Chapter 168 The Taste of Ancient Times

Of course, in the face of this all-engulfing destruction, the Protoss, who had pressed their entire army forward, suffered the most grievous losses. It could be said that almost half of their forces were reduced to ashes in the explosion. To add insult to injury, a small Zerg force led by the Queen of Blades pierced into the rear of the remaining Protoss troops like a sharp knife, throwing their defensive formation into utter chaos!

At this moment of chaos, Fang Senyan slammed his hand on the table in front of him, sending cups and other items flying. One fork, still covered in curry and grease, spun wildly before embedding itself in Ronnie next to him…

Fang Senyan, however, had already lowered his voice, roaring excitedly,

“That feeling of terrifying threat is gone! Get airborne immediately and charge into that goddamn base!!! This is our golden opportunity… What? Why are you all looking at me? Is something wrong?”

Behind Fang Senyan, Ronnie wailed with tears streaming down his face,

“Before taking off, could you please remove the fork stuck in my face?”

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Orange-red flames spewed from the tail engines of the Terran transport ship, caused by the powerful engine accelerating instantly with an overly rich mixture and insufficient air intake leading to incomplete combustion.

Then, the orange-red flames quickly transformed into a light blue, emitting a powerful thrust as it hurtled towards the Protoss city, which seemed frozen in time for eons!

The people aboard the Terran transport ship were simultaneously thrown violently backwards by the sudden increase in acceleration, gripping tightly onto the nearby handrails. Their bodies pressed tightly against the steel walls of the aircraft due to the impact, making unprecedented contact. They could even genuinely feel the fatigue and shuddering of the metal hull from deep within their bodies, giving them the illusion that the entire transport ship was violently shaking and about to fall apart from overwork.

Obviously, this sudden act by the humans immediately drew the great attention of the Protoss and Zerg in the midst of their chaotic battle! And also sudden rage. Therefore, the two sides tacitly dispatched troops to pursue them in an instant.

The Zerg’s air power was now pitifully small, with only six suicide Mutalisks. Behind them were ten or so Overlords, undoubtedly carrying some Zerg ground troops. The Protoss air power, however, was still very strong. Rushing over were not only a hero-class Carrier, but also three transport ships and two Phoenixes!

Although Fang Senyan and the others had gained the initiative, their greatest weakness lay in one thing: speed!

Even ordinary Protoss transport ships possessed anti-gravity technology. Once upgraded, they were among the fastest units. The Zerg relied on Overlords for transportation, which also provided population and anti-stealth capabilities. The human transport ship, while designed with survivability in mind, was mediocre in terms of speed.

Therefore, although Fang Senyan and his team had the advantage of starting first, the enemies pursuing them were simply too abnormal:

The Zerg suicide Mutalisks were small and fast. And the Protoss Carrier was a hero unit, its flying speed no less than that of a transport ship upgraded with anti-gravity technology. Therefore, even though the few remaining escorting Wraith fighters desperately protected them, they were all shot down, trailing black smoke.

At this moment, the Protoss were also completely ruthless. As far as they were concerned, Fang Senyan's choice to appear in this place at this time meant that he should be psychologically prepared to be attacked by them…

Just as they entered the abandoned Protoss city, the small interceptors from the hero Carrier swooped down like terrifying swarms of black bees. The sharp, dual light photon cannons plowed two trails of fire across the hull of the human transport ship.

The entire aircraft was already vibrating violently due to being overloaded. Now, with its engine damaged, it lurched almost like a small boat in a stormy sea. If they hadn't re-secured all the loose items by now, poor Ronnie would have been severely injured again!

Fortunately, Pang Tan once again donned his SCV gear, put on his mask, and picked up his welding gun! He went back to his old job, welding here and there. Pang Tan was different from the mechanic he had been in the past. As a hero, he displayed immense skill in repairs. The human transport ship seemed about to explode in the attack, but it stubbornly persisted, flying at high speed while emitting black smoke for a full five or six minutes, entering the inner area of the Protoss city.

Suddenly, a Zerg suicide Mutalisk crashed in from the side with an odd trajectory. Fortunately, the pilot yanked down on the control stick, and the transport ship banked sharply in a way that looked incredibly uncomfortable. The suicide Mutalisk simply swept under the belly of the aircraft and crashed head-on into a Protoss drone fighter launched from the Carrier!

