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Chapter 792 Isn't this right?

Tadalin's Rakshir ceremony is very sacred, because this method is the only means for low-level Tadarin to advance to a higher level. Compared with gaining military merits on the battlefield, the Rakshir ceremony will be more convenient. You only need to kill the guy you covet, and you can get everything about him, status, wealth, or the army.

But Alarak's desire to become a high-ranking lord is not because he is thinking about Marash's little wife hidden in the harem or the hidden purified terrazine. After all, when it comes to women, he has the loyal mothership commander Gina. La, this protoss woman is as sinister, cunning, and ambitious as Alarak.

As for terrazine, Analark can also enjoy the same level and quality, and Marash’s terrazine collection has now been removed by Fisher. This extremely pure high-energy gas It is too wasteful to use it for addicts like Tadalin, and it is the right way to use it as fuel for battleships or as industrial fuel.

Alarak planned to become a high-ranking lord purely because he wanted to kill Amon. As for why he wanted to oppose Amon, it had to start with the Rakshir ceremony.

In the past, Alarak, like other Tadarins, believed in Amon, but after he won a certain time, Amon did not fulfill his promise, which made Anarak's belief in Amon a little bit for the first time. Shaken, as the saying goes, loyalty is not absolute, absolutely not loyal, when Alarak started to think about it, he discovered Eamon's lies, and the other party's promises were all bubbles.

Since then, Alarak has discovered that his clan is a joke, and his clan has all lived in a lie that has been carefully crafted for countless years.

And now, killing Marash is the first step in his revenge.

The two took their positions in front of the ceremony stage, and then began the Lakshiel ceremony. In the psychic storm that could tear apart the armor of a tank, the two fought back and forth. What kind of damage, because the psychic storm that enveloped them absorbed most of their strength, the outcome of the two depends on who can attract more people, and the reinforcements will be representatives of their side outside the psychic storm circle Provide a power increase, and then the storm circle will move in the opposite direction according to whose spiritual support is stronger, and at the end of the road behind the two, there is an abyss crack, which goes straight to the center of Slane. Once it falls, then It means that there are no bones left.

Marash, who has become so proficient in the Rakshir ritual, simply called out his subordinates as soon as the battle started, and the entire army went straight to the outside of the psychic storm. The originally transparent and colorless psychic storm was quickly destroyed. Sleane's blood was spiritually dyed red, and the circle of storms also began to move backwards.

"You're dead, Alarak!"

The high-level lord Marash kept hitting the opponent's face with his fist, and then laughed wildly.

"That's not necessarily the case!"

Under the watchful eyes of the fleets on both sides, an energy field descended from the sky, and then a figure wearing a golden battle armor gradually emerged as the warping light lit up.

"Templars! Light up your Glaives! Support our allies!"

The Archbishop, who never disembarked, came to the battlefield in person this time, behind him were thousands of warping flashes, and the light was still increasing.

Templars holding solar battle axes one by one followed their commanders, shouting and rushing towards their enemies.

The war immediately entered the stage of Tian Ji's horse race, but now Marash has no top-class horses, and his top-class horses have been burned by Fisher even the stables, and Artanis The fine horse is more.

Dozens of consuls and hundreds of high-ranking templars jointly launched an energy feedback, which instantly burned thousands of Tadarim dead disciples, causing Marash's reinforcements to suddenly decrease, and Alarak gradually prevailed.

"So what, my sea of ​​people is endless!" Marash didn't care, he had as many low-level dead disciples as he wanted, knowing that the Tadalin might be the race with the highest fertility rate among the Protoss, Because of the harsh living environment, every family must be as powerful as possible regardless of their status.

So in terms of the strength of the fleet, the Tadarin protoss may not be as good as Aiur's brothers, but the number of ground troops, the Tadarin has never been in vain, and the size of their war machines is enough to make the dark templars drool.

More Dead Apostles and other Tadarin units emerged from the darkness. They chanted the slogan of fighting for the high-ranking lords, and rushed to the Templars who were waiting in full force, using blood cells, fists, and even The body contributes to the strength of the high-ranking lord.

The impact of fearless death put tremendous pressure on the formation of the templars, and unlucky ones were constantly overwhelmed, and then dragged out of the position by more dead disciples than themselves.

Fortunately, the warping system was functioning normally, and the Protoss also carried more energy batteries. A large number of templars continued to take part in the battle. Although it was an away game, they forcibly turned the situation back in frontal consumption.

Tal'darin's sea of ​​people is endless, but the archbishop's assembled troops are also endless, but one is sent by life, and the other is by rotation.

When the legion directly under him suffered heavy casualties and had to withdraw from the battlefield, Marash was horrified to find that those other Tadarim high-ranking protoss who were usually obedient to him rejected his order to ask for reinforcements.

Although there are some obedient ones, more people are obedient and disobedient, either making excuses not to send troops, or sending some crooked melons and cracked dates to paddle water. Many of these disheveled protoss are pure slave labor and civilians , and the rout began before even meeting the templar.

As a last resort, Marash could only ask his godfather Emon to help him, and the God of Darkness did not disappoint him. The hybrid that appeared from the void directly reversed the situation, and it was still the kind of two-hundred-pound Hercules The kind with one butt pressed down.

"Look, how can you resist the power of the God of Darkness?"

"Then why don't you ask us, where are those dark templars?"

When Marash heard this, his smile stagnated, and then the earth began to echo the painful roars of those hybrid behemoths.

Zeratul, who had been waiting for a long time, brought his Xel'Naga army and dark templars, who had been waiting for the hybrid to appear on the stage. An invisible killer of the Shadow Guard can instantly dismember a giant beast.

Now Marash is out of the loop.

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