No one knew when Shadow Interstellar had been discovered, but it had now clearly become a religious holy land. Gothic church buildings rose one after another among the towering mountains, and the entire city looked like a gigantic monastery—or rather, a cemetery.
Because it had been abandoned.
When Darth Vader and Fang Zheng arrived, all they saw was a city long buried beneath thick snow, steeped in dead silence, along with monks who looked like walking corpses. They wore gray robes, their eyes vacant, looking like the Undead. Faced with the arrival of the Imperial army, they neither panicked nor resisted, nor did they show any reaction at all. Even when Imperial soldiers drove them away, they gave no response, seeming like lifeless dolls.
"Set up defenses immediately!"
Darth Vader issued the order coldly, and the soldiers immediately sprang into action. This time, the Galactic Empire had truly gone all out, shipping over every kind of cutting-edge weapon to determine the best way to deal with these damned invaders.
There were two reasons for choosing this city. First, it had been built atop the mountains, making it easy to defend and hard to attack. Second, it followed the old design principles of medieval fortified cities. Outside the city stood walls made of eternal ice and rock, layered three deep inside and out, dozens of meters high. At least visually, they were far more reassuring.
But Fang Zheng alone did not feel good about it.
"Do you have historical records or anything like that about this planet?"
Standing on the balcony, Fang Zheng stared at the city before him and asked quietly. Darth Vader shook his head.
"No. The Imperial database only has some basic information about this planet... Is there a problem?"
In Darth Vader's eyes, this was merely an