good brothers. They are loyal, tenacious, tenacious, and resilient. The Rangers are all versatile. These warriors also like to carry out mobile operations in airdrop pods. Orbital airdrops are as common to them as eating and drinking.

Several other transport trucks carrying Strike Goliaths roared past, and Augustus just caught up to wave to them. Compared to those old models from the Federation era, Strike Goliaths were larger and newer, and their anti-aircraft firepower network equipped with locking warheads was enough to instantly paralyze the enemy's air force.

The soldiers escorting this armor were well-armed, their heavy Gauss rifles being armed with axes rather than traditional bayonets.

Jinara, the first person to be promoted to the highest rank in the Tal'darim, was also walking down from the transport ship. It was not the first time that she had seen the human Gorgon battlecruisers. What surprised her even more was the Ursa shipyard that was armed to the teeth. Just like the Tal'darim's buildings, every brick and tile here was practical, solid and harsh.

Then, Augustus took Ginara and others to inspect the Ursa Shipyard. Even Ginara had to admit that even one of the airports was horribly large. There were people and vehicles everywhere, huge crowds of soldiers, shouting officers, running mechanics, and overwhelmed dispatchers. Planes took them away from the ground one moment and dropped off another.

Humans are a short-lived species, but they are much more fertile than the Protoss.

What was most incredible was the prestige Augustus held among these people. The Tal'darim ruled the others with fear, and it was hard for them to imagine how anyone could be loved.

Finally, Augustus drove to a dry dock at the Ursa Shipyard, where a battlecruiser with outstanding achievements was anchored.

The Hyperion.

What no one except Augustus expected was that the Imperial Queen Sarah Kerrigan was waiting for them in the battleship.

Kerrigan was once a famous Ghost, but since Augustus ascended to the throne, she has not been seen on the battlefield, so many have forgotten how terrifying she once was.

Humans, especially Imperial humans, are difficult for Jinara to understand, with their upper and lower limits being shocking.

Just like the Imperial merchants, these people are magical creatures that are omnipresent. Ever since Augustus signed a treaty with High Lord Alarak and opened up trade routes, they have always been refreshed in various unexpected places, trying to sell their beautifully packaged rags to the Protoss.

That would be fine, but these people dared to sell cheap Bysher and Galbandizine to the world of Tal'darim. Slayn is undoubtedly the graveyard of literature and art, but the people of the Empire actually promote literature of the lower over the upper there, and what's even more incredible is that it actually sells well.

Jinara knew that the best-selling one was called Revenge of a Dead Apostle, which told the story of a dead apostle who was framed by a high-level lord and finally went through this kind of ordeal. Through a series of amazing serial strategies, he successfully took revenge in the Rakshir ritual and reached the top of the chain of ascension.

Although it is full of loopholes and the logic is not sound, it is indeed well written.

The author's name is strange, it's Big Alpha.

Humans, most of them weak, are no more worth the effort than a bedbug.

But Sarah Kerrigan is an exception.

Kerrigan has a battle suit, but there is no need to wear it now. If necessary, she can kill a hundred Augustus in high heels.

Even so, this human woman in ordinary clothes was still strong enough to frighten Jinara, and a human should never possess such power.

Jinara had seen Kerrigan before, but she was never as terrifying as she is now. The most powerful psykers in the Empire were known to be level 10 Ghosts, and the gap between them and Kerrigan was so great that they seemed like two different species.

In Jinara's eyes, Kerrigan's powerful aura was almost tangible and visible to the naked eye, even greater than the oppression brought to her by the high-level lords.

Kerrigan is undoubtedly the epitome of elegance, danger, and ruthlessness.

In front of such a strong man, Jinara had no choice but to listen attentively with her hands down, be cautious, be well behaved, and dare not speak.

It was hard to imagine that Augustus could be her husband.

But he doesn't have any spiritual power in his body, and his fighting power is not even as good as half a brain worm.

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