Evacuating Mar Sara

[Commander, a massive energy source is approaching!!]

Hearing the AI adjutant's calm voice, Raynor's expression gradually turned grave. Tychus, who had heard it too, took a step back.

As a mercenary who had spent years living on the edge between life and death, he had always been keenly sensitive to danger.

At that moment, he felt an utterly terrifying pressure emanating from the young man not far away.

Though grim-faced, Raynor still stepped forward and asked, "Sir, you are..."

Feng Xiao looked at the legendary human from the StarCraft universe and smiled faintly. "Who I am doesn't matter. Just know that I'm human.

"Looks like the Raiders are in trouble."

Considering the situation and the abilities the young man before him had demonstrated, Raynor gestured for the others not to treat Feng Xiao as a threat, then rested his rifle against his shoulder.

"Yeah. I never expected the Zerg, who'd been gone for so long, to come back. You're not one of Mengsk's men, are you, sir?"

Glancing at the Raiders, who had stopped watching him and were still fighting off the Zerg assault, Feng Xiao couldn't help admiring them. As expected, anyone bold enough to lead a revolution wasn't a mediocrity.

They knew that while surrounded by the Zerg, they needed every available force. They also knew that, given the strength he'd demonstrated, it would be easy for him to kill Raynor.

So Raynor had simply let his guard down. Most people would have been far more wary of him.

"Just call me Feng. A power-hungry bastard like Mengsk has no right to give me orders."

Feng Xiao looked toward the Zerg hordes on either side, his tone full of disdain.

If there was anyone in StarCraft he looked down on most, it was undoubtedly Emperor Mengsk.

He was brilliant at political maneuvering, but his grasp of the bigger picture was terrible—even his son was better.

Raynor wasn't surprised. If Mengsk had a subordinate this powerful, he would have brought him out into the open to consolidate his power long ago. There was no way he'd keep him hidden.

"Mr. Feng, if you don't mind, why not come aboard my ship later?"

Raynor asked suddenly. The revolutionary movement's greatest strength was that it welcomed anyone—as long as their core belief was that they were sick of Mengsk's rule.

Tychus looked a little confused. "A ship? What ship? Oh, Jim, how much have you gotten up to while I was away?"

"I'll tell you when there's a chance."

Watching the Zerg forces swell in number, Raynor raised his massive rifle, sealed his armor helmet, and opened fire again.

Tychus silently watched Feng Xiao, then picked up his heavy machine gun and charged into the fight.

"Interesting..."

Mengsk was a man who looked fierce on the outside but was devious within. Still, he was only capable of small tricks.

Roar!

A pale golden glow appeared in Feng Xiao's pupils. He floated into the air and calmly faced one of the alloy bridges, unleashing his esper power.

Divine Sense didn't consume much of his mental energy. Killing that Ultralisk earlier had used up only about two percent, and his energy recovered extremely quickly.

So Feng Xiao, fighting with his own power for the first time, was thrilled. His immense Divine Sense erupted almost without restraint.

The three Ultralisks rampaging through the area were instantly subdued. One seemed to be pinned down by an enormous weight, unable to move as it lay on the bridge.

The other two crackled all over. Their incredibly hard armor split apart with a deafening crash, and torrents of green blood gushed from the cracks.

He spread his hand toward the Ultralisks and slowly curled his fingers. The Ultralisks struggled even more violently.

"Ha!"

The veins in his hand bulged as he clenched his fist.

Under the gaze of everyone nearby, the two Ultralisks were crushed into lumps of flesh, just like the one before. Feng Xiao also dismembered the Ultralisk pinned to the ground.

Seeing the ever-growing numbers of ordinary Zerg units, Feng Xiao waved his hand. A mass of metal gathered and was forcibly shaped into spears.

Like an elegant gentleman, he lifted his hand slightly. Hundreds of metal spearheads turned in unison, then burst forward with ear-splitting sonic booms!

