Sparks of Fire (15) Wishing Everyone a Soaring Year of the Dragon and a Brilliant Future!

Chapter 1919: Sparks of Fire (15)

However, just as the bartender was nearly breaking down from fright at the sight of this person, several mercenaries on the other side of the bar, whose mood had been ruined by the Gamorrean sent flying earlier, stormed over and grabbed the person's shoulder, trying to wrench him around.

"Hey! You bastard! What the hell are you—" Before the mercenary could finish, he immediately felt an icy chill under his hand! It was as though he had grabbed a huge piece of metal! Cold, hard, and utterly immovable!

The person suddenly spun around. The movement was so violent that the cloak still clutched by the mercenary tore apart with a rip, revealing a metallic body beneath the shredded fabric!

That simple yet terrifying icy shell, that savage metal mask, and beneath it, a pair of moving eyes like those of a beast! The sight left nearly everyone stunned!

The mercenary froze in place as well, because this "robot" before him had become known to virtually everyone in the Milky Way Galaxy as the war progressed!

That was right. Even now, he still ranked among the top five on the Galactic Empire's wanted list. He had once commanded the countless droid armies of the Separatists, started a war and confronted the Galactic Republic head-on, and even after the Galactic Empire was established, had continued resisting on Saleucami Planet for three years...

"General Grievous..." The mercenary spoke that demonic name.

Yet something was clearly wrong with General Grievous now. He muttered to himself, "General Grievous... No! Not General! Grievous! Not General! No!!"

Bang!! With a backhand slap, he sent the mercenary clutching him flying!

"It's General Grievous! Run! Run! Has the droid army reached Nal Hutta?" The mercenaries panicked, and some began fleeing outside.

"Grievous!! Not