Chapter 792 This is not right, right?

Tadalin’s Lakhill ritual is very sacred, because this method is the only way for a low-level Tadalin to advance to a higher level. Compared to gaining military merit on the battlefield, the Lakhir ritual will be more convenient. You only need to kill the guy you covet, and you can get all of his status, wealth, or army.

But Alanak’s desire to become a high-ranking lord is not because he is worried about Marash’s little wife hidden in the harem or the purified diazide hidden away. After all, when it comes to women, he has a loyal mothership commander, Gina. Ra, this Protoss woman is as sinister and cunning and ambitious as Aranak.

As for the diazin, Anarak can also enjoy the same grade and the same quality, and the Maras diazin collection has now been removed by Fisher over half of it. This kind of extremely pure high-energy gas It's too wasteful to smoke for addicts like Tadalin, and it is the right way to use it as fuel for battleships or as industrial fuel.

  Aranak wanted to be a high-level lord purely because he wanted to kill Amon. As for why he wanted to oppose Amon, it had to start with the Laksil ceremony.

In the past, Aranak, like other Tadalins, believed in Eamon, but Eamon failed to fulfill his promise after he won a certain time, which made Anarak’s belief in Eamon for the first time. Shake, as the saying goes, loyalty is not absolute, absolutely disloyal. When Aranak started thinking about it, he discovered Eamon's lie, and the other party's promises were all bubbles.

  Since then, Aranak has discovered that his ethnic group is a joke. All his people live in a lie that has been carefully compiled for countless years.

  And now, killing Marash is the first step in his revenge.

The two were seated in front of the ceremony stage, and then the Lakhill ceremony began. In the psionic storm that was enough to tear the armor of the tank, the two beat you and me. It was so lively, but in fact, it did not cause each other. What kind of damage, because the psychic storm that envelops them has absorbed most of their power. The victory of the two depends on who can bring more people. The reinforcements will be their representatives outside the psychic storm circle. Provides a power boost, and then the storm circle will be stronger according to whose psychic support, it will move in the opposite direction, and at the end of the road behind them, there is an abyss crack, which goes straight to the center of Slain, once it falls, then It means there is no bones left.

Marash, who had become so proficient in Lakshir rituals, that he could no longer be proficient, simply started calling his men as soon as the battle started. An entire army directly killed outside the psionic storm. The originally transparent and colorless psychic storm was quickly destroyed. Slane's blood psychic can dye red, and the storm circle begins to move backward.

   "You are dead, Aranak!"

  High-ranking lord Marash kept hitting the opponent's cheek with his fists, then Jie Jie laughed wildly.

   "That's not necessarily!"

  Under the gaze of the two fleets, an energy field descended from the sky, and then as the leaping light lit up, a figure wearing a golden armor gradually emerged.

   "templar warriors! Light up your swords! Support our allies!"

  The archbishop, who has never disembarked, came to the battlefield in person this time. Behind him was thousands of flashes of flashes, and the light continued to increase.

  One by one, the templars holding the solar battle axe followed their commander, shouting and rushing towards their enemies.

The battle immediately entered the stage of redemption of Tian Ji's horse racing, but now Marash has no high-class horses. His high-class horses have been burned by Fisher and even the stables, and Atanis is in the hands of The classy Maduo is.

Dozens of consuls and hundreds of high-ranking templars jointly launched an energy feedback, and instantly burned thousands of Tadalin dead, causing Maras’s reinforcements to burst instantly, and Aranak gradually Prevailed.

"So what, my sea of ​​people is endless!" Marash didn't care, how many low-level dead men he wanted, knowing that Tadalin might be the race with the highest fertility rate among the Protoss. Because of the harsh living environment, every family, regardless of status, must have as much power as possible.

  So to talk about the strength of the fleet, perhaps the Tadalin Protoss is not as good as Al's brothers, but the number of ground forces, Tadalin has never been empty, their war machine is large enough to make the dark templars drool.

More dead men and other Tadalin units emerged from the darkness. They chanted the slogan of fighting for high-ranking lords, and rushed to the waiting templars, using blood balls, fists, and even The body contributes a strength to the high-ranking lords.

  The impact of being undaunted to death caused the Templar's formation to withstand tremendous pressure, and the unlucky ones were constantly overwhelmed, and then they were abruptly pulled out of the battlefield by more dead men than their own.

  Fortunately, the fold system is operating normally. The Protoss also carried more energy batteries. Large numbers of Templars continued to take turns to participate in the battle. Although they were fighting away from home, they forced the situation back in front of the consumption.

  Tadalin's population is endless, but the archbishop's assembled troops are also endless, but one is sent by order, the other is by rotation.

  When his immediate legion suffered heavy casualties and had to withdraw from the battlefield, Marash was horrified to find that the other Tadalin high-class protoss who had been extremely obedient to him had refused their orders for reinforcements.

Although there are obedience, more people are violating the yang and the yin. They either pretend not to send troops, or send some crooked melons to paddle the water. Many of the protagonists of these dishes are pure slave labor and civilians. , Even before they even met the Templar, he was already defeated.

As a last resort, Marash could only ask his godfather Amon to help him, and the dark **** did not let him down. The mixture that appeared from the void directly brought the situation back, and he was still the kind of two hundred catties strongman. The kind that is held down by one butt.

   "Look, can you fight the power of the God of Darkness?"

   "Then why don't you ask us, where are the dark templars?"

  Marash heard the words, his smile stagnated, and then the earth began to echo the painful roars of those hybrid monsters.

Zeratul, who has been waiting for a long time, brought his Sarnaga Army and the Dark Templar warriors and waited for the hybrid to appear long ago. The void psionic energy cultivated by the Dark Templar is simply a combination of Tianke, more than a dozen. An invisible killer of the Shadow Guard can instantly dismember a giant beast.

  Now, Marash is gone.

  (End of this chapter)