340. Harvest
Tang Xiao was about to leave when he suddenly heard a slight cry for help from the corner next to him, "Help me... help..."
He turned around and saw a Chadra-Fan crawling on the ground with his legs broken. The Chadra-fans are only a little over one meter tall and look a bit like bats without wings. They are a very flexible race with excellent technical abilities.
Next to him, there was a etiquette robot with its eyes gouged out, standing there indifferently waiting for him to die.
Tang Xiao immediately recognized this as the Mechanic from the Cade-Bane team, and generally called him Turk-Tek. But judging from his appearance, he was probably abandoned by Cade-Bane.
Turk-Teck was attracted by the sound of fighting here. He tried his best to crawl over, hoping to seek help from others, even if there was only a glimmer of hope, "Help me... I'm going to die... help me..."
Tang Xiao walked over, didn't bother to say anything, and chopped off his head with a sword.
"Oh, my temperature detector told me that this person is dead. Did you kill him? Sir." The etiquette robot next to him asked, "Thank you very much. They killed my original owner and destroyed my electronic eyes. You killed him. Thank you so much. I am FE-B3 and I am willing to serve you, sir."
"Who was your previous master?" Tang Xiao asked.
"It's Hadrexx Gang from Nal Hutta." the robot answered.
"Okay, you can follow me. I happen to have a friend who works in security at Nal Hutta. Your database may be useful."
"It's my pleasure, sir."
The spacecraft on which Glosse-Shelbia landed, picked up Tang Xiao, Edra and the robot, then flew back to outer space to join the two escorting Revenge-class light destroyers, and drove away from Drazkel System.
A moment later, behind them, a small explosion suddenly occurred on the space station of Sev-Serysex. Seeing the flames of the explosion flashing in space, Tang Xiao smiled and said, "Sev should have been killed by the furious Darth-Maul. What are your preparations?"
"She died too quickly, so it's still a bit troublesome. But we can block this information first. Rosana has bribed a director of Cyrcexis Group. After working together internally and externally, in a month or two, It's not a big problem to take down this group." Glosse-Shelbia sat on the table in front of Tang Xiao with some arrogance, his long legs in black stockings dangling in front of his eyes.
Tang Xiao slapped away the black stocking calf that was stretched out in front of him, looked at Glosse sideways and said, "You have been a little presumptuous recently. You should know that this privilege depends on the occasion."
With that said, he stood up, ignored Glosse, turned around and went to the communication room of the spacecraft and turned off all monitors.
In the holographic projection in front of him, the image of Das-Pregas appeared. Das-Malthael knelt down on one knee and said respectfully, "Lord, Cyrcexis Group Drazkel System was auctioning a Jedi apprentice. I came to participate and found traces of Das-Maul. I couldn't hold back and fought with him."
"It doesn't matter, just go. You should know that in my heart, your importance is far less than that of Darth-Sidious, so once you are discovered by him, even if he wants to kill you, I will not say a word." Darth-Pregas said coldly.
"I will be the best one under the Lord. I will continue to grow and prove it." Das-Malthael replied.
"So, what do you think of Darth-Maul?" Pregas asked.
"The environment of this battle was too unfavorable for him, so he retreated and ran away. However, I only used the Lightsaber and Fourth Form lightsaber combat you gave me. Therefore, if it is a fair fight, I am more than 60% sure of killing him." Das-Malthael said calmly.
"Have you seen his fate?" Das-Pregas suddenly asked.
This question is obviously not that simple... A smile appeared on the corner of Darth-Malthael's mouth, "Darth-Maul's fate is very vague. He seems to be dead and to live for a long time. But from his soul, I see strength and indomitability, as well as the deep hidden fear. His fate is very complicated."
Malthael knew that by answering like this, he undoubtedly pushed Das-Pregas one step further into the dead Abyss.
Darth-Pregas would not be interested in the fate of Darth-Maul for no reason, but Malthael has mastered a very important plot - in the future seen by Darth-Sidious, Darth-Maul is dead!
Obviously, Pregas also knew this judgment of Sidious, so he suddenly asked himself this question, especially since he had aroused the remnants of Darth-Tenebrus in his body during the previous final trial, then there was only one reason!
Das-Pregas is also wondering if he can no longer see his destiny.
If Malthael directly answered that Darth-Maul would die, then Sidious and himself could see the future, but Pregas could not, and he would definitely be sure to a large extent that he no longer had the ability to predict fate.
But Malthael was careless, implicitly saying that the fate of Darth-Maul was very vague, so Pregas would not be sure about the answer - because what he saw himself was also vague.
As long as he is not sure whether he really cannot see his destiny, the greater the chance that he will be killed by Sidious.
Sure enough, Das-Pregas just nodded thoughtfully and stopped talking.
Malthael continued, "The Jedi apprentice that was auctioned was killed by Darth-Maul. After I defeated Darth-Maul, I used Resurrection Spell to resurrect her. I saw her fear and anger, and she will degenerate into a powerful Sith. After the treatment, I will send her to you."
"If you think she is a talent, then you can keep it." Pregas waved his hand, "Our plan on Naboo is about to be completed. Now is the critical moment, including yourself, so don't make matters worse!"
"Yes! Lord."
"Trade Federation is assembling the fleet, will you participate?" Pregas asked.
"According to the plan, Galactic Republic has no ability to prevent this blockade. Trade Federation will achieve their goal, occupy Naboo, and then provide us with a large amount of plasma mines. For a war that cannot be fought at all, there is no need for me to send troops to participate, but I will send military observers." Malthael replied.
"Okay, let's do that." Pregas agreed, and then closed the communication.