"You... are Gethzerion?" Darth Sidious asked coldly, his face dark as he looked at the old witch before him, dressed in an exceedingly flamboyant red robe.
He had intended to come over early and sound her out. He had originally arranged to meet Darth Malthael a week later, but Sidious had arrived on the third day instead. And because Darth Malthael had to travel to Dathomir planet, practically crossing the entire Milky Way Galaxy, there was no way he could arrive before him.
Yet the moment he arrived, he had been shot down by that incomparably powerful lightning storm. No one would be in a good mood after that.
"Ha ha ha ha! I wonder what brings the Emperor of the Galactic Empire to visit me?" Gethzerion said in a voice that was unbearably grating, sinister, and hoarse.
Hearing such a voice made everyone feel intensely uncomfortable, even raising goosebumps. An ordinary person with a weaker mind might even go mad on the spot.
"Ah~~ You actually recognize me. Heh heh heh..." Darth Sidious sneered.
"As His Majesty the Emperor of the Galactic Empire, would it not be stranger if I did not recognize you?" A bizarre smile appeared on Gethzerion's wrinkled face as she countered, "So then, honored Emperor, what brings you to this remote backwater?"
"Someone asked me to kill you." Darth Sidious spoke bluntly. "The Archangel of Death, leader of Dawn Star Planet, and also an evil Sith Lord."
"Those words are hardly convincing coming from an evil Sith Lord... Keh keh keh keh..." Gethzerion cackled strangely.
"When he comes here, kill him! Then you will become the leader of my Dark Advisory Council and enjoy boundless wealth and glory!" Darth Sidious spread his arms and declared loudly, making promises without restraint. "You and I will rule