What? Teammate lives in Arkham Asylum?

Chapter 1067: Keep your head, lose your hair; keep your hair, lose your head!

five minutes.

As it turns out, Alarak and Marash were already evenly matched.

After all, Alarak is the quintessential Tal'darim: fanatical, cruel, cunning, and ruthless... Over the years, she has absorbed vast amounts of terazosin and the essence of her defeated opponents, her power constantly increasing...

And then there was Li Chengfeng's sudden transformation...

This allowed his power to completely overwhelm Marash.

Even when defeating Marash, Alarak did not use his current full strength.

Looking at Marash lying on the ground, barely breathing, Alarak felt no joy or pleasure whatsoever...

Instead, they were filled with awe and respect for Li Chengfeng.

It's worth noting that after she was reformed, she tried to attack Li Chengfeng...

Then, she lost all desire to attack Li Chengfeng.

That difference...

Desperate.

Alarak even felt that the pressure he felt in the face of Li Chengfeng was no less than the pressure he felt when he glimpsed the god of darkness, Amon, in his prayers.

When she thought of Li Chengfeng, she thought of the promises he had forced her to make.

With a sigh of relief, Alarak raised his hand, and two curved blades pierced through Marash's body...

After extracting the essence from the other's body, they threw Marash's body directly into the abyss.

Feeling her power surge again, she turned around and announced to everyone.

"The outcome of the Lakshir Risque is decided! I am the true High Lord!"

"Here, I have to tell you a cruel truth..."

"Amon, the god of darkness! Our creator! He has been deceiving us all along!"

"He only wants to fulfill his ambition to destroy the world, but unlike what he deceived us into believing... he will elevate us along with him!"

"We must...take revenge!"

Alarak announced such important news immediately upon becoming a Highlord.

In an instant, the not-so-bright minds of the Taldarim were consumed by fanaticism and cruelty.

After all... how many people truly believe in Amon?

In a society as brutal as the chain of ascension, faith is the most false and laughable thing...

Because it is their creator who makes them constantly kill each other.

Therefore... surviving is far more important than faith.

And now, a high-ranking lord, second only to the Dark God Amon on the Chain of Ascension, has actually decided to launch a rebellion against the Dark God Amon…

This hit the sweet spot for these social madmen.

then……

It takes countless years to build a faith, but only a moment to destroy it.

Taking advantage of the Taldarim's fervent enthusiasm, Alarak appointed his lieutenant, Ginara, a rather cool-looking female Taldarim, as the new First Ascended.

No one had any objection to this matter.

After all, among the top five Ascended, only the fifth Ascended, Ginara, did not challenge Alarak together.

"Everyone, get ready and pack up all your belongings!"

We will be heading to... El!

One sentence plunged all the Taldarim into confusion.

"El? Is the high-ranking lord really not wrong?"

"The high lord wants us all to die in the swarm?"

"El...our homeland..."

Even the Tal'darim still regard Aiur as their eternal home.

"No, we're not going to our deaths."

"The Protoss fleet's High Priest has returned to Aiur and begun clearing out the Zerg swarm to retake Aiur."

"We...will also join this great cause!"

"This is an order from a high-ranking lord!"

Although the Taldarim did not fully understand why they were doing this, their obedience to the high lords made them suppress their inner questions.

Soon, only Alarak and Ginara remained in the ceremony area.

"High Lord...why did you make the decision to send reinforcements to El?"

“I already had some connection with Artanis... it’s just that someone else has made me speed things up.”

"There was...someone?"

As soon as they finished speaking, a Calais Protoss appeared in front of them.

The surging spiritual energy emanating from her body caused two words to involuntarily rise in Ginara's mind...

fear.

“I am Li Chengfeng, a high-ranking executive officer of the Protoss Empire. Next, you will return to Aiur with me to liberate our homeland from the Zerg.”

“Li Chengfeng, let’s put aside the high-sounding matters… Artanis told me about this a long time ago, but what I’m more interested in is how you managed to do this before him?”

“North Lanark, you don’t need to know that much.”

"I am Alarak! North what north!"

Northern Princess's chibi-style face has eyebrows raised, but she shows no anger whatsoever, only cuteness.

"Since you're so cute, I don't mind giving you a spoiler in advance."

"After the reconquest of Aiur, I will lead all the Protoss to Char... to capture the Queen of Blades."

“Just like you said, Amon is deceiving you… but I will lead everyone to expose Amon’s deception.”

Alarak stood frozen in place, his scarlet eyes fixed on Li Chengfeng.

"You are definitely not a Protoss! What exactly are you?"

“…This is really hard to explain.” Li Chengfeng reached out and patted Alarak’s little head. “Just think of me as…a Xel’Naga from another land.”

……

After fighting alongside the Blood Raven Chapter for a full week, Artanis and his Protoss fleet gained a new understanding of this expeditionary force that claimed to be from the ancient Protoss Empire...

They have a severe lack of common sense regarding current affairs...

However, it seems to be due to the fact that the Protoss technology is currently too outdated.

And their combat strength...

That's a bit too scary.

Among them, the Chapter Master of Azariah was even more powerful than Artanis.

This realization shattered the entire Protoss fleet's worldview.

After all, Artanis's fighting ability is already quite unscientific.

Now someone even more capable has emerged...

Just how powerful was that high-ranking executive whom Azaria called the Mother of Genes?

The more Artanis thought about it, the more excited he became.

After all, his goal wasn't to become the most prestigious person... but to truly restore the Protoss.

He was naturally pleased to have such a powerful clan.

With the support of the Protoss fleet, the progress of clearing out the Zerg became even faster.

The fleet, in coordination with ground forces, could clear out enemies much faster than the Blood Ravens' purely meat grinder-like advance.

But as the progress increased, the Kalai Protoss's behavior became increasingly... bizarre.

Their bloodlust grew stronger, and they seemed to be losing control of themselves...

It could be said that, during the outbreak, it was even more Tadalin than the Tadalin.

Azaria and the Blood Ravens watched the restless Protoss, sensing the increasingly clear and urgent whispers emanating from the Khala...

"Brothers! Do you remember what Mother told us to do in this situation?!" Azaria asked loudly.

"We remember!" the Blood Ravens responded immediately. "Keep your head, lose your hair! Keep your hair, lose your head!"

"Excellent! Target! All Protoss neural bundles!"

"Let's start cutting!"