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Chapter 1068 Kara was never holy

After being disturbed several times by Li Chengfeng, Eamon did get a little impatient.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have directly controlled the Protoss fleet and driven it into a berserk state before fate or time had come.

Although the Protoss fleet, engulfed in a frenzy, saw a surge in combat power, its targets shifted from the Zerg to any living creatures in sight.

In an instant, the massive Protoss fleet was plunged into complete chaos.

Amidst the internal strife, only the Blood Ravens casually severed the nerve bundles at the back of their heads, then excitedly charged into the crowd…

Even when the Protoss go berserk, their average combat strength is far inferior to that of the Emperor's heirs and the Regent's bloodline.

Under these circumstances, their efforts to cut off queues were also quite challenging.

After all, the Protoss fleet has too many people and is sufficiently dispersed.

Even though they resolved the problem as quickly as possible, some Protoss still died at the hands of their own people's psionic blades.

Regarding this, the Blood Ravens said...

Where is this?

The Astartes Chapter, having fought their way through the infernal galaxy, had witnessed countless scenes far more horrific than this.

It was just a few of our own people who died...

The Blood Ravens darted through the Protoss, swiftly severing the nerve bundles at the back of their heads without harming them in the slightest.

Such scenes are playing out all over El.

As the leader of the chapter and the strongest member of the Blood Ravens, Azaria naturally had to solve the most difficult problem.

"Archbishop Artanis, Commander Serandis... and all the senior executives, please stop fighting!"

He stood there, chainsword in hand, watching as the Protoss heroes clashed in a chaotic melee...

To be precise, Artanis chased and beat up a whole group of people all by himself.

The reason why everyone was present was because Artanis saw that the Zerg clearing progress on the surface of Aiur was already high enough, and he was preparing to hold a meeting to discuss how to rebuild Aiur after the war.

At this crucial moment, Amon went from influencing the Protoss to controlling them...

So Azaria just watched as the Protoss executives, who had just been sitting there having a serious meeting, suddenly started a chaotic brawl.

In his berserk state, Artanis unleashed his full fighting power, hanging up and repeatedly beating those old bastards who had looked down on his young age and wanted to replace him as archbishop at the beginning of his return.

It could be said that every move was deadly. If he hadn't faced too many opponents at once, but instead had fought one-on-one, none of these Protoss high-ranking executives would have survived.

"Sigh, we've had enough of the show, time to get back to work," Azaria muttered, then stood up and walked behind Artanis.

He wasn't slacking off.

He was simply looking for the right moment after the Protoss had exhausted each other.

As the chapter leader and head of the think tank of the Blood Ravens, Azaria is undoubtedly a smart man. Although he is also an Astartes, he would never let his brain be filled with muscles... especially not like the World Eaters.

Of course, he did this because Artanis was indeed very strong, so strong that he was somewhat out of place with the Protoss race.

Especially after going berserk, his combat power suddenly increased significantly. If it were a life-or-death struggle, he might have to pay the price of serious injury to take down Artanis.

But... it's just a matter of cutting off a braid, so it's okay.

"Hey, Artanis!" Azaria deliberately made a sound to attract Artanis's attention. "Have you forgotten I exist?"

Artanis was startled and instinctively turned to look at Azaria...

Artanis then threw the senior executive he was holding away.

"Azariah!"

"I've put up with you for far too long!"

"You bunch of sly bastards! You stole from the entire Protoss fleet in just three hours! It's only because the stuff you threw wasn't valuable that I had to round you up!"

A series of angry roars rang out, and Azaria felt somewhat embarrassed at being caught red-handed...

But not much.

What a joke, they've barely scratched the surface.

If they had maintained the same level of strength as before, at least half of the Protoss fleet's assets would be theirs by now.

“Artanis…you have been manipulated by that dark being within the Khala. Don’t panic, I will help you break free from him…”

"Kara... the sacred Kara are linked to us!" Artanis roared again, charging directly at Azaria. "You... heretics who betrayed the Kara!"

“Sigh, I believe you’ll regret this once you come to your senses.” Azaria shrugged, then faced Artanis without flinching, the chainsaw sword in her hand clanging continuously.

The sounds of psionic blades clashing against chainswords echoed continuously in this Protoss temporary command post.

Artanis had just overwhelmed the power of all the high-ranking executives, yet he could only manage a draw against Azaria, with no chance of breaking through her defenses.

If Artanis were in his normal state, he would definitely be thinking of various tactics to solve the predicament...

But now he has completely fallen into a mindless berserker state, knowing nothing but how to attack.

Like a...

A beast unleashing its primal instincts.

When this beast's strength is sufficient to overwhelm, this instinct for attack and slaughter will be the most intractable terror.

But when the forces are evenly matched...

It's a bit like a madman in a fit of impotent rage.

As a veteran who had fought in the Purgatory Galaxy for hundreds of years and had undergone the baptism of the Mother of Genes, Azaria had reached the peak in both experience and power.

He calmly (and the Protoss couldn't change his expression either) blocked Artanis's relentless attacks, then suddenly feigned an opening...

Normal Artanis would never have fallen for it... but the berserk Artanis walked right into the trap.

The psionic blade left a not-so-shallow gash on Azaria's shoulder armor, but Azaria calmly circled around to Artanis's back, swung her chainsword, and severed the nerve bundle.

In an instant, Artanis collapsed to his knees like a toy that had just finished overloading.

"Commander Azaria... thank you." Artanis's voice was weary and tinged with despair.

He never imagined that the sacred Kara...

It turned out to be a huge lie from beginning to end.

And the Kalai Protoss... actually regarded this lie as their only belief in this life.

At that moment, Artanis vaguely recalled the words of Senior Executive Officer Li Chengfeng...

"Kara has never been holy."