1454.Death Lightsaber (middle)
The parts began to be assembled piece by piece, and then a hole was opened in the center, and a white Kyber Crystal flew over and was embedded in the middle.
Among the twisted and deformed parts, this Kyber Crystal looks even weirder like an eye hidden in the middle.
And this is not over yet, there are more parts flying up under the action of the Force, twisting, knotting, and then splicing to both ends of the crystal, making the hilt longer and longer, and finally reached a length of nearly one meter.
The other two Kyber Crystal flew up and flew to both ends of the sword hilt. Only those twisted metal parts were seen opening up as if they were alive. Like countless ferocious tentacles, they directly entangled Kyber Crystal and then pulled them into the sword hilt.
This ferocious Lightsaber sword hilt fell into the hands of Das-Malthael. The hilt was about one meter long and completely black, as if it was formed by countless twisted and deformed tentacles tangled together.
In the center of the sword hilt, several tentacles formed a hollow space, with a Kyber Crystal suspended in the center. At both ends of the sword hilt, there are two other plasma sword launch ports extending from Kyber Crystal hidden inside. And just like the style of his previous Lightsaber, countless barbs stretched out around the launch ports at both ends, surrounding the launch ports in the middle, forming a ferocious and terrifying sword.
But at this moment, those three Kyber Crystal are still pure white in color.
At this time, the expression on Das-Malthael's face became ferocious. He grasped the hilt of the sword, and the extremely terrifying Death Force directly wrapped the hilt of the sword like a black mist! The three Kyber Crystal kept trembling in front of this terrifying Dark Side Force, making bursts of buzzing sounds, but they were firmly grasped by the ferocious hilt of the sword.
Terrifying power was continuously injected into Kyber Crystal, and the original pure white crystal was gradually contaminated by Dark Side, and the color gradually turned scarlet!
And as time goes by, this scarlet becomes richer and richer, and even the surrounding space is reflected in this blood-like color!
At this moment, the surroundings of Das-Malthael seemed to be rolling like a bloody storm, and even his figure was invisible! Only the violent Death Force!
Seeing this strange change, even Marka Ragnos, who had been cursing nearby, couldn't help but shut up. His figure regrouped in the black mist and stood a few meters away from Darth-Malthael. The expression on the decayed and withered face was unclear, but judging from his cautious posture, he was also shocked by the strange changes in the Lightsaber.
Next to him, the ghost of Ludo-K Lesh gritted his teeth and growled, "Sith Alchemy... is he crazy? He actually used Sith Alchemy to forge Lightsaber! If this continues, his the Force will lose control... Even if it is not out of control, he will go crazy sooner or later if he comes into contact with world of the Force through the channel for a long time!"
Ludo-K Lesh himself is an accomplished Sith Alchemy master. Das-Malthael did not bring it this time. He just placed the Sith artifact Kresh's Gauntlet in the secret room, which he forged and gave to his son.
"Hehehehe... hehehehehe..." Das-Malthael's gloomy laughter echoed around, "Crazy? Yes, I am indeed crazy... otherwise, I wouldn't come Korriban, come and challenge you, the defeated dogs of all dynasties... Hehehehe... Yes, that's right! Although you are all defeated dogs, it is undeniable that your power is indeed very powerful... so powerful that it is beyond my worst expectations!"
"Hehehehehe..." He laughed for a while again, only to see the scarlet light beginning to converge towards Kyber Crystal in the center of Lightsaber, and his figure appeared here again, "In the previous battle, I won and failed... but I saw another path! That's right! This is the channel - the essence of the endless energy behind all Sith Alchemy and Force technology! World of the Force... hehehehehehe..."
The hideous and terrifying hilt of the sword suspended in mid-air fell down. He raised his hand to grab it, holding the hilt and shaking it gently... As the hilt shook, bursts of shrill and terrifying howls of ghosts and wolves came from the hilt.
"Hehehehe... not enough, not enough... far from enough..." Darth-Malthael murmured to himself, "It's just to this extent, it's just an enhanced version of my previous sword... not enough... not enough..."
"No! That's enough!" Marka Ragnos suddenly said loudly, "Get out of here! We will forget what happened before! You have proven your darkness and evil. You can return to the galaxy with Sith title to bring death and disaster to this galaxy..."
"Let bygones be bygones?" Darth Malthael's head suddenly turned back almost 120 degrees, looking at Maca Ragnos standing diagonally behind him, his eyes full of Chaos and madness!
Such a gaze made even Marka Ragnos, who once stood at the top of the Sith Empire after thousands of years, be startled by it.
"You are wrong... Whether you let things go or not does not depend on you, but... it depends on my mood." Das-Malthael smiled ferociously. He opened his other hand that was not holding the sword, and black gems fell from his hand.
The strange thing is that these nine gems did not fall to the ground, but just suspended in the air, slowly rotating around his body.
The next second, the scarlet Lightsaber sword blade instantly shot out from both ends of the hilt!
Pierced...
Darth-Malthael's, chest!
"You have gone too far, kid... This is an area that even we have never touched..." Maca Ragnos said gloomily.
He is extremely serious now, without any trace of the talkative and trolling image he had before.
Plop! Darth-Malthael knelt on the ground. The rapid loss of life made his body gradually become limp and he fell forward. However, half of his body fell but was supported by the long Lightsaber sword hilt, forming a strange posture.
The scarlet plasma sword still pierced his chest and emerged from his back, like a scarlet torch.
However, seeing this scene, the ancient Sith Lords ghosts, including Marka Ragnos, retreated step by step. As ghosts, they instinctively felt the increasingly terrifying threat from Darth-Malthael, a man who should have died!
Darth-Malthael, dead...
But this is just the beginning...
At this moment, a terrible change is happening!
One of the nine black gems floating around was suddenly hit by a small black Blitz shot from the hilt of the sword! Then the gem seemed to be attracted and slowly flew towards the hilt of the sword!