The silver spears streaked through the battlefield like a downpour. Several Zerglings and Hydralisks that had just emerged from a building exploded in an instant.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Even Roaches, with their hard carapaces, couldn't effectively defend against these spears controlled by his telekinetic power. They were all killed with shots to the head in a flash!

The interception network formed by hundreds of metal spears was like a meat grinder, constantly slaughtering the Zerg units trying to break through the line.

Raynor and Tychus, who had been keeping a close eye on Feng Xiao, were dumbstruck. They didn't even know when the cigars had fallen from their mouths.

"If I didn't know the Protoss were too proud to disguise themselves as humans, I'd suspect he was a member of that Protoss Ancient Council."

Remembering the powerful and rare Archons among his Protoss friends, Raynor murmured to himself.

Beside him, Tychus was utterly shocked. Killing an Ultralisk alone not long ago had been inhuman, but it had still been within the bounds of what he could accept.

But what was this?!

A god?

With Divine Sense operating at full force, the metal spears were enveloped in his power. They shot out at several times the speed of sound, killing one Zerg after another. No Zerg could resist them.

Dozens of huge, monstrous Mutalisks were quickly wiped out. Their mangled corpses rained down into the defensive base.

Boom! Boom, boom!

Roaches as large as elephants burst out of the ground with roars and charged furiously at the line. But then a flash of silver light streaked past.

The next instant, their heads burst apart like watermelons.

With his overwhelming combat strength, Feng Xiao held the entire left flank by himself. No Zerg could break through the dense blockade of spears.

In less than five minutes, thousands, perhaps even tens of thousands, of severed Zerg limbs and corpses covered the entire bridgehead.

The massive casualties and rate of losses had long since caught the attention of the Brood Mother on Mar Sara. Its limited ability to sense its surroundings meant it couldn't pinpoint Feng Xiao.

But even the slowest creature would soon realize something was wrong.

"Humans have... a new weapon... designed to counter the swarm. Ordinary Zerg units cannot resist it."

The Zerg's biological intelligence analyzed calmly in a slightly mechanical voice, then sent a message to an unknown location.

"Sir, I'm here!"

The communications channel in the defensive base was filled with static. Then a firm voice came through.

Mark!

That Hyperion captain with a real talent for command...

Feng Xiao felt his mental energy had fallen to ten percent and breathed a sigh of relief. "Good thing I wasn't late. I was still overconfident with my level-10 Divine Sense."

If he'd had an ordinary esper ability, he'd probably be on his knees by now, even at level 30.

He'd only killed ten thousand or so Zerg cannon fodder. It seemed his ability still needed a lot of improvement.

If he could only take out ten thousand at full strength, he'd be lucky to kill seven or eight hundred of the Cosmic Zerg.

There was quite a gap between the two.

But... as expected, it was nothing like the game.

The three-kilometer-long Hyperion entered orbit over Mar Sara, accompanied by fifteen Behemoth-class Battlecruisers, each about two kilometers long.

Watching the Hyperion unleash hundreds of chains of orbital cannon fire, quickly wiping out the Zerg air force of nearly a thousand Mutalisks, Feng Xiao had already expected as much. If it had been a single ship like in the game, it wouldn't have been there to rescue anyone. The Hyperion itself wouldn't have been able to leave.

The battleships' powerful firepower quickly cleared the area within dozens of kilometers of the defensive base. Numerous transport ships departed the fleet and flew toward the base.

"Sir, hurry up. Those three Leviathans are incredibly powerful," Mark urged, his voice grave.

"What! Leviathans?"

Raynor was startled and hurriedly ordered everyone to evacuate faster.

Leviathans were incredibly powerful. Three of them were even worse.

At the very least, the fleet—equivalent to a third of the entire Raiders' forces—would have to lose half its ships before it could deal with them.

Everyone boarded the ships, and the fleet quickly initiated a warp jump out of the area.

"Ilde, take out those six gunships disguised as carriers first. Their 1,000 attack power hurts too much."