Once, I thought it was just a joke and speculation, and didn't take it seriously. Twice, is it still a coincidence?
As the fleet's strength continues to improve, more and more talented people are encountered, and it is inevitable that there will be a few among them who can see through their ultimate fate.
If what I said is true...
Hiss! The thought of himself suddenly becoming a flying broomstick, held between the legs of a beautiful evil spirit, soaring through the heavens and into the earth, battling and slaying gods, made him feel a little... a little excited! Pah! No, that was wrong. It was a feeling of deep powerlessness and despair! Who could possibly agree with a life spent being manipulated like a magic weapon, a puppet on a string?
"You mean...I'm going to die?"
Zeratul made an unfathomable expression, nodded slowly, and then spoke ambiguous words like a charlatan.
"The prophecy remains unknown. Hope never dies. Fate is bound to happen. But the outcome could be very different! As someone involved, you can't change your own fate. But if an outside force intervenes, it might become that slim ray of hope!"
Zeratul then added: "We, the Protoss, may not be able to help you. Sorry! Warmaster!"
How could it be? This must be another guess, right? All the charlatans love to talk nonsense! How could it possibly be true?
Chang Wei's pupils trembled, and he seemed unable to accept this result.
However, just as the atmosphere on the scene became stiff and solemn, a sound like the air exploding suddenly sounded from the back of the conference room.
Boom! Suddenly, a spatial rift appeared out of nowhere. Could it be an enemy?
The troops on both sides suddenly stood up, looked alert, and revealed their weapons.
When they turned around, they found a figure covered in blood falling out from the space crack. Upon closer inspection, it was actually Zhong Kai?
Chang Wei immediately forgot his previous thoughts and shouted to everyone: "Quick! Call the medics! Save them!"
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