The Breath of Darkness
"Your Majesty, as you wished, the Galactic Empire's First System Army is being redeployed to Scipio," Baron Helmut Zemo reported respectfully to Tang Xiao, the King of Dawn. "Your plan has succeeded."
"Very good." Tang Xiao's voice echoed through the dark throne room. "Palpatine's side should be quite lively now. Hehehehe..."
"Forgive my boldness, Your Majesty. Luring the First System Army away from Coruscant does not seem to offer much strategic benefit to us. Might I ask for Your Majesty's guidance..." Zemo gathered his courage and asked. This was what Chief of Staff Qi Jian had asked him to inquire about.
"In time, you will naturally understand... Hehehehe... Now, you may get lost." Tang Xiao let out a dreadful laugh.
"As you command..." Helmut Zemo bowed respectfully, then backed out of the room. At the doorway, he raised his head and cast Tang Xiao a worried glance.
"Do you have another question?" Tang Xiao's cold, gloomy voice came from within.
"No, none. May Your Majesty enjoy sacred peace." Zemo hurriedly replied and left.
The moment he stepped out of the throne room, the icy aura in the air vanished. Sunlight poured down, warming his body. He took a deep breath and looked up at the azure sky above Dawn Star Planet, yet his heart could not settle. Tang Xiao's condition had become increasingly strange. The power of the Dark Side seemed to be devouring his sanity.
No one knew what had happened recently, but Tang Xiao had begun hiding himself within the darkness and no longer interacted with anyone else. Only Zemo was allowed to enter and speak with him directly. Yet even so, he could not see Tang Xiao's current appearance at all. He could only faintly make out those eyes glimmering crimson in the