1328. Heavy fog
Gabriel-Tosh opened his eyes, and he immediately found that his Psionics seemed to be unusable. He sat up and looked around, and found that he was in a room full of gold. The surrounding instruments and equipment were basically in gold tones, and they looked very beautiful in appearance.
"Protoss..." Gabriel-Tosh Even though he has forgotten most of what happened before he came to this world, the existence of Protoss is deep in his heart and he cannot forget it.
Tosh stood up and looked at himself in the water polo-like energy field next to him. He found that not only had he lost Psionics, but his eyes, which were originally full of power and could not see the pupils, had returned to normal.
"Hmph! Hypocritical, arrogant guy. Even if you cut off the contact between Voodoo and me, I can still smell your stink!" Tosh said ferociously.
"Your Psionics was not cut off by me, but by someone else." A spherical drone floated in from outside the door, and the speaker above emitted an elegant and calm voice.
Then walking in was an elegant Protoss wearing a gorgeous robe - the leader of the Shelak Tribe, Zekrath.
"Hehehehe, don't you dare to speak in my head? Disgusting Protoss." Tosh had no good impression of Protoss and said coldly.
"Now your mind and brain waves are very fragile, like a bubble. Even the telepathy generated by my conversation with you may shock you into a vegetative state." Zekrath did not feel dissatisfied at all and said through the robot.
Tosh looked down at his hands, his expression serious, "It was you who saved me and came back?"
"I'm glad to see you finally put down this shell full of spikes." Zekrath said.
"I was plotted. Darkly, Voodoo..." Tosh said.
"In this universe, people call it, the Force." Zekrath said, "I didn't save you, I don't have the ability. The one who saved you was Sola-A (Solar'a). Originally she was your backup, but before she was in place, you were in danger."
"I don't know this person." Tosh snorted coldly, "They didn't notify me before taking action. This backup was useless, even if it saved me."
"She comes from the Sali-Gal tribe (Sari'jal) and is a member of Nerazim (Nerazim). She woke up voluntarily in resonance with our tribe." Zekrath said.
[PS: This Protoss comes from "StarCraft: Ghost".]
"I thought it would take hundreds of years for you Protoss to be of use." Tosh said.
"In order to rebuild our Homeworld and race, no Protoss will refuse. Some powerful beings have their own reasons for not choosing to awaken." Zekrath said, "Even now, the number of our awakened tribesmen has reached 400, and Protoss is being reborn."
"Only Nerazim can rescue me, but I won't say thank you." Tosh said.
"We are saving you not because of your personal reasons, but because we currently have a common goal - Galactic Republic." Zekrath said, "What happened to you in Cona Planet?"
"We were deceived by a false intelligence! That guy said that Republic Fourth Army could directly raid Semirres Planet, and the time was a week later. But in fact, their fleet set off the next day!" Tosh gritted his teeth.
"But Republic fleet can raid Semirres Planet. This piece of information is correct. As far as I know, because of this piece of information, Semirres Planet had one day to prepare for war, so that he would not be attacked without any preparation." Zekrath said.
"This is what's weird about me!" Tosh's face darkened, "Only half of the information is true. But, it's also the case that Intelligence Department chose to believe it!"
"Now Semirres Planet is fighting fiercely, and the situation is irreconcilable. Intelligence Department is now worried that the purpose of this intelligence is to limit the power of Dawn Star Planet and Confederacy of Independent Systems to Semirres Planet, leaving no time for others to care. And now Galactic Republic has launched a series of offensives in Eastern Outer Rim, which also proves this." Zekrath said, "However, there is another deep meaning behind this, this is my hunch."
"Dark Voodoo! Very powerful! It is this power that controls Sehas, this informant, and asks him to deliver information. Semirres Planet, the conspiracy behind it, is Dark Side." Gabriel-Tosh said, "Governor Tang must be told."
"Governor Tang recently went to Planet Kaal to deal with the settlement of a new race, and has no time to take care of it for the time being. Therefore, I will give this information to Dawn Star Planet Intelligence Department first, and then find a way to decipher the mystery." Zekrath said.
"How do you want to crack this so-called mystery?" Gabriel-Tosh still expressed distrust towards Protoss.
"Here is what invades your mind, Dark Side Force." Zekrath raised his hand gracefully and saw an instrument next to him slowly unfolding. In the Psionics magnetic field in the middle, what looked like a black mist was restrained.
This thing is not much, only about the thickness of a pencil lead, and it seems to be alive and swimming around in the Psionics magnetic field.
"Can you capture Voodoo?" Tosh frowned.
"For the Force, it is exactly the same as Psionics. The research between the two has many similarities. And our Protoss's research on Psionics is unparalleled." Zekrath said.
Uh-huh!!
Two blood-red sword lights crossed each other and struck down instantly, leaving even an afterimage of the cross star in the air! A Galactic Republic AT-XT bipedal walking machine was immediately chopped into pieces by this sword!
Asajj-Ventress showed a ferocious smile. She held a blood-red crank Lightsaber in each hand and charged directly into Republic army's formation, as if she was in an uninhabited land!
Following her footsteps, a large number of B-1 combat robots and Semirians rushed up and launched a tidal wave of attacks on Galactic Republic's position!
The fully armed appearance of Semirians and Ironclad Legion here is very different. Most of them are just ordinary combat armors. They have almost no defense against Blaster rifle, but they can effectively defend against shrapnel and close combat damage. There are no remote-controlled weapon stations on their backs, but they hold a powerful blaster machine gun in their hands.
But even so, fighting on their home planet, these Semirians have high morale. They are not afraid of sacrifice and continue to launch attacks.