1276. Gain and loss
Darth-Malthael stood up from the stasis chamber, losing the restraints of this artifact also made by Sith Alchemy, and the terrifying Death Force spread instantly.
The originally white condensed mist was quickly dyed black by this powerful force, and it did not disperse. Instead, it became more and more, spreading toward the distance!
A group of workers were finishing their day's work. They returned to the locker room, took off their protective clothing, put on their usual casual clothes, and lined up to clock in at the time clock machine nearby.
Even though Rendili Planet is falling into chaos and violence, many places are still carrying out their work in an orderly manner, such as this small and inconspicuous industrial zone. Not many people work here, and what their factory produces is unremarkable—a small industrial welding gun specially mounted on a maintenance robot.
These workers walked together in twos and threes, discussing whether to go for a drink somewhere, discussing the recent situation in Rendili Planet, and whether the battle between the superior men would affect their salary payment this month.
But they were unaware that Reaper had arrived.
The black fog rolled silently under their feet, and the surrounding lights suddenly flickered violently, and then they all exploded with bang bang bang! The surrounding ground instantly turned black and withered! The wooden seats rotted into slag within seconds!
But the workers seemed unaware of such a drastic change. They just stood motionless, their bodies swaying slightly.
Suddenly, one of the workers raised his head and let out a terrible roar! All I could see was that all the flesh on his body was rotten and withered, like a mummy that had been dead for many years! The withered and cloudy eyes are full of animalistic ferocity!
They have been turned into undead creatures by this overflowing Death Force!
Das-Malthael raised his hands and looked at them, and he found that his body was gradually drying up again. Although it is not as good as the skeletal appearance when the ceremony was just completed on Planet Korriban, it can basically be said to be skinny and skinny.
He knew that although he had merged his Dark Side Force and Death Force into Death Force through that dark ritual, he was still short of the last step - to be crowned Valley of the Dark Lords and become King of the Undead!
Although he now possesses extremely powerful power, as long as he is willing, he can quickly turn an entire city into a sea of undead. But this power has not yet completely surrendered to him, and it has not yet completely reached the level of freedom of movement.
"The last step..." Darth-Malthael's voice was low and cold, and he slowly read out two names, "Darth-Sidious... Marka Ragnos... Those who stand in front of me can only end in destruction..."
He took a deep breath and let it out, filling the space with the rich Death Force.
Now is not the time... After the last ceremony was interrupted, Darth-Sidious must have been staring at Planet Korriban, and now, it is not yet time for a decisive battle with him.
Chance... one more time...
Order 66.
Das-Malthael picked up a communicator and connected to the frequency band of Cun Te.
"Seeing calls coming from this frequency band, does that mean you are going to flip the table? Lord Governor." Cun Te's plain voice came from the other end of the communication.
"I just came to confirm if you are still alive." Das-Malthael said.
"According to your request, after I placed the stasis capsule here, it never appeared within 10 kilometers of the surrounding area..." Cun Te finished this sentence, paused for a long time, and then said, "It is a factory, there are not many people, and there is a small spaceport not far away. You should be able to arrive in the shortest time without... affecting too many people... I have tried my best..."
Das-Malthael listened expressionlessly and said nothing.
Cun Te was still chattering there, not sure if he was talking to himself or to Malthael, "But at this time... it is when the workers are off work, right? But I can't find a place with fewer people. Some places are too far away from the spaceport. But... haha... I understand, everything is for Fourth Civilization. We must occupy Rendili Planet, we must... must..."
"Thank you, Cun Te." Das-Malthael interrupted him.
The other end of the communication suddenly fell into deathly silence.
"Goodbye." Das-Malthael said again.
There is still silence over there.
Das-Malthael took another deep breath, shook his head, and crushed the communicator.
Those three words were still not uttered in the end, but he knew that he owed Cun Te these three words.
Kidnapping, coercion, blackmail, and assassination, this is what Cun Te helped him do during this period. Cun Te is versatile and can eat anywhere. Because of this, he can quickly cooperate with the first replaced Mayor Daman to complete a series of replacement and brainwashing tasks.
But these things violate Cun Te's principles of life.
Das-Malthael has long understood that those on the mothership do not have the so-called absolute loyalty like a stamp of thought. To use these people for his own purposes, what he needs to rely on is not a golden finger of the system, but his own goals, his own actions, his own interests, and his own authority.
He must use everything he has to win over these top talent pools in the entire galaxy.
Although he used the method of sleep suggestion from the beginning, this was a shallow suggestion after all, and for those with tough minds, it could not really influence their thoughts.
This is why Darth-Malthael is now very cautious about awakening characters above legendary level.
The reason why Cun Te is willing to help him until now is not because of his power, nor because of his strength. It was the friendship that the two established after being awakened and going through life and death together.
But now, no more.
Fourth Civilization is constantly moving forward, and as a result, he has gained more and more strength, a more and more noble status, and more and more power, but at the same time, he has also continued to lose something...
Wow~~~~The powder from the communicator slipped from Darth-Malthael's fingertips. He shook his hand and stepped forward, bringing with him the billowing black mist, as if Reaper was coming.
Go forward, until the end of the universe...
Darth-Malthael, wearing a black cloak, steps forward in the black mist. With every step he takes, the black mist will continue to spread, and all living things in his path will wither. Whether they are people or things, they will be instantly transformed into undead souls!
And such terrifying power is actually only a small part of the uncontrollable spillover between his breaths!
A moment later, in a spaceport that had completely turned into an undead ghost, a shuttle produced by Rendili soared into the sky.
But the spacecraft did not fly into space. On the contrary, it flew in the same direction as the planet.
Planetary Shield control center!
That's right, now on Planet Defense Fleet, Master Yoda is having a lively fight with Arden Lin. There is no need to disturb them. Why not take this opportunity to do something more meaningful?
I encountered something bad at work today, and I rarely got angry... A female colleague said that the whole office building could hear me yelling... I was depressed... She also said that after sorting things out in the past two days, I could write more, but it still took me until after nine o'clock to touch the keyboard. There is no chance of the third update today, I will try my best tomorrow.