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    I can¡¯t believe that Dingdang would hand over such great authority to Lilina.

    Although I have always stayed away from the mind-numbing conceptual knowledge of occultism, I still know a lot about God after spending so much time with God.  The target's resurrection is definitely not something that can be accomplished in the game with a flash of golden light after ten seconds of reading - it has touched upon the limits of the world and even the privileges of the gods.

    That is to say, under normal circumstances, only the true God has the authority to give new life to the dead at will. In addition, even the agents of gods need to go through layers of approval before they can do such things that violate the rules. Of course, under normal circumstances  As the agents of God, I am sure they are all great masters who are prosperous in front of God. Similar approvals can be easily obtained

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Looking at Lilina¡¯s words just now, she directly resurrected a dozen Protos warriors, how dare you give such great privileges to this poisonous pseudo-loli?

    Is it because I can't personally intervene in this incident, but can only let my agent "supervise" and act as thugs from the side, so I try every means to take advantage of the loopholes in the law to enhance our strength?

    Dingdang, this God of yours is so so awesome!

    "This girl is our most powerful priestess," my voice brought Zeratul back to his senses, who was busy talking to his kin who had just come back from the dead. "She can give new life to the dead - with the help of the gods  It uses the power of God to achieve miracles, so you don¡¯t have to worry about the side effects of such a resurrection.¡±

    "The powerful and mysterious Emperor Xiling, please accept my sincere respect and gratitude¡ª¡ª"

    Zeratul put his hand on his chest and showed me solemn courtesy, but I stopped him.

    "Now we have more important things to solve, such as the more than 10 million bugs outside."

    When I led the fully rejuvenated Protos warriors and Zeratul to the small square in front of the temple, the battle here was still continuing.

    The bugs seemed to be endless, launching uninterrupted suicidal attacks in a monotonous but most stressful way. The surging magical energy filled the air, constantly igniting several specific chemicals in the bodies of the bugs that rushed towards them.  In response, a thick layer of corpse fragments was covered outside the arcane barrier covering the entire temple, so that the magisters and Xiling soldiers of Azeroth had to use flame nova or psionic pulse to evaporate again and again.  Remove these disgusting "carpets", because in order to consolidate the defense line, the Scorpion soldiers, who are originally best at charging in this kind of close-range melee, cannot leave the position at will, so they have to transform into semi-fixed forts one by one, sinking their mechanical joints deep into the ground.  Inserted into the ground, the photon cannon on the tail was fully fired, firing freely at the enemy group like a catharsis.

    They are really full of resentment towards long-range attacks.

    "Alas, casting spells is really a laborious task I don't want to learn magic anymore."

    Qianqian suddenly muttered next to me, which made me very curious, but following her gaze, I must admit that casting spells is really laborious

    Two tauren shamans stood back to back near the arcane shield, holding air hammers (don't ask me why primitive tools like air hammers appear in the equipment provided by the Xiling people!) on the ground.  At a glance, there were already several totem poles with mysterious runes engraved on the ground crookedly inserted on the ground beside them.

    I admit that the crystal ground here is indeed too solid, but is it really okay for you to drill holes in the ground of other temples?  Speaking of which, how on earth do these guys called shamans fight in Azeroth without air hammers and electric drills, you bastards!

    Later I found out that these shamans usually use their affinity for the earth elements to arrange totems. Unfortunately, in this crypt full of alien crystals, those elements are not interested in them at all. These shamans think it is normal.  The illustration method is not as reliable as a pneumatic hammer

    "It's time to leave."

    Looking at the huge swarm of insects pushing and approaching outside the shield, I took a long breath, concentrated my energy, and prepared to directly use the map AOE to burn the entire crypt.

    "Just leave it to me."

    Lilina suddenly took a step forward and interrupted my movement. I noticed that her face was still a little unnatural, but more of a stubborn look.

    "It was so embarrassing just now, now I must get it back - in the name of the goddess!"

    Our Priestess said through gritted teeth.

    You give it to yourself? Aiming box.

    After excluding these relatively threatening targets, there are still about a few thousand Protos warships left. They are all weird spacecraft that we cannot recognize at a glance. It seems that we have to rely on the experience gained in the game to judge.  Real StarCraft units are still impossible. Although these weird spaceships are huge in number, they have been classified as non-threatening targets by the mothership host: they are basically things that can be defeated by individual fighters.

    "Isn't it your spaceship?" I turned to ask Zeratul, who showed no fake expression on his face. He shook his head and said, "The spaceships from Shakuras will have the unique mark of our Dark Templar."

    "Put me through the public channel."

    I frowned and ordered the captain to connect with the other party.

    A Commander Protus with a thin face wearing an alloy armor appeared on the holographic projection.

    "Blasphemers! You actually set foot on this sacred land of your ancestors without permission! And you disturbed the peace of the holy land! You must pay the price for this!"

    As soon as he opened his mouth, the Protos commander said such words in a rather stern tone that made me a little confused.

    "Uh It seems that you are hostile to us, but it seems that we have not destroyed the Protos ruins on this planet, right? The ones doing the damage here are the Zerg, and they have been eliminated by us. You should feel sorry for me  Just be grateful.¡±

    What I said was the truth, but it attracted a disdainful sneer from the other party: "Humph, what an arrogant statement! See for yourself what your soldiers are doing to the palace of our ancestors!? And you also stole the indestructible item  Artifact - don't try to quibble, I can feel the power of the artifact calling out to its true owner in your fleet hand it over!"

    I turned my head and looked at Zeratul. There was no doubt that the other person was referring to the thing that Zeratul was currently carrying.

    "My compatriots, it seems that you have misunderstood these foreign friends," Zeratul did not shirk his responsibility and walked to the communication device and said, "The artifact is still in the hands of Protos. My warriors and I  I just accepted the rescue from these friends and temporarily stayed on their spaceship."

    "Dark Templar Zeratul!" After seeing Zeratul suddenly appear in front of the communication device, the other party immediately showed a somewhat surprised expression, and it sounded that even Zeratul, a fellow member of the same race, could not make him  The tone of this unfamiliar Commander Protus softened slightly.

    "Zeratul, I am Executive Pros from Tal'darim. Why are you with these aliens who have invaded the Holy Land?!"

    As soon as I heard that the other party was a member of Tal'darim, I felt like I was in trouble.

    This is the most exclusive tribe in the entire Protos!  Their stubbornness and disdain for weaker races are well-known, and more importantly, these somewhat neurotic violent elements don't seem to be very interested in Zeratul - they have always regarded the Dark Templar as  Heretical!  (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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