1201.Land of the Dead (Part 2)
Das-Malthael's eyes just glanced at the stone tablet, and he saw wisps of light blue smoke rising from the countless faces on the stone tablet, condensing in the air and not dispersing, like swimming fish swimming in the air.
He crossed the stone monument and came to the stairs in front, ascending step by step. Every time he stepped on a step, there seemed to be a dull knock in the surrounding space. Every knock made the surrounding air become colder...
Countless skeletons gathered in the entrance hall, but they did not dare to step onto the stairs. They just stood there quietly, staring at Das-Malthael with empty eye sockets.
Countless ghosts are floating in the air, and they also dare not go to where the stairs are, as if there is an invisible wall there.
Because they don't dare.
Because only by stepping onto this level can one truly enter the scope of the pyramid. And under the stairs, they were only at the same height as the two slaves kneeling on the ground at the door, carrying the pyramid on their shoulders!
Only when you climb the stairs can you be considered an official Sith. Under Sith, everyone is a slave!
Since the establishment of the Sith Academy 4,000 years ago, countless people have come here in pursuit of power and knowledge. They are just like the two statues of slaves at the door, just one of the many living beings.
They work hard to climb up and get the admission qualification of the Sith Academy.
But it's easier said than done!
Official Sith never looks at these people, they just enjoy it. They allowed these apprentices to kill each other, watched them plot and scheme, and watched countless people fight for an admission certificate...
And those apprentices also tried their best to plot, kill, and fight. Only in this way can they be recognized by Sith, and then they can step onto this ladder and become the lowest, but also the official Sith!
Almost every admission certificate means the death of thousands of people!
But this is just the beginning!
After becoming Sith, every step you take, you must step on countless people, including your former mentor!
The pyramid shape Sith Academy means that when you reach the top, you will be the only one...
One-Man Sith!
This is Sith!
Das-Malthael walked up the stairs and came to the main hall of the Sith Academy. He walked to the edge of the collapsed railing and looked down at the countless skeletons and ghosts below with an expressionless face.
And the countless skeletons and ghosts slowly turned their heads, always staring in his direction.
Sith Academy, has long been empty. It is impossible to find any books and information on Sith here. What is there is only the endless yellow sand and the endless souls of the dead...
Das-Malthael came here not to get anything, he came here just to...
Conquer!
for...
Death!!
Sith worships death!
And Das-Malthael, who owns Death Force, will complete his ceremony here!
The ritual of conquest, the ritual of death!
Here he will conquer death!
Das-Malthael raised a hand with the palm facing upward. The extremely powerful Dark Side Force and Death Force were condensed in his hand. The power became stronger and stronger. Even some bones and ghosts with relatively fragile bodies could not withstand the aftermath of this power and were directly washed away into dust...
But the dust did not dissipate, but was sucked into the hands of Darth-Malthael and became part of his power!
As the power gathered, Das-Malthael finally spoke...
What he said was the oldest Sith language, "You, come here for power and knowledge... You die for power and knowledge... And even after death, you are still here because of power and knowledge. You are still longing for power and knowledge..."
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The dry upper and lower jaws of countless skeletons kept hitting each other, making gurgling sounds, as if they wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
The power in Das-Malthael's hands is getting stronger and stronger. The powerful force even formed a beam of light, which shot straight into the sky through the hole in the center of the Sith Academy pyramid!
The beam of light dispersed the sand and dust, dispersed the clouds and mist, dispersed the storm, and reached the sky!
"And I am here to wake you up. I will give you another chance to pursue power and knowledge! Pursue me!"
After saying that, he flipped his palm suddenly, and the power condensed in his hand spread instantly!
Those skeletons suddenly twisted wildly. They were no longer dull and stiff as before. Now they showed terrifying madness under the power of Darth-Malthael!
"Come! Come to me! Follow my footsteps! Break the prison of the past! Pursue my power! Pursue my knowledge! Pursue my existence!! Then, obey me!" Darth-Malthael's voice became louder and louder, and his expression became more and more ferocious.
I saw countless skeletons suddenly moving crazily, and they began to swarm towards the stairs!
The ghosts in the air also fell into madness. They roared silently and rushed towards Darth-Malthael. They were then blocked by invisible forces, but they had no intention of stopping and kept rushing! Constant roaring!
After Das-Malthael released his power, he turned around and continued walking up the stairs step by step.
And behind him, countless skeletons and ghosts swarmed in! Under the influence of Death Force, even the entire valley where Sith Academy was located fell into a terrible dead zone. Countless dead crawled out from the ground. They followed the footsteps of Darth-Malthael and rushed towards the pyramid of the Sith Academy!
Inside the pyramid, the stairs of the first floor hall can no longer accommodate more and more skeletons and ghosts, but there are still more dead people rushing forward one after another behind them. In the end, they were layer upon layer, with the dead coming from behind stepping on those in front, climbing up continuously.
The dead who were pressed below could not move, but they still let out a soundless cry from their rotten and hollow mouths. Countless pairs of dry and rotten arms stretched out in the direction of Darth-Malthael, as if they wanted to catch him across space!
Das-Malthael went up step by step, and there were more and more dead people behind him. Countless corpses piled up into a terrifying mountain of corpses. The stairs inside the Sith Academy were getting higher and higher!
The entire Sith Academy has become a world of the dead, an ocean of the dead... This is a kingdom of the dead! Here, there is only death!
Das-Malthael moved up step by step, and the rich Dark Side Force that enveloped Sith Academy gradually mixed with his Death Force, becoming one!
The countless dead are gradually engulfing this holy land of the Sith Empire.
And Das-Malthael himself is also under terrible pressure! If he never relaxes, he will be swallowed up!