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While Kearsarge and his group rushed to the command post, the hybrids were also busy preparing for a bizarre ceremony.

Green psionic energy, like swirling smoke, tightly enveloped the mysterious and powerful artifact.

The three hybrid rulers, like guardians protecting the sacred artifact, floated steadily in three directions around the artifact.

They are the most powerful psionic beings among the hybrids, far surpassing even the high-ranking Templars of the Protoss.

These hybrid rulers were implanted with a vast amount of knowledge about the use of psionic energy from the moment they were born.

They not only possess unfathomable, ocean-like reserves of psionic energy, but also have reached a level of consummate skill in the application of psionic energy.

Whether it's Zerg or Terran ground forces, they will be easily slaughtered if they encounter these three rulers.

The Thor mech's fearsome 330mm cannon might be able to shake a lower-level hybrid, but against higher-level hybrids like the Dominator and the Behemoth, its firepower seems so powerless.

Unless a large number of Thor mechs launch an attack simultaneously and hit them precisely, only destruction awaits Amon's enemies.

The Hybrid Ruler's enormous crown shimmered with alternating blue and green light, like the most dazzling star in the night sky.

Purifying psionic energy and void psionic energy coexist perfectly within its body, like a magnificent dance.

Among the Protoss, some special beings can fuse Purifying Psionic Energy and Void Psionic Energy, but this is no easy feat. The earliest Protoss is the source of the name "Spear of Adun." This great Protoss leader protected the peace of the universe with his wisdom and courage.

Among the Protoss, there are some special beings who can fuse purifying psionic energy and void psionic energy, but this is no easy feat.

The earliest Protoss were the source of the name Spear of Adun.

Adun, the legendary Protoss Executor, protected former "heretics," now Dark Templars, and prevented the Protoss Civil War, a conflict that felt like an eternal war.

His method was to burn his own life force, fusing purifying psionic energy and void psionic energy together to create an indestructible psionic band on the surface of Aiur, completely isolating the two sides at the time of the battle.

Even after his death, this isolation zone remained standing there for a long time, bearing witness to his sacrifice.

At this moment, two kinds of spiritual energy appeared simultaneously within a single being, which was undoubtedly an unprecedented miracle.

Similarly, this is an unprecedented horror.

Their eyes emitted a chilling, void-like energy that sent shivers down one's spine. The psionic tentacles on their backs swayed erratically, as if exploring the world around them.

The psionic shield became clearly visible under its powerful psionic energy, radiating a mysterious glow like transparent crystal.

The psionic energy, like a powerful torrent, flowed through the shield and onto the artifact, releasing a powerful energy surge.

This energy surge, like a powerful storm, swept across the entire space.

The psionic shields are now clearly visible thanks to their enhancement, and psionic energy is being transmitted to the artifacts through the shields.

Around the Hybrid Dominator, concentric rings of Hybrid Destroyers were also transmitting psionic energy.

These hybrid destroyers formed a huge circular array around the hybrid ruler.

Their bodies shimmered with a blue light, echoing the psionic energy emanating from the hybrid ruler.

They are subordinate beings to the hybrid rulers. Although they are far weaker than the latter in terms of psychic power, they still possess great strength.

Each hybrid destroyer is capable of wielding level 11 psionic power comparable to that of a Protoss Archon.

They wield blue purifying psionic energy, which possesses powerful purifying and destructive capabilities, capable of inflicting massive damage on enemies.

As the hybrid psionic energy continued to be transferred, the artifact was gradually swallowed by darkness.

The once radiant artifact began to dim, and its ancient patterns disappeared into the darkness.

An endless void appears here, a void so deep and dark that it seems capable of devouring all light and hope.

In that void that seemed capable of devouring everything, several pairs of blood-red eyes slowly opened.

These eyes were filled with evil and greed, radiating a chilling aura.

Endless darkness spread out, like a black tide, enveloping the entire planet.

The starlight was instantly obscured, plunging the world into darkness, with only a few pairs of blood-red eyes flashing eerily in the darkness.

As darkness spread, light was gradually swallowed up. Even though human and Protoss facilities tried their best to emit light, it seemed weak and powerless under such terrible darkness.

Artanis, who had just teleported to the forward base, felt this all-too-familiar power and a surge of intense anger welled up inside him.

"Archbishop, the Spear of Adun can no longer see the ground at all!" Karax frantically adjusted the Spear of Adun's aiming and sighting equipment.

“Amon…it is His power.” Artanis used his psionic powers to slightly dispel the darkness before him.

“However, we can still see the location of the artifact; this black mist hasn’t affected our communications.” Karax examined the equipment mounted on the Spear of Adun and suggested, “Perhaps we could use markers to indicate the location of our warriors.”

"Do it this way, Phase Technician. Remember to connect with the humans." Artanis decisively directed the troops to prepare for defense.

At this moment, Matt Horner, who was in a complete mess, never expected that the situation would take such a dramatic 180-degree turn.

Although they were able to make contact with ground forces, the fleet lost the ability to conduct orbital strikes against the ground.

This dark realm seemed to swallow up all the lights of civilization; no one could guarantee that they would remain conscious and not go mad in this endless darkness.

Fortunately, the Protoss quickly came up with a solution.

Matt Horner couldn't help but marvel at the wisdom of experience, and quickly deployed the corresponding tasks.

“So, our fleet can’t offer any help?” Renault asked, staring at Matt Horner on the screen.

“Unless we force the warships to land, and even then, there’s no guarantee we won’t accidentally injure our own people,” Matt Horner explained helplessly to Reno, outlining the fleet’s predicament. “That black mist contains powerful psionic energy from the enemy, which will affect and deviate from our orbital strikes.”

“I understand.” Renault looked at a deep crater not far from him, created by a ship-launched land-attack missile.

If it were merely weakened, the Imperial fleet, which currently holds complete air superiority, could continue its orbital bombardment indefinitely. However, now that the "Black Mist" has deflected the fleet's attacks, the fleet will be unable to conduct any artillery fire on the ground.

"Sir, I'm sending you the friendly forces identifier now. This is the data link we've built with the Protoss." Matt Horner sent the data from both sides to Raynor, then rested his hands on the tactical platform, seemingly wanting to say something more: "Sir, we..."

However, before he could finish speaking, the artifact released powerful energy once again, and Renault, who was maintaining contact with the ground, instantly lost signal.

Matt Horner pounded the tactical console in anger: "Damn it!"