In a distant, murky universe, the heroes of the Protoss gather on their homeworld of Aiur. Their forces will unite to resist the coming of the Ultimate Darkness. Despite their valiant struggle, they will eventually die. The Zerg will eventually become slaves of the Hybrid, and all creation will kneel at the feet of Amon the Corrupted.
Kerrigan is dead, the Tal'darim have become Amon's sacrifice, the human race has perished, and the Protoss colonies are constantly being lost to the attacks of endless swarms of Zerg and hybrids.
Now, all the Protoss have begun to gather towards their home planet Aiur, ready to gather all their strength to make a final desperate resistance here, and then... calmly face the Protoss' predetermined fate!
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On the mother planet Aiur, countless magnificent, sacred and majestic Protoss buildings are emitting brilliant light. They are like lighthouses in the dark night, still illuminating the boundless starry sky!
Numerous probes frantically collected crystal ore and high-energy gas to fuel the various war machines. Countless powerful artifacts, sealed and buried from ancient times, were also unearthed by the Protoss archaeologist Zeratul, providing significant assistance for the upcoming battle.
The Protoss have no reservations and are fearless. For Aiur, for glory, and for the faith that the "Firstborn of God" has always upheld, they will unleash their shining blades upon their enemies...
A high-ranking templar, his blue psychic energy flashing like thunder, reported to the Dark Master Zeratul: "My lord, all is ready. Please protect us as we lay down our knowledge on the tombstones of civilization. The tragedy of the past must not be repeated! Although darkness is approaching, the light of hope and our story must be preserved and passed on to the future!"
In front of the library, a group of Protoss scholars with determined eyes looked at Zeratul together, exuding a resolute aura.
Zeratul nodded at them and responded, "Go! No enemy shall set foot here until all of us are dead! Rahlga s'ak-ash! For the Protoss!"
The group of Protoss scholars returned the salute, then entered the library and began their work.
Zeratul stood on a high platform and shouted to the countless armored and golden Protoss troops in front of him.
"My fellow Protoss, please listen to me! The last twilight has faded, and the galaxy is burning! Humanity has been completely wiped out! In the darkness of the night, only we are left! Even so, even if our lives end today! We must unite and fight to the last moment! EN TARO Tassadar!"
"EN TARO Tassadar!"
As if a raging fire had been ignited, countless Templars stretched out their psychic arm blades, raised them above their heads, and formed a powerful spiritual resonance!
Today is the day I die!
As if in response to this will, a large number of dazzling Phoenix fighters suddenly appeared on the horizon. They formed a huge formation, led by a sickle-shaped spacecraft, and arrived above Zeratul's head, issuing a morale-boosting declaration.
"I have gathered the last of our forces! Fight for Ai'er!"
Zeratul looked up to the heavens and spoke joyfully, "You have arrived just in time, Lord Commander Yurlan! Once the enemy's air force appears, we will need your support."
"I have accomplished my mission!"
Sensing the Protoss's forces gathering, a deep, rich voice suddenly echoed from the darkness: "The Zerg have fully utilized their power as I desired... The hybrid is the best proof of this. Now, the remaining Protoss must fulfill their final mission, and that is... death!"
As if influenced by this dark will, countless swarms of Zerg began to become restless, and they began to attack the Protoss' last stronghold on Aiur uncontrollably.
The Protoss' defensive weapons were activated, and a large number of photon turrets, covered by energy towers, launched a rain-like attack on the invading Zerg.
Yuerlan also noticed this and issued a timely warning: "The swarm is attacking our flanks. We must respond quickly, otherwise our defense line will be lost!"
After receiving the warning, Zeratul quickly led his troops to reinforce the flank.
Seeing the massive Zerglings charging towards them, the Protoss Templars charged forward without hesitation! They occupied key defensive routes, tirelessly wielding their psychic blades. Every blow ripped apart the blood and body of the Zerglings, creating a scene of sheer violence.
Behind them were numerous photon turrets and hunters, providing them with a steady stream of long-range attacks. The towering colossus, with its thermal ray gun, launched a merciless barrage.
Waves of Zerglings were reduced to charred corpses and fragments, and were quickly annihilated by the powerful force of the Protoss troops.
After a small victory, Zeratul took the opportunity to raise his blade and shout: "I descend from the shadows! Only to defend the last glory of the Protoss!"
Roar!!!
The Templars behind him also shouted in unison: "Por zalah! All who stand in our way will be defeated! Justice is as strong as a sword!"
Watching this magnificent scene, a majestic, low, disdainful voice rang out from the darkness once again: "In my name, reshape everything! Witness the greatest creation!"
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