Kilsager and Chat Groups

Chapter 81 Return to the Temple (4)

"SCVs and probes, set up defenses on the spot. Everyone else, stay alert." Kirsaj suddenly stopped and gave the order as he headed towards a Skylock.

Both the Darlam Protoss and the Terran humans immediately obeyed her instructions and quickly began deploying defensive facilities on the spot.

They moved swiftly and worked in close coordination, deploying various weapons and equipment to form a solid defensive line.

Meanwhile, Karax, observing the situation from the Spear of Adun, noticed that Kirsaj's forces had halted their advance.

He was very confused, because logically speaking, with Kirsage's great strength, she was fully capable of easily defeating all the enemy forces she was in charge of at the Sky Lock.

However, her decision to halt the troops now led Kellax to wonder if she had encountered some difficult situation.

Without hesitation, Kel'Thuzad immediately contacted Kil'Saj: "I've observed that your troops have halted. Do you require support from the Spear of Adun?"

Kirsar's reply was heavy: "No, I'll have to go alone later."

Kairax expressed his bewilderment at the decision, saying that even if it was to minimize losses, such a strange approach was inappropriate.

So he pressed on, "Why?"

Kirsaj paused for a moment, then slowly said, "Narud, that fallen Xel'Naga is waiting for me."

After saying that, she said no more and resolutely set off alone towards her destination.

"Gods! She's going to face the fallen Xel'Naga alone!?" Karax's eyes widened in astonishment; he could hardly believe what he was hearing.

He knew all too well how powerful and terrifying the Xel'Naga were; they were not beings that ordinary people could easily deal with.

At this moment, it's simply unbelievable that Kearsarge would have to face such a terrifying enemy all by himself!

At the same time, Vorazun, who was also on the bridge, was also attracted by the Phase Technician's scream.

She turned her head, staring intently at the bewildered Kairax, a hint of seriousness and confusion in her eyes, and asked in a low voice, "What happened? Why are you so surprised?"

“That ship girl named Kirsage… is going to face the corrupted Xel'Naga alone.” Karax explained to the Nerazim chieftain in a very fast voice, his tone full of worry and unease.

Vorazun lowered his head, pondered for a moment, then raised his head again, his gaze sweeping firmly over the busy Protoss on the bridge.

Finally, she took a deep breath and said seriously to Carlax, "I'll warp over first, then get Phoenix to support us."

In Vorazun's view, ordinary Protoss ground forces were far from sufficient to deal with such a powerful enemy as the corrupted Xel'Naga.

Only Protoss combat masters or top-tier war machines with extraordinary combat abilities are capable of contending with them.

Therefore, she decided to take matters into her own hands and requested Phoenix's support to ensure that this terrible enemy could be held back.

A blue light emanated from this elite Dark Templar, a sign that warp was imminent.

"Remember to inform Artanis; he'll know what to do."

As Vorazun's voice faded, her figure was swallowed by the blue light and teleported to the energy field closest to Kirsaj.

Kairax stood still, his chest heaving as he tried to calm himself.

He then sent a communication to Artanis: "Archbishop, Vorazun..."

However, at this moment, Kirsaëns had no idea that because of her words, the Spear of Adun had already erupted into chaos.

"You really came, so greedy."

Narud's voice echoed in Kirsage's mind, with countless emphases, causing her to frown.

With a thought, pale purple psionic energy surged from her body, quickly coalescing to form a thick shield that firmly blocked the void energy released by Narud.

"Although you have controlled that strange energy, you still crave our power."

Narud's vessel slowly emerged from the crimson void energy cluster, its four pairs of eyes, glowing with crimson light, fixed intently on Kirsaji, as if trying to pierce through her soul.

“That’s right, I don’t really like the power of corruption. I prefer the power of creation.” Kirsaj paced around Narud’s vessel, wary of the prepared fallen Xel’Naga.

She was well aware of the other party's strength and danger, but she was not afraid.

“Ah, your short life has made you wish to be one of us.” Narud made no movement, but Kirsaqi could still feel its gaze.

That gaze was full of mockery and contempt, as if laughing at Kirsaji's overestimation of his abilities.

“If the eternal cycle of reincarnation had not ended, you might have become one of us. What a pity.” Narud sighed, as if lamenting that Kirsaj had not become a Xel'Naga.

Kirsa stopped and stood still, looking at Narud.

Her gaze was firm and calm, meeting Narud's eyes without flinching. "So, will you give me your essence?"

“The eternal cycle will surely end.” Narud turned around, crimson psionic lightning crackling around him, and terrifying void energy slowly spread, forming a huge crimson cloud. Narud’s voice became low and hoarse, full of threat and intimidation.

Kirsa took a deep breath, preparing to face Narud's attack.

"Your exit last time wasn't very good." Killer's purple eyes flashed with a dangerous light, and corrupted psionic energy surged out like a raging tide. The pale purple psionic mist, like a powerful torrent, crashed directly into the crimson void mist.

"Is this the confidence you have to provoke me?" Every time Narud spoke, the void energy would violently churn and surge, as if responding to his will.

This intense sense of oppression put Kirsagh under immense pressure, but she still stared directly at Narud without flinching.

“Who knows?” Kirsaj’s eyes turned cold and resolute, and the Genesis ship armor on her body began to show its true form.

The original naval cannons have disappeared, replaced by an ominous hull made of bizarre flesh and matte steel, a change that instills unease and fear.

"Hehehe, it seems you're not entirely unscathed." Narud's voice carried a hint of schadenfreude.

It could keenly sense Kilsager's condition, and in its eyes, Kilsager's physical condition was not ideal.

However, Kirsage remained unfazed, replying in an icy tone, "But that's enough to deal with you."

Kirsaj remembered that the corrupted Xel'Naga had tried to take over her body, and if it weren't for the chat group's inherent protective abilities, her body might have become a battlefield between the Corruption Overlord and the Xel'Naga.

Now, she is no longer afraid of Narud's mental attacks, and it is a pipe dream to think she can defeat her in the physical realm.

"Then let's give it a try."