Chapter 463: Jim Raynor: I Will Annihilate You, the Evil Blade Empress

"Come on! Jim Raynor, tell us about Sarah Kerrigan's crimes." Emperor Mengsk smiled and clapped, yielding the speaking position to Jim Raynor.

"Sarah Kerrigan, Blade Empress, she was once a ghost agent of the Empire, but she betrayed her own Empire, betrayed her own Emperor, betrayed her own faith, betrayed her own people.

I once loved her, but now I despise her actions; she slaughtered countless humans, and this cannot be easily forgiven. My former self did not understand all this. But Emperor Mengsk enlightened me, making me realize how evil Sarah Kerrigan is.

For the Empire, for the Empire's people, I will defeat Sarah Kerrigan, utterly and completely end her rule, and annihilate the Zerg! Long live humanity." Jim's Eno delivered a passionate and stirring speech.

At this moment, throughout the Koprulu Sector, all who knew and recognized Jim Raynor were greatly shocked.

On the Hyperion, everyone stared in disbelief at Jim Raynor standing beside Mengsk.

"Is this the boss? He, he how did he become younger? And, and why has his physique become so huge?"

At this time, Jim Raynor's stature was quite enormous; even wearing powered armor, if estimated, his height reached at least three meters.

This is absolutely not a height a normal person should have; the Empire's recently produced space marines are said to be a terrifyingly extreme genetic modification.

"Please! This is not the most important thing; the most important is the boss, why is the boss working with Mengsk?"

"The problem is, he actually dares to say he wants to kill Sarah Kerrigan—my goodness, I didn't mishear, did I?"

Crew members aboard the Hyperion began chattering noisily.

At this moment, Jim Raynor's adjutant Matt was extremely furious, grabbing the son of Valerian Mengsk, Emperor Mengsk, standing beside him, and then directly slammed him against the wall.

"You bastard, what did your father do to him? What did your father do to Jim? Why did he become like this? Tell me, why did he become like this?" Matt shouted in questioning.

This damn thing is absolutely not the Jim Raynor I know; Jim Raynor would never say such things, and most importantly, Jim Raynor would never submit to Mengsk.

At this moment, the Imperial guards brought by Valerian immediately pointed their rifles at Matt, but all crew members aboard the Hyperion pointed their guns at them.

"Calm down, everyone calm down, everyone put down your guns. Matt, I assure you I don't know what my father did—that space marine thing, I completely don't know." Valerian first soothed his subordinates, then turned to look at Matt and spoke.

"You say you don't know? Hah! Such space marines obviously couldn't be researched in just a day or two; your father must have studied them for a long time, yet you say you don't know anything—how am I supposed to believe you?" Matt shouted in questioning.

Each of these enhanced soldiers stands nearly 2.5 meters tall, absolutely a super bulky giant, and reportedly they possess the power to manipulate high-temperature flames to survive in extreme environments; even if an arm or leg is severed or the body suffers severe injury, they can recover quickly.

This is a genetic product, the Empire's latest military weapon, a modified human. As an Imperial prince, you knowing nothing about this—how is that possible? Only a fool would believe your words.

"I assure you, I truly don't know; this is the first time I've heard of such space marines. They are likely my father's secret research, and he even concealed it from me." Valerian sighed and said.

Just as I secretly founded a foundation to research Xel'naga artifacts, my father has also not been idle; however, this foundation of mine is very likely already known to my father.

"Calm down a bit, Matt; now we need to figure out how to get the boss back. He must have been controlled by Mengsk through some means. We absolutely cannot stand by and let Jim become Moscow's lackey." An engineer aboard the Hyperion spoke.

"I also hope to get the boss back; we had better act quickly. If Kerrigan finds out about this—I dare not imagine what will happen when she learns of this." Matt spoke with a pained expression.

Once this elder sister gets angry, the psychic power erupting from her body can even instantly tear apart a spaceship.

At this moment, on a certain planet, Sarah Kerrigan looked incredulously at the man on the screen—her beloved, whom she had longed for day and night, now completely transformed.

"Mengsk, I want you dead, I want you dead, I want to tear your corpse into ten thousand pieces, I want to rip you apart.

Damn bastard! Damn bastard! Ah ah ah!" Sarah Kerrigan let out a piercing, tragic cry.

Centering on her, a massive psychic wave burst outward, shattering all nearby stones and causing the swarm that followed her to tremble violently.

"The Queen has returned; this is the true Empress, the Blade Empress." In service to Sarah Kerrigan, a temporary Zerg brood mother providing some Zerg forces spoke.

