Queen of Blades!

Wang Hao stared at the fleet of over forty magnificent red warships before him, his expression growing solemn. The composed Ilde mirrored his reaction.

"As expected of a technological civilization that once reached quasi-level four and was modified by a level-six civilization."

There were over twenty warships equipped with only a single cannon, yet they boasted an attack power of 200 and could deal continuous damage. Then there were more than ten crescent-shaped warships, each about 800 meters in diameter, capable of firing energy orbs with an attack power of 800.

The remaining six warships were about 3,000 meters long; while they appeared to only deploy hundreds of drones for attacks, they actually possessed a massive cannon capable of "cleansing the ground" with damage reaching as high as 1,000.

It had to be said that this fleet was the most troublesome enemy the Star Origin had ever encountered.

After a single head-on exchange of fire, their shields had plummeted from 40,000 to 22,000—an instant loss of nearly 20,000 shield points!

If it had been the Star Origin of the past, that single volley would likely have destroyed it.

Although they could convert about 15% of incoming enemy attacks into shield points, it didn't amount to much.

"However, the enemy's cannon charge time is quite long, and... their shields don't seem particularly strong..."

After glancing at the energy distribution briefing of the Tal'darim fleet, Wang Hao suddenly smiled.

Ilde immediately understood his intent. Eight cannons and the fully charged main battery struck a single carrier, and the shield shattered after absorbing only six cannon shots.

The subsequent main battery strike blew the carrier to pieces, and Captain Feng Xiao's talent, active from afar on the Hyperion, triggered accordingly.

The shield value, which had been around 20,000, surged by 4,000, returning to approximately 30,000.

Ignoring the attacks from the carrier-based aircraft, the eight cannons immediately shifted their aim, opening fire on the twenty-plus warships capable of continuous damage.

Those 1,000-meter-long continuous-damage warships had even lower defenses, with shields and armor totaling no more than 600. Facing cannons with a cooldown of only a few seconds and 100 attack power, they could only constantly maneuver and retreat.

Even so, during one instance where Ilde was controlling the cannons via AI, a triple-damage trigger completely destroyed one of the warships.

As time passed, the shields of the other warships grew increasingly dim.

Gradually, the shields of various warships began to shatter one after another. During this period, the main battery also launched seven attacks, successfully destroying three carriers and half of the crescent-shaped gunships.

Under normal circumstances, the enemy fleet should have retreated long ago, but this fleet, filled with an oppressive blood-red hue, showed absolutely no intention of pulling back.

Two days later...

Massive beams of light pierced the star sea; violent explosions and energy waves completely destroyed many nearby asteroids, and numerous warship wrecks drifted in the void.

Despite such intense crossfire, the Star Origin kept its own shields locked at around 15,000, occasionally recovering to over 20,000.

At this moment, the once-oppressive and powerful Tal'darim fleet was riddled with damage, with nearly 50% of the entire fleet destroyed.

"Good grief, they're too tenacious. I didn't expect them to have technology that can rapidly restore shields."

Wang Hao felt a headache coming on. Not long ago, when he thought he had successfully depleted the fleet's shields and was ready to reap the rewards, the shields of the remaining warships were suddenly and rapidly replenished by some kind of technology.

However, it appeared that the energy supply required for this technology was currently insufficient; at the very least, they hadn't recovered again despite several more warships being destroyed in succession.

Then, he would simply continue the attack!

While the Star Origin was carrying out the final harvest of the Tal'darim, the Raiders fleet where Feng Xiao was located also encountered trouble.

The Raiders, starting with over forty warships, operated somewhat differently than in the game, though the general situation remained much the same.

For instance, after completing the rescue of a certain female doctor and tens of thousands of refugees, they skipped several missions Feng Xiao was familiar with, instead taking the existing Ghosts directly to save a group of researchers.

Along the way, they prevented the Queen of Blades, who was on-site, from stealing classified intelligence.

"Mr. Feng, is this really okay?"

Mark and Raynor looked earnestly at the nonchalant Feng Xiao.

Having successfully gained a certain level of trust within two days, Feng Xiao waved his hand. "Don't worry. I can handle the Queen of Blades; you just go ahead and attack the Zerg base."

With his current level 10 Divine Sense, he didn't fear the current Queen of Blades, nor would he fear her even after she underwent sublimation and evolution on Zerus.

Of course, without knowing exactly what role Amon played in reality, he had to ensure the Queen of Blades remained alive.

Otherwise, that level-six civilization would definitely interfere in the Koprulu Sector, and he would have to temporarily abandon this stable, high-revenue Star Point region.

The 200-meter-diameter command center—the main Terran base—descended toward the planet's surface.

Dozens of massive barracks, each capable of housing five hundred soldiers, simultaneously headed toward the areas of the planet's surface not yet covered by the Zerg.

"Buildings can actually fly..."

Feng Xiao chuckled. Honestly, this tech tree was truly bizarre. Although these buildings came equipped with numerous multi-functional, fully automated production lines capable of manufacturing almost all ground weapons and armored vehicles—providing extremely strong logistical support—the fact that they could fly was truly baffling.

Wouldn't it be better to install all the production lines on an industrial ship? It would have high mobility, a certain amount of firepower, and a very high capacity.

Mark walked up at this moment. "Mr. Feng, the dropship is already waiting."

"Not necessary."

Then, to the stunned expressions of Raynor, Mark, Tychus, and several other key Raiders members, a golden halo erupted around his body.

He shot out of the Hyperion at extreme speed, streaking toward the planet's surface.

Mark glanced at the radar data, his face growing increasingly stunned.

0.8 Mach...

Are psionics really this strong?

The Empire's strongest psionics don't even seem to be able to fly, do they?

Looking back at the Raiders who had already landed and begun setting up their base, Feng Xiao's powerful Divine Sense surged out from his body, locating his target in mere moments.

A portion of his Divine Sense adhered to his skin, forming a formidable shield, while the rest rapidly coalesced into a translucent spear.

Combining martial arts and magic is the only way to have fun; being a mere mage is so boring.

Nodding in satisfaction, Feng Xiao's figure suddenly vanished the next instant!

In the distant city—

Hovering in mid-air, her body covered in ferocious yet intricate armor shimmering with purple veins, eight sharp bone wings were eerily fused with her human face.

Yet, it possessed a unique, cool aesthetic.

The Queen of Blades! Kerrigan!

Rumble!

Several bolts of lightning as thick as a human arm spread out, causing the surrounding hundred-meter skyscrapers to collapse instantly. As her bone wings flickered, even alloy was sliced through like tofu.

However, the massive alloy structure that served as the primary target was putting up a desperate resistance.

Seeming to sense something, Kerrigan looked toward the Raiders' landing zone, a ripple of emotion crossing her eyes.

Then, her powerful psychic energy breached the Raiders' communication channel, and she said coldly, "Jim, you shouldn't have come here!"

Raynor was stunned for a moment, then replied calmly, "My dear, I have to stop you..."

"I am the Queen of Blades. No one can stop me from killing Mengsk, not even you!"

Raynor smiled faintly. "Then I hope you have the time to deal with me before that, Sarah."

Kerrigan froze, but the Zerg's uniquely formidable sensory perception made her instinctively dodge.

A golden light flashed through her previous position, and the cracks spreading dozens of meters across the earth made her expression turn grave as she slowly looked toward the source of the attack.

A human youth in a black combat suit, his hair tousled, hovered in the air, shrouded in a golden halo.

The strange golden weapon in his hand trembled rhythmically.

An intense sense of threat washed over her.

Feng Xiao didn't waste words. With a flick of his Divine Sense, nearby buildings were ripped from their foundations, transforming into dozens of boulders that smashed toward Kerrigan.

At the same time, he raised his spear and closed the distance at high speed.

Kerrigan reacted quickly, letting out an angry shout as a massive amount of lightning erupted. The dozens of boulders shattered instantly, and her bone wings collided heavily with his spear.

A powerful shockwave blasted outward; Feng Xiao was knocked back more than ten meters, while Kerrigan was sent flying nearly a hundred!

Feng Xiao smiled faintly. "As expected of the—Queen of Blades..."

Kerrigan's expression was extremely grave.

Since when did Jim find such a powerful psionic...