882.The Planet's Dreamscape (Part 1)
Archangel of Death, here.
