Zheng Gan has a good impression of the Spartan warriors in the Halo universe.
They are a group of true heroes.
The endless stream of alien creatures gave Zheng Gan the illusion that he was experiencing a biochemical crisis.
But in Zheng Gan's opinion, this thing is no better than cannon fodder in the Zerg.
boom!
A violent explosion came from the sky, and a thick vine came out from the ground and directly pierced through a human warship.
Looking at the vine with obvious plant characteristics, Zheng Gan found that he seemed to have misjudged the source of infection.
This level of plant gene mutation is already qualified for use on interstellar battlefields.
"retreat!"
Several members of the noble team immediately took Zheng Gan to evacuate to a safe area. While being taken away, Zheng Gan released a stream of spiritual energy towards the thick vine and began to analyze its composition.
Zheng Gan had just arrived at Reach when he discovered that the Halo universe had been completely changed beyond recognition.
"I don't know what the situation is like on Zeratul's side."
With an attitude of observation, Zheng Gan did not show his strength, nor did he intend to change the ending of Reach Galaxy.
If one wants to challenge the Star Alliance at this stage, a large force must be dispatched. However, Zheng Gan does not want to draw trouble before he has investigated clearly what has invaded this universe.
On the other side, the City of Brotherly Love.
The capital of the Star Alliance looks completely different from the one in the original book.
This mushroom-shaped space fortress with a diameter of 348km now looks more like a jellyfish.
A large number of tentacles stretched out from under the umbrella and fluttered freely in the space.
Countless silver particles were pushed by these dancing tentacles and floated towards other places in the universe.
"Order the fleet to collect samples and analyze the silver-colored substance floating outside."
After giving the order, Zeratul began to observe this huge space fortress.
Through various imaging technologies, we can still determine that there is life in this city, but we don’t know what these lives are.
Sangheili? Jiralhanae? San'Shyuum?
Or something else.
Looking at the current extravagant appearance of High Charity, Zeratul doesn't think that the major races in it can still maintain their original appearance.
Commanding the warship to slowly approach the City of High Charity, Zeratul led a team of ten people to successfully land on the City of High Charity with the excellent concealment ability of the Night Walkers.
The once-marine dreadnought battleship has now completely lost its former glory.
He was surrounded by all kinds of twisted flesh and plants entangled and wrapped around him.
"Honestly, this place is even more disgusting than the Overmind's Hive."
Through the psychic link, the usually serious Zeratul also began to complain about the environment of High Charity with the members of the team.
Despite all the complaints, Zeratul, as a legendary warrior, still showed considerable attention to the situation in High Charity.
Zeratul once tried to turn off his psychic senses to observe the city. To the normal naked eye, the city looked just as it was, prosperous and advanced.
Although each creature encountered looks different, they are at least what creatures in the universe should look like.
At least, not that weird?
But as soon as Zeratul observed the space city through his psychic power, it immediately turned into the horrifying scene just now.
Flesh and blood wriggling in the void, and creatures covered with pustules and tentacles that can't even maintain a basic biological form.
"What happened?"
Even the battle-hardened Zeratul was horrified by the current situation in High Charity.
As the scout team went deeper and deeper, they encountered more and more creatures.
Without exception, these organisms are in this infected state.
But Zeratul could feel that they all had a clear mind and clear cognition.
Even through the translation of their conversation, it seemed as if these creatures were aware of the changes that had taken place in themselves and were proud of them!
"Crazy, everyone must be crazy!"
Although the Covenant is a deformed religious theocracy, it is obviously not that crazy.
The forerunners are not in this kind of evil god state.
After passing through numerous checkpoints and sneaking into the core area of High Charity, Zeratul made a new discovery.
Here, he discovered a whole new species of life.
The Flood! And the leader of the Flood, the Gravemind.
However, compared with the Flood in the intelligence, this corpse-brain beast also received "blessing".
Its bloated body filled a special room, emitting certain special frequencies through its surrounding tentacles to communicate with the outside world.
After collecting the mucus scattered around, Zeratul left the location.
It felt like if he stayed any longer he would be corroded by this twisted form. It was really disgusting.
In the end, Zeratul and his team toured the entire City of High Charity, and found no other high-level creatures except the Gravemind.
Not to mention seeing the so-called three prophets, there is not even any information mentioning them.
"Prepare to hack into the core area."
In the end, only the main cabin of the Dreadnought, which controlled the entire City of High Charity, had not been investigated.
"I hope the program here records why this city became like this."
The hacking plan went very smoothly, and Zeratul was very surprised when he arrived at the core area. He originally thought it was a dangerous place, but he didn't expect that this was the only area that had not been infected and still maintained its previous appearance.
By transmitting the copy program from the Dreadnought's system into the small treasury to decipher the protection, Zeratul also discovered something unusual.
Just when Zeratul thought that this mission would be carried out perfectly, some chaotic and meaningless syllables suddenly began to come into his mind.
These syllables seemed to have magical power and began to mobilize the psychic energy in Zeratul's body.
"Get out of here!"
After temporarily suppressing the whispers in his mind through his own psychic powers, Zeratul looked at the team members around him.
He found that these members were also struggling to resist this strange invasion.
"Exposed."
This thought immediately flashed through Zeratul's mind. Although he didn't know what went wrong, his whereabouts were definitely exposed.
Sure enough, the restless sounds outside confirmed Zeratul's guess.
Without hesitation, Zeratul immediately turned on the small psychic jammer in his arms to suppress the strange voice in his mind.
Then a message was sent to the fleet outside responsible for responding to plan a retreat route.
After doing all this, Zeratul swung his arms and shouted to the Protoss behind him:
"Prepare for battle, Templar, draw your shining blades!"
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