Chapter 152 144 Purifier

Chapter 152 144. Purifier

Before Zeratul could react after hearing this, he felt a terrifying power coming from behind him. All the Dark Templars who possess it feel this terrible feeling, the fear that came from the power of the subspace gods in ancient times.

As the descendants of the ancient saints born in the subspace race, the fear of the subspace gods can be said to have been engraved in their DNA from the beginning. Without the protection of their own gods, it would be difficult for them to withstand such pressure.

A huge statue of a god was moving forward. It looked like a naked ancient Eldar warrior. Different from those ordinary statues, this statue is full of fire, holding a huge sword in one hand, and its lifelike face is constantly opening its bloody mouth, spitting out some incomprehensible things. words.

Of course, the most eye-catching and frightening thing are his hands. There was obviously no object, but blood was constantly dripping from his hands and pooled at his feet, making the fire even more fervent.

And this statue is Kane, its incarnation.

Khaine is the god of war of the Eldar tribe, revered as Khaine the Bloodhand by his people.

One of the three Eldar gods who survived the fall of the Eldar. At that time, Khorne was driving the newly born Slaanesh in the Eldar paradise (referring to Big Daddy K pressing Sister S to the ground and beating her hard). At that time, an angry Kane rushed over and was about to beat up his youngest sister, S, with Old K. As a result, Kane was accidentally pushed away because he was too close, and he crashed directly through the subspace and entered the material universe. Because of this, Kane is spiritually dead and his physical body is shattered into countless fragments. Many Eldar Craftworlds contain Khaine Shards, which can be used to summon the Avatar of Khaine when needed.

Of course, the cost of summoning the incarnation of Kane is high. The most common case is to sacrifice the life of a protagonist to awaken the fragment. Therefore, unless a craft world has reached the stage of life and death, it will not sacrifice a champion to awaken the fragments.

But now, Idhar Ark has obviously reached such a dangerous moment. They sacrificed a respected bishop to awaken the Bloody Hand.

Unlike the looming fear of other Templars, Zeratul showed an expression of joy after seeing such a behemoth unit. Although he can transform into fragments himself, having someone fight with him can better block the enemy.

Heldhe looked at the fragments passing by him with complicated eyes, took a deep breath, and said again to Zeratul in front of him in a pleading tone.

"Please, Dark Priest."

Zeratul stared into the eyes of the Eldar in front of him and finally answered

"I'll try my best."

Heldhe took out the long-cherished helmet from his armpit, brought it back to his head, and drew out his sword. This is a finely crafted weapon obtained after taking an oath in front of the ancestor. He once swore to defend this ark to the death in front of all his fellow Phoenix warriors. Now is the time for him to fulfill his promise.

"I will lead our most elite troops to fight against you!"

As if to confirm what he said, the tens of thousands of remaining real soldiers and a large number of armored units were ready behind them, ready to launch an attack.

Just when he was getting ready, the door behind him suddenly lit up again. Zeratul looked back with hope, but when he saw who the reinforcements were, his eyes widened in horror.

I saw a group of tall white humanoid robots rushing out of it. Behind them, there were more such machines. Some looked like dragon knights and some looked like predators. There were no such machines in my army. There were no Titan-level units, only some armies that looked like light infantry.

Heldhe turned his head and looked around. These sudden robots also touched his blind spot. He had already looked at Zeratul who was frozen in place next to him and asked.

"And are they your soldiers? Or battle robots?"

It was then that he finally noticed something was wrong, for Zeratul was now standing still like a statue. Heldhe stretched out his hand to change the direction of the sword and asked in a low voice

"Is it an enemy?"

Zeratul worked hard to adjust his psychic organs, and finally succeeded in vibrating the air to make sounds.

"They are not enemies, they are the bodyguards of the Ancient Saint, its executioners, and purifiers!"

"!!!"

Purifiers are a kind of terrible war weapons. They have been serving the great elders in the most ancient times, even before the protoss appeared. But now this weapon is an imitation of its old glory, but every soldier is a precious and powerful warrior.

Because the bodies of these soldiers are not simply mechanical structures and chip calculations, but the souls of noble soldiers who have died. Due to their powerful souls and superb technology, the Kalai Protoss has successfully made soul containers that are better than the Ada Eldar soul stones, and their mechanical structures are also more flexible and more powerful than those underworld structures.

An evolver came to Zeratul with heavy steps, and a heavy voice emerged from his electronic organ.

"Is it you who need help from us dead?"

After hearing this, Zeratul recovered from the shock for a long time before saying

"It's me, respected senior."

After hearing this, the Purifier glanced around and said in an unsatisfied voice.

"Although we belong to the great elders, to be honest, we really don't want to help a group of ungrateful bastards."

After saying that, he ignored the embarrassed face of the Phoenix Warrior next to him, stared at Zeratul in front of him on the electronic screen and said

"You can call me Atada."

After hearing this name, Heldher opened his eyes wide. As a Phoenix Warrior, he was very familiar with this name. Because this warrior once joined the battle against the Eldar in the ancient civil war. It is said that he once killed more than thousands of warriors. In the end, they paid the lives of dozens of howling banshees in an ambush before finally killing him.

And now such a living legend is standing in front of her, but it is no wonder that she has such a bad impression of her own race.

Atada did not continue to pay attention to the strange and familiar ally next to him, and said calmly

"Then let's do it. I will fight with you. Now let me see the strength of these galactic descendants!"

After some time wasted, this army of nearly 60,000 was reassembled and ready to launch an attack. The Human Empire has also begun to sharpen its weapons, and a new round of fighting is about to begin.