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Seeing this scene, the Predators standing on the heights began to panic a little.

Originally thought that these were at most technological power superior to their own race, and it was impossible for them to be as strong in melee combat ability.

Now it seems that not only technology has crushed him, but even his melee strength is superior to his own race.

This time it hit the iron plate...

Originally, what they thought was to rely on their powerful individual capabilities to sneak attack from the inside and destroy these forces that resisted them.

However, due to the unequal information they knew, all their plans fell through.

When they subconsciously wanted to retreat, they realized that they were surrounded by marines.

In the past, all they encountered were races whose technology was inferior to theirs, and whose physical fitness and combat power were weaker than them.

Except for the race they used as a training tool.

But they found that the marines did not take any other actions after standing still around, but seemed to prevent them from escaping.

It's like they used to hunt monsters, driving monsters to an area, and then enclosing an area, making that area a hunting place, and they are the hunters.

At that time, they enjoyed that feeling, the feeling of those prey being slashed by their sharp knives, and the smell of blood flowing.

But this time it was different, they became the prey of that hunting ground.

From hunter to prey, such a huge contrast made them unable to adapt at once.

And among the thirteen wearing golden armor, except for the one who looked the most noble, they were still standing there.

The remaining twelve fighters also surrounded them.

Blue light blades burst out from the gauntlets of their hands, and their eyes were fixed on the Predator standing on the hillside.

Seeing such a lineup, the Predator knew that he had no way out, or that he would die.

"Roar!"

They roared,

He rushed towards the templar down the hillside.

Fighting alone would definitely not be able to defeat these protoss, so they decided to work as a team.

Although they all like to hunt alone, but the teamwork is also very perfect.

When the soldier who stuck to the school died just now, they already knew that their optical invisibility had no effect on these templars, but they still activated it.

After all, the visuals are still a bit deceptive, and at the same time, the shoulder cannons on their bodies have begun to attack the Templars. Since it is a battle to the death, there is no way to hold back.

The red triangular sight covered the positions where the protoss were standing, and the powerful pulse guns attacked without any scruples.

If there are less than a hundred people, marines of the same size meet them, and the final victory is unknown.

After all, their attack power is also very high.

Even if the marines could wipe them out, they would definitely suffer a lot of damage.

But it's different for Templar.

A large number of pulse shells hit the templar, but none of the shells could hit the zealots.

They had already dodged before the attack came, and even the impact of the pulse shells did not cause them the slightest damage due to the existence of the spiritual shield.

As for where Artanis was, those Predator warriors had a tacit understanding and did not attack.

After all, it's not something to mess with at first glance.

The fanatics saw that the predators rushing down did not do anything other than avoid the attacks of the pulse cannons.

He just stood there, holding a psionic light blade, waiting for the predators who charged down with optical invisibility.

As a proud protoss, putting down your body to fight these primitive society refugees is already giving them the greatest respect.

When the iron blood charged to a certain distance, the fanatics who were standing up immediately took action.

With the help of the leg control system, all the fanatics brought out an afterimage and rushed into the formation of these predators.

It's like a large group of lions appearing in the flock of sheep, killing them all without any effort.

However, the attacks issued by these predators failed to cause any damage.

When the attack hadn't approached their bodies, the spiritual energy shield covering their whole bodies emitted a very faint blue light from time to time.

Although the number of these predators was several times greater than that of the fanatics, the battle was still resolved within a very short period of time.

After the eliminated Predators lost their lives, their optical invisibility also disappeared, and their corpses lay in disorder on the slope.

Artanis also came up after seeing the end of the battle, looked at the wounds of the Predator corpses and said:

"It seems that after so many years, your skills have regressed a bit."

"The attack that could have been killed in one blow turned out to be a bit off. I need to practice more in the future."

"Facing an evenly matched opponent, this will become your fatal weakness."

"Yes! Archbishop."

Many zealots nodded, maybe they have not fully adapted to the main plane, but since they already know about this problem, they will change it immediately, you must know that they are the best fighters.

Drip, drip, drip...

In this empty place, this voice appeared a little suddenly, and Artanis wanted to say something again when he heard this beeping sound.

While hearing it, it also felt a hint of danger.

"Everyone disperse."

Artanis said calmly.

Although they didn't know why Archbishop Artanis said that, the fanatics still obeyed the order.

The marines in the distance also got the order. Although they were also puzzled, they still obeyed the order.

When everyone dispersed, Artanis erupted with spiritual power far surpassing that of fanatics, suspending all the corpses of the surrounding predators.

Found the object that gave him a tinge of uneasiness.

On the arm of a Predator wearing a lion's mask, the high-tech microcomputer displays information that he cannot understand.

Artanis looked at this thing. Although he didn't know what it was, if it could bring him danger, he had to get rid of it, or stay away.

But before he could do anything, the microcomputer on the lion-masked Predator stopped ringing.

Artanis' eyes froze, and his psychic energy erupted again, throwing the lion-faced predator's arm into the sky.

In the next second, a huge explosion sounded from the sky, and its power was comparable to that of a cruise missile, and even more powerful than that. The huge impact force lowered the ground of this piece of Gobi a lot.

The Zealots and Marines were already far away from the center of the explosion, so the damage did little to them.

Artanis in the central area didn't move a step, and just resisted the impact so stiffly.

"I didn't expect them to have such a way to die together..."

Artanis murmured after looking around.

With such power, if those fanatics were still within this range just now, they would definitely cause a lot of damage.

Although they are all protected by crystal arrays, the taste must not be pleasant.

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