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

1919. Spark (15)

However, just when the bartender was so frightened by the man in front of him that he almost collapsed, several mercenaries on the other side of the bar, whose interest was affected by the Gamorrean that had just been knocked away, were furious. They came over and grabbed the man's shoulders and tried to pull him over.

"Hey! You guy! Why are you causing trouble for me!!" The mercenary didn't finish his words, but he immediately felt that it was cold! It was as if what I was grabbing was a large piece of metal! Cold and motionless!

The man turned around suddenly, his movement was very big, and the cloak that was still held by the mercenary was torn with a snarl. Under the broken cloak, there was a metal body!

That simple and terrifying cold shell, the ferocious metal mask, and the pair of moving, beast-like eyes under the mask! This scene shocked almost everyone!

The mercenary couldn't help but stood there stiffly, because as the war progressed, almost everyone in the galaxy knew about the 'robot' in front of him!

That's right, even on the current wanted list, Galactic Empire is still among the top five. He once commanded Separatists's countless robot armies, provoked wars and faced off against Galactic Republic. Even though Galactic Empire was established, he still resisted Saleucami Planet for three years...

"General Grievous..." the mercenary said this devilish name.

However, something is not right about General Grievous now. He murmured to himself, "General Grievous... No! It's not the general! It's Grievous! It's not the general! No!!"

Boom!! He slapped the mercenary holding him away with a backhand slap!

"It's General Grievous! Run! Run! Has the robot army hit Nal Hutta?" The mercenaries panicked, and some began to run away outside.

"Grievous!! Not a general! Not a general!!!" General Grievous looked crazy and pushed everyone around him away. Then he covered his head and shouted, "Ah!!! I saw it! I saw it!!!"

"Will the robot... still have a headache?" Some people watching the excitement from a distance were whispering to each other.

General Grievous struggled for a while and suddenly calmed down. The voice under the metal mask was low and hoarse, as if it was contained in a metal can, "Someone called me... called me... demigod..."

Uh-huh!! At some point, the two Lightsabers he held in his hands suddenly shot out blue and green plasma swords! At the same time, General Grievous's arm split open and turned into four hands, and each hand was holding a handful of Lightsaber!

Four Lightsabers are in hand, exuding a terrifying aura!

At this time, the onlookers realized that something was wrong, and they screamed and started running away! But it's already a step too late!

General Grievous, who had already fallen into a state of madness, rushed into the crowd, waving four Lightsabers with his four arms, like a spiral windmill! Everyone around you will be cut into pieces by the high-speed swing Lightsaber as soon as you are involved!

Tang Xiao Opened his eyes suddenly, he looked around, Dawn Star Planet Duchy Palace It was still night here. He sat up and turned to look at Adele-Ulan who was sleeping soundly next to him. He stood up and came to the window, looking up at the dark night sky and the neon lights of the city reflecting the night sky.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Adele-Ulan, who noticed her husband's movements, also opened her eyes. She got up from the bed, her graceful and beautiful body only covered with gauze. She leaned gently on her husband's back, feeling the charming breath, "What's wrong with you? My dear..."

"I feel it... hehehehe..." Tang Xiao sneered, "The seeds of darkness are taking root and sprouting one by one! Confederacy of Independent Systems is about to reach its end, but Palpatine... does he think he has won? Does he think he can free up his hands to deal with me? Hehehehehe..."

Whenever this topic is discussed, Adele-Ulan will hug Tang Xiao tightly, because... this is the feeling of power! This is the chess game with the Milky Way as the chessboard, the planet as the chess piece, and countless lives as the foil!

"You will eventually lead us... to victory... lead us to the pinnacle of the galaxy..." Adele-Ulan said intoxicatedly.

"I'm going out for a trip." Tang Xiao said.

Adele-Ulan frowned and said, "But... after dawn, won't Sanya-Lady Tagge be coming for treatment?"

Tang Xiao smiled coldly and said, "Her treatment has ended a long time ago. Now I am just having fun. And... the contact with Tagge family cannot be interrupted. Soon, she will We will see that day... When we see Galactic Empire in turmoil... Tagge family's attitude change will be a sharp knife stabbing Palpatine in the back."

"Yes... then I'll drive her back." Adele-Ulan said.

"Let her strip naked and kneel down until I come back." Tang Xiao waved, and the black cloak flew over and draped over him. "I will not be out for a long time, only two or three days. Remember to turn off the temperature control system. I also want to see how obedient this Tagge family's patriarch is after these few years of training..."

The crimson 'Red Comet' Sith Infiltrator left hyperspace and came to the core of Hutt Space, the most prosperous and chaotic planet - the satellite of Nal Hutta, Smuggler's Moon Nashadda.

The spacecraft parked on a towering spire, and Das-Malthael, wearing a black cloak, walked out. He went directly to an inconspicuous mechanical workshop. After showing his authority covertly, he walked into the secret door at the back.

Here, it is a very hidden intelligence station! More than a dozen Salarian were busy with countless data and intelligence. When they saw Das-Malthael coming, one of the Salarian intelligence officers came over and sent a piece of intelligence, "This is what happened to Nal Hutta in the past three days. We also investigated the massacre that happened before Camille commercial district and determined that it was General Grievous."

"Very good." Das-Malthael entered the information into his Omni-tool, turned around and prepared to leave.

Salarian intelligence officer added, "General Grievous was in a very bad state. He went completely crazy. Camille commercial district killed at least a thousand people all the way from a bar to the outside and then escaped with countless people chasing him. He is very dangerous."

"Ah... of course I know..." A cold smile appeared on Das-Malthael's face, "The seeds of darkness in his heart finally sprouted... and the story between him and Confederacy of Independent Systems should also end."