"Hmph! Just wait and watch the show! Reset coordinates to target Char, I will go retrieve my army." Sarah Kerrigan coldly snorted and then sat back down in her own starship.

"Target Zerg domain, confirm departure?"

"I am very certain."

Boom—boom! A tremendous rumbling sound, Jim Raynor's starship carrying Sarah Kerrigan flew toward the Zerg territory of the planet Char.

Jim must have been controlled by Mengsk through some special means, and even undergone some genetic modification.

Damn bastard, damn Mengsk, you wait for me—I will surely kill you, then rescue Jim, and restore him to his former self.

The furious Blade Empress has already headed for Char, intending to reunify the Zerg there.

After concluding the press conference, Emperor Mengsk immediately brought Jim Raynor before Luode.

"Truly unbelievable! He actually obeys so well, Jim! Do you still remember who I am? Do you know everything from before? How did you and Sarah Kerrigan meet?" Emperor Mengsk asked.

"I remember all of the past, Emperor Mengsk; I remember every bit of my time with Sarah.

But that is already in the past; I now serve the Empire, I am your space marine." Jim Raynor spoke expressionlessly.

Upon hearing this, Mengsk nodded and revealed a faint smirk; he could hardly wait to see Jim Raynor lead the space marine legion into battle against the Blade Empress.

This Lord Emon truly has means; through special channels, he actually remodeled Jim Raynor to be stronger and taller than all space marines.

And he also subjected him to a peculiar brainwashing; Jim Raynor is still himself, possessing all his former memories.

But he is no longer the former Jim Raynor—his personality has completely changed, becoming an obedient soldier following orders; this method is simply too terrifying.

If Lord Emon wished, he could easily control a human, or countless humans, to serve him.

Truly terrifying—does this lord use such ability to control himself? Thinking of this, Mengsk shuddered all over.

His fear of Luode deepened considerably.

"Leave the rest to you; now let Jim Raynor lead your space marine forces to Char and clash with the Blade Empress—I eagerly await his performance." Luode spoke.

"Understood, Lord Emon! The space marine forces now number in the tens of thousands; I will have these space marines board battlecruisers and immediately set out for Char." Emperor Mengsk nodded and said.

Jim Raynor bowed to Emperor Mengsk, then bowed to Luode, turned and left the hall to prepare for war.

Watching Jim Raynor depart, Luode's mouth curled into a faint smile; he had used many special elixirs to remodel Jim Raynor, turning him into a super formidable warrior.

Even by setting, this guy's combat power does not fall short of the genetic primordials of the Warhammer world—truly a demigod-level existence. As for the control method, it is also very simple: Luode directly used an Alter God, thoroughly altering Jim Raynor's entire cognition.

Now Jim Raynor will only obey his own commands.

"Lord Emon, I have also received some information about the hybrid matter; indeed, many Imperial fringe scientists are researching this, and the ghost agents have already reported to me. I request your permission to deploy part of the space marine forces to retrieve these hybrids." Mengsk spoke.

Under the very nose of this human emperor, there is actually a group researching a superweapon, and they have even made breakthrough progress, creating many mature specimens—yet this emperor knows nothing at all.

This makes Mengsk feel his dignity has been trampled.

"Understood, I will again provide you with some pills; the production of space marines must not cease. You dispatch part of the space marines to capture all these hybrids alive—no problem?" Luode spoke.

Such pills that enhance human physique and enable gigantism—Luode has plenty of them.

Speaking of the pirate world, it seems there are also human gigantism techniques, and even special giant races; if we brought them to this world, that would be quite entertaining.

"Lord Aemon, you can rest assured—I will definitely bring the hybrid to your presence." Emperor Montscue bowed to Luode and spoke.

Now he could see clearly: this Lord Aemon had no interest in ruling humanity; he seemed only to want to target the Blade Empress.

This was a good thing—at least he didn't have to worry about his imperial position being challenged or losing his status.

A few days later, the battle carrier group carrying tens of thousands of space marines set out, heading for Char.

At this time, Sarah Kerrigan, under Luode's arrangement, had successfully taken control of that super Leviathan warship and gained a large number of Zerg units.

"Abathur, I remember when I left, this Leviathan warship wasn't this huge, was it?" The Blade Empress stared at the Leviathan warship before her, which was fully one-third the size of Char, and asked.

"Before you were framed by humans, Empress, a Zerg broodmother named Agatha obtained an artifact capable of extracting stellar energy, then hatched this massive Leviathan warship. Originally, she would have piloted this warship to come meet you.

But due to some accidents, you were struck by the Xel'naga artifact and taken away. Now that you have returned, this Leviathan warship will return to your command." Izsha, following Luode's instructions, explained the situation to the Blade Empress.

"Is that so? An artifact that can extract stellar energy—I recall this matter now.

Excellent. With this artifact, we can destroy Montscue's empire." The Blade Empress spoke.

"Damn Montscue—you did that to Raynor, you turned Jim into that, I will never let you go!" "As per your command, Empress."

"By the way, I have a question for you, Abathur: can humans undergo enhancement and modification?

While maintaining their human appearance, can their physical qualities be increased dozens of times, and their bodies become larger and stronger?"

The Blade Empress turned to the Zerg genetic evolution master Abathur and asked.

If it comes to genetic enhancement, no one surpasses Abathur. If Jim Raynor was truly subjected to some genetic modification by Montscue, then Abathur could certainly restore him to normal.

"Empress! I need the flesh and blood data of test subjects to proceed, but humans have innate limitations.

Wanting to enlarge their bodies while preserving their original form is basically impossible." Abathur shook his head and spoke.

"Your technology is rather outdated. Look at what the Empire has developed—those called space marines. Even without powered armor,

without using any human weapons, they can tear apart Zerg bare-handed—even cockroaches or mutants, they can shred them to pieces. Only the thunder beast's physique surpasses theirs." The Blade Empress spoke.

During this time, he had been monitoring these space marines and ordered some Zerg swarms under his command to attack them, gaining a rough understanding of their combat power.

Every space marine is a freak, possessing superhuman combat strength—whether speed, explosive power, endurance, strike resistance, or reaction time, they far exceed ordinary humans by more than tenfold.

Some human light weapons even struggle to pierce their skin; they can even survive in the vacuum of space, and even if you don't decapitate them,

even if you chop off all their limbs and gut them, they won't die—they'll regrow a pair of hands and feet shortly and keep fighting.

Moreover, these powerful space marines can wield fiery high-temperature power, turning into individual magma giants. Their lethality against the Zerg is simply horrifying—one space marine can even single-handedly take on thousands or even tens of thousands of Zerg.

If such a terrifying entity can truly be mass-produced, it would be bad news for the Zerg.

And if I wanted to take revenge on Emperor Montscue, it would be even more impossible—if tens of thousands of these terrifying space marines acted together, the consequences would be unthinkable, even my Zerg army could be steamrolled by them.

"Empress, you had better capture a live space marine or obtain a tissue sample and genetic sequence from them, so I can conduct research easily." Abathur spoke.

He was also very curious about these latest space marines, but Abathur had no idea they were merely a little toy his new boss had tossed together.

"I understand. Soon we will engage these space marines in a decisive battle. At that time, we will harvest many space marine corpses—or even live ones—and I hope you won't disappoint me." The Blade Empress looked at Abathur and spoke.

Actually, Abathur really wanted to say: Empress, during your absence, I have already developed two powerful unit types whose combat power fully matches these space marines, and they are even more efficient and numerous.

If it's about biological genetic modification, Abathur's technology is the most advanced in the universe—it's just that the new boss won't let me unveil these two super-powerful unit types. If I did, I could definitely thrash those space marines.

"Empress, a large human battle carrier fleet has been detected advancing toward Char. It looks like they're coming for us." Just then, the Leviathan warship's main brain, the Zerg girl Izsha, spoke.

In his Leviathan warship radar perception, a massive star fleet was advancing toward Char.

"Oh! Is that so? I didn't provoke them, yet they dare to come provoke me—excellent! Mobilize the entire Zerg army of Char.

I will annihilate this human army completely here." Empress Kerrigan spoke.

"Yes, Empress. I will immediately begin strategic deployment." Izsha nodded and spoke.

As the Zerg prepared for battle, the shuttle that Sarah Kerrigan had ridden in—Jim Raynor's former mount—suddenly rang with a communication signal.

"Empress, a communication signal has been detected from the transport you are aboard. Would you like to receive it?"

"Communication signal? Hand it over—I want to see what tricks they're playing." The Blade Empress spoke.

"Yes, Empress."

Soon, under Izsha's operation, the Leviathan warship displayed a light screen, and then a familiar face appeared, causing Sarah Kerrigan to freeze instantly.

"Evil Blade Empress, Imperial Space Marine Commander Jim Raynor, I hereby declare war on you."

Crack! Crack! Kerrigan's fists clenched with a popping sound. (End of chapter)