Instantly, the suicide Mutalisk’s strong acidic fluids exploded, spreading in all directions. The Protoss drone fighter was immediately corroded into a pile of foul-smelling metallic debris, which “splattered” against the magnificent architecture of the ancient city, looking like a brand-new work of art had been smeared with cow dung…

At the same time, an emergency alarm sounded on Fang Senyan’s transport ship, and the pilot’s panicked voice came over the loudspeaker:

“We were hit by the acidic fluids from the suicide Mutalisk earlier! Two engines are on fire! Only three engines are functioning properly!”

“Give me a hundred seconds, and I can fix it!” This was Pang Tan’s roar.

But the pilot shouted despairingly:

“But sir, I can only give you forty seconds, and that’s only if Lady Luck is on our side!”

Fang Senyan suddenly said:

“Pilot, do you see that building on the right? That tower-like building. Yes, yes. My request is that you aim for the blade-like protrusion at the base of that tower and crash into it! I can guarantee that the area beneath that tower is hollow. You only need to break through that thin protective layer, and you can secure a safe landing space.”

“But, but sir!! If the area below is solid, we will be crushed into a blood and flesh pancake exceeding four feet in diameter by the enormous impact, and then be burned to ashes by the rapidly igniting hydrogen-oxygen fuel! This process will take less than three seconds.”

Fang Senyan smiled and said:

“This is not a request; this is an order!”

“Would I tell you that the name of this building is Bar-Babel-La, and that I saw its 3D structural diagram in the lost temple long ago?” Fang Senyan added in his mind.

The pilot stopped talking. But as the entire transport ship withstood the attack and charged towards the blade-like protrusion, a heart-rending scream came from the cockpit. However, as the blade-like protrusion, like a glass curtain wall, shattered into pieces under the violent impact, lacking the imagined hardness, the pilot’s scream also stopped abruptly, clearly indicating that he had wiped away a handful of sweat.

Finally, the human transport ship, emitting thick black smoke, crashed into a mass of incredibly soft things! But because it was dark all around, it was impossible to see what those things were.

The pilot’s warning immediately followed:

“Please leave this aircraft immediately! Hydraulic balance system failure! Oil pressure balance system failure! This aircraft is expected to explode in one minute and ten seconds!”

Upon hearing this news, Fang Senyan immediately kicked the bulkhead next to him. This area had already been ravaged by acid and photon cannons, and was now extremely dilapidated. It was kicked open with a single kick, creating a doorway about the height of a person.

Then, Fang Senyan led Ronnie out in one step, immediately falling into a mass of soft, unknown objects. Under his leadership, the group escaped the burning transport ship in a disheveled state, quickly finding cover, stepping high and low.

After everyone was in position, they immediately heard a roaring explosion, and the heat wave even swept over their faces. There was a strange fragrance in the air. The transport ship that had accompanied them through life and death completely disintegrated, bidding farewell to the world in this heroic manner.

Taking advantage of the flash of light from the explosion, Fang Senyan clearly saw what these soft, unknown objects were.

It was a food that the ancient Protoss loved very much, called Hassok.

The significance of this thing to the Protoss was like the Chinese love for shark fins and bird’s nests. These soft, unknown things were now enlarged in the air like single-celled organisms, lingering quietly. It was hard to imagine that they were organs taken from interstellar behemoths, the smallest of which exceeded the size of the solar system!

However, due to the excessive hunting by the ancient Protoss, this peculiar behemoth gradually died out, and now it is completely extinct.

Stepping on the mountain of Hassok, Fang Senyan followed the symbols in his memory, quickly walking towards the direction below and in front of him, taking deep and shallow steps. Without much effort, he arrived near the first basement level of the building. After the group searched slightly, they found a steel gate and easily walked in first.

After closing the steel gate again, Fang Senyan announced:

“The Protoss stronghold, Kordak, built 174,000 years ago. Now you can dress your wounds, rest, and prepare to depart in fifteen minutes.”

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Um, two things.

The first thing is that the muse is being particularly uncooperative today, so I’ll update one chapter first. I’ll catch up after I wake up from a nap.

The second thing is to recommend a book to everyone: *Ren Huang* (人皇).

Synopsis: This is an unknown ancient era, ancestors more distant than Yan and Huang. The land is vast, and the air is filled with blood.

This is a tragic period for the human race, with hundreds of races more ferocious than ghosts. Cities are burned, and battle blood is scattered.

This is a sleeping soul of a strong man for hundreds of millions of years, with blood more fiery than the sun, fighting across the eight wastes, dyeing the nine heavens with blood.

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Here, the human race only believes in themselves, does not seek immortals, does not worship gods, does not bow to Buddha, because they are all enemies! . . )

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