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"Alarak has gone mad!" This thought appeared simultaneously in the minds of every Taldarim Ascendant.

They were filled with shock and bewilderment, because Slaane had never had a suitable place to challenge Amon's Lakshir.

Even the massive Lakshir ritual platform, though large enough to accommodate two aircraft carriers, was clearly far from being an ideal venue for a divine war.

Alarak himself was also deeply puzzled by this. He couldn't understand where Kirsar intended to have this thrilling Lakshir showdown with Amon in Slaane.

At this very moment, in the high orbit above Slaine, the situation has become exceptionally complex and tense.

Not only the Spear of Adun and its fleet hovered here, but even the mighty Terran Empire and the fearsome Zerg sent some warships to join the fun.

Meanwhile, Kirsaj, the key figure in this highly anticipated Battle of Lakshir, was quietly sitting in the War Council of Adun, facing Lohana.

Lohana said, "Emon is furious. What you have done has deeply humiliated Him."

Upon hearing this, Killer merely frowned slightly and replied, "In that case, He must have already noticed my actions."

Deep down, Kirsager didn't believe that Eamon would have such a strong emotional reaction just because of the loss of a single piece.

A more likely reason is that she is taking control of Slaane, a planet filled with void energy, from Amon's grasp.

"When will the war finally begin! The swarm is starving!" With a roar, a massive Zerg queen with a huge crown rushed towards Kirsaj like a whirlwind.

Its ferocious and terrifying face revealed endless anxiety and anger, as if it would pounce on anyone at any moment and tear the person in front of it to pieces.

Despite facing the menacing Queen Insect, Killer remained calm.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, glancing sideways at the four-year-old but short-tempered insect queen, Zagara, and said slowly, "The time is not right. Didn't your queen teach you to be patient, Zagara?"

However, Kirsa's words clearly failed to quell Zagara's anger.

Her eyes widened in fury as she wildly waved her short but incredibly sharp claws, shouting, "How can I trust you when you do nothing all day?!"

Ignoring Zagara's anger, Kirsaj calmly explained, "Now is not the time to act. We must wait for Amon to lose his temper and make the first move. Only when he opens the Void Rift will this battle called 'Rakshield' truly begin."

With that, Kirsa suddenly reached out and grabbed Zagara's little paws that were flailing wildly in front of him.

At that moment, the once peaceful Slayn region suddenly underwent a strange change.

The dormant void energy, as if released from its seal, began to surge and rise in a mighty torrent.

The corrupted psionic energy, which was not yet fully formed, was rendered powerless by the impact of such powerful void energy and was unable to suppress the accumulated power.

“It seems Amon has finally started to make his move.” Kirsaj murmured to himself, then grabbed Bella’s hand without hesitation.

In an instant, a dazzling light flashed, and the two figures vanished without a trace.

Zagara, standing to the side, was stunned by what he saw.

However, she came to her senses after only a moment, and then rushed out of the War Council like an arrow, running wildly along the wide corridor of the Spear of Adun.

Suddenly, the previously stable void energy readings began to surge rapidly without warning, an anomaly that instantly drew the attention of everyone present.

Their hearts tightened suddenly, because this situation meant one thing—an earth-shattering battle of gods was about to begin!

The deep purple corrupted psionic energy surged forth from within Slaine like a surging tide, along with void energy.

In the blink of an eye, this powerful force, like an incredibly sharp giant axe, forcefully cleaved the entire planet into two distinct regions.

“I…feel…endless pain…betrayal…death!” The Taldarim Protoss shrouded in Void energy were horrified to discover that their nerve bundles, which should have long since ceased to function, were now acting as if they were going mad, continuously transmitting various intense and complex emotions to their brains.

Even more terrifying, while these Tal'darim Protoss were still immersed in the excruciating pain from the depths of their souls, the rampaging void energy had already begun to tear and sever their fragile bodies without mercy.

Faced with such a critical situation, Alarak quickly calmed down and shouted, "All Taldarim, listen to my command! Immediately organize a defensive line!"

At this moment, he finally realized that the specific location of the Lakshir ritual was actually on the planet Slayn right in front of him.

Looking back, Kilsaji had ordered Tadarin and the Allied forces to set up a tight defense here, but now this place has become the core battlefield of this divine war.

The deep purple void energy was like a ferocious and terrifying beast, baring its fangs and claws, firmly occupying a large area of ​​the planet Slayn, and exuding a chilling aura.

At this moment, Tadarin and the allied forces were closely united, intently awaiting the impending, fierce, and violent attack.

The meticulously constructed defensive fortifications are now playing their vital role, with wave after wave of void energy constructs originating from the void rifts rushing towards the area that has been successfully transformed by Kil'jaeden like a surging tide.

On the distant planet Slaane, in that region controlled by void energy, some prismatic pillars radiating crimson light are continuously releasing powerful energy, further strengthening the void energy and resisting the constant erosion and spread of corrupting psionic energy.

Suddenly, Kirsaj's urgent voice came through the communicator: "Attention everyone! Amon has dropped some Void fragments. These fragments will severely hinder my conversion of Void energy. I will mark the locations of the nearby Void fragments as soon as possible. Please destroy them completely immediately!"

She then added, "Furthermore, I discovered that the hybrid sent by Amon carries a large number of fragments of void energy. We absolutely cannot let them get close to my energy node, or the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Upon hearing this, Artanis stared intently at the dozens of warning markers that Kirsaj had just uploaded, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "It seems this is destined to be no easy battle..."

At the same time, the endless void energy, like a surging black and red wave, enveloped the entire planet.

This powerful and mysterious force caused the Allied fleet's originally powerful orbital bombardment to lose its accuracy!

They were as if gently nudged by an invisible giant hand, all deviating from their original targets.

Fortunately, however, they were still able to launch precise orbital bombardments against Kearsarge's controlled area without fail.

Suddenly, a deep and authoritative voice rang out in the coalition's communications channel: "You wanted Lakshir... now you have your wish."

“Eamon…”

The allied forces all knew who was making these noises, and now the grandest Lakshir campaign had begun.