The Interruption of the Plan
Watching Gethzerion's body transform into countless roots and burrow into the ground, escaping right under the noses of Darth Malthael and Darth Sidious—arguably two of the strongest beings in the Milky Way Galaxy—the two exchanged a glance, neither looking pleased.
The soul-shaking scream Gethzerion had unleashed in her final desperation still left them shaken. It could not even be called a Force ability. It was merely a chaotic instinct, an extremely primitive use of the Force.
It was as though she had directly erupted the chaotic Force of nature—an amalgamation of who knew how many living creatures, undead, and Planet Wills—through that scream. No one could withstand that! Naturally, Gethzerion herself included.
That single scream had blasted back two supreme powerhouses, Darth Malthael and Darth Sidious. At the same time, it had most likely scattered her own sanity as well!
But considering that even when facing Malthael draining her life force with the Death Force, Gethzerion had been able to grow roots from her body and absorb the planet's Force to replenish herself, Malthael was not entirely confident that she had truly screamed herself into an idiot.
After all, the Nightsister Order's cultivation methods were extremely close to nature. Perhaps Gethzerion had some other life-saving measure hidden away. That was not impossible.
In the end, Gethzerion herself had chosen the location of this battle. If she really had some kind of magic array hidden here, Darth Malthael would not be surprised in the slightest.
"Judging by how she looked just now, even if she survives, she'll be little better than crippled." Darth Malthael stepped forward and looked at the leg that Darth Sidious's thrown Lightsaber had severed.
There was no blood flowing from the limb. Instead, it had already turned into something like a piece