"Chen Feng!" Zeratul shouted, trying to catch him: "Come back!"

His brother stopped in mid-air, still holding onto Zeling tightly, and turned back to look at Zeratul with a smile.

As he laughed, he changed, becoming bigger and more terrifying. The armor hidden inside burst through his clothes, his skin color turned black, and a jagged tail grew out of his back. A devil's claw grabbed Zeling and collapsed.

The sky above the city shook her like a doll.

Zeratul stared in horror as Turahars showed off in front of him...

"No……"

He jumped up and almost fell off the dragon knight.

A slender and powerful hand pulled him, making him lean against an armored body, and finally maintained his balance. But when Zeratul thought of Turahars, he instinctively wanted to fight with that body.

Secondary armor keeps distance.

"Quiet, Teacher Zeratul! Be careful!"

Ze Ling's voice brought him back to consciousness completely. He looked at Ze Ling's concerned face, which was a pleasant face.

"I dreamed..." He hesitated. Some contents in the dream were too personal to be called real.

"I know, I heard you talking in your sleep. I think I heard my name, and Chen Feng's. Teacher, the Burning Legion has put too much pressure on you."

"yes."

Zeling smiled and said: "That must be a terrible dream. Teacher Zeratul... but at least you are still asleep." What she meant was that she herself had not slept.

Zeratul straightened his back immediately. He looked around and was surprised to find that they were surrounded by many protoss, most of them civilians.

Many people seem confused because they are completely separated from the environment they are accustomed to. Almost no protoss has ever experienced such pain, and this exile-like state will undoubtedly push many protoss to the brink of collapse.

"Where are we?"

"Near the sacred mountain of Kalanlin."

He stared at the mountain in stunned silence: "So far? Impossible!"

"Indeed."

Zeratul lowered his head. It seems that after a desperate struggle, his compatriots will still be defeated. If the demons have pushed the large army so far, then what else does the Protoss have?

Want to fight back?

Also, where is Chen Feng, the past savior?

Seeing Zeratul's face, Zeling whispered: "The God of Civilization will bless us. I pray for her help, and she will definitely be able to give us some comfort."

In the past, they would all say that the Xel'Naga would protect us, but now that the Xel'Naga has come to nothing, the Protoss have to regain their faith in order to overcome all difficulties, so they believe in the God of Civilization, the pinnacle civilization that represents the glory of the Protoss.

"I hope so. So where are the others?"

Zeiling pointed to the north, "They are over there, but I don't see Crassus or the others."

At this moment, Krasus was not the person Zeratul was eager to talk to. After his face-to-face confrontation with Turahars, Zeratul really wanted to find Chen Feng and tell him that the powerful demon was leading

His troops pursued them.

Of course, it must be assumed that Crassus and the others are still alive. Is Turahars still pursuing them after dealing with Zeratul?

"Zeling, I have to find Chen Feng. I firmly believe that he is still the key to our survival."

"Maybe he already knew." Ze Ling smiled slightly: "But you can't just rely on two feet to find them. You are still very weak, so go riding a dragon knight."

Ze Ling gave him an expression that he had never seen before. It was a resolute and determined expression. It was only seen on the most senior and dedicated matriarch of the Protoss Clan.

It's a pity that although Ze Ling is a maternal star spirit, she has no body and cannot be the leader of the clan.

Before Zeratul could argue, Zeling touched the light blade in his hand, looked up at Zeratul and insisted, "Let's go!"

Zeratul could do nothing but nod his thanks. He turned around and drove the dragon knight to run out of the crowd. He was determined not to betray the trust of the Protoss. If the others were still alive, he must find Chen Feng.

The dragon knight roared and pushed its way through the surrounding soldiers and civilians. Although it felt very uncomfortable surrounded by so many bodies, it did not run rampant.

Zeratul was very pleased to see that the soldiers were mostly maintaining order, and that the vast majority of the civilians were in step and were politely and strictly supervised. The demons undoubtedly hoped to have two completely different groups huddled together to create chaos.

But now at least this danger has been avoided.

However, more and more people are mixed in the army, and finding these three rare characters, Brox, Luo Sheng and Crassus, is simply a matter of finding a needle in a haystack, let alone finding Chen Feng.

After scanning the crowd a dozen times, Zeratul finally thought of using his mental magic.

The reason why he did not want to enter the void illusion at this moment was because he believed that they could be found through other methods. He asked the dragon knight to stop, close his eyes, and let his mental power stretch as much as possible.

He searched the area, and then entered the spiritual world of other protoss within sight, talking to them just like he communicated with their hearts when he was trained in the way of Karan's ascension.

Zeratul also had spiritual communication with the dragon knights under him, so as not to miss any opportunity to get clues. These dragon knights trusted and admired Zeratul very much, and of course they would pay attention to the distinctive scent of the three strangers.

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In the first few waves of Protoss refugees, Zeratul returned without success.

He cheered himself up and stretched his spirit to the distance beyond his sight. Even the pets brought by some refugees, Zeratul would not let go. The more animals he communicated with, the greater the chance of finding them.

Finally, a Callan crystal beast responded. The answer was not delivered in words, but in scent and image.

Zeratul took a moment to understand it carefully, and finally understood that this animal had recently seen Brox. Brox was the most conspicuous berserker among the three, and it was no surprise that the crystal beast remembered him best.

To this feline, the warrior's scent is strong and powerful, evoking a deeper, wilder side of himself.

From Brox, the crystal beast can feel the same kind of spirit as itself.

It was a little trickier to know exactly when and where the feline had seen Brox, as animals don't measure time and space like the Protoss. But with some effort, Zeratul finally identified the beast

I met Brox one to two hours ago, among the group of Protoss leaving the city.

Zeratul adjusted the dragon knight to run in that direction and continued to ask for news about him from the minds of other protoss.

He met more and more Protoss who not only remembered Brox, but also Lawson and Krasus. Things about the Light Archon Krasus were now highlighted in the minds of the Protoss, and they behaved in a way that only

Treat him with the respect you only have when facing outstanding people.

However, they are not afraid of Crassus like other beasts, and seem to understand his unfathomability.

Zeratul noticed that the Light Archon Krasus was always mysterious and difficult to understand, and the reaction of the Protoss also proved this. He asked the dragon knights to move forward hard, but because they were moving against the crowd, it was very difficult to move forward.

Zeratul guided it well, and the dragon knight moved forward without hurting anyone in the way.

When he arrived at the location where the three protoss tribes should be, the battle situation suddenly took a turn for the worse.

The sounds of battle resounded in the distance, and disturbing crimson and dark green lights shone on the horizon. The soldiers here were more careful than those seen before, but they were also exhausted.

Obviously, these people had just blocked the demons on the front line. Zeratul passed by some soldiers and looked at the horrific scars and wounds on their bodies, feeling the never-ending ferocity and violence of the Burning Legion.

"What are you doing here!" ordered an officer. He was a low-level officer. He obviously didn't know the fully armed Zeratul. His brand-new armor was now stained with blood. His eyes were filled with tears: "All non-combatants.

Everyone, get to the front! Let’s go!”
Chapter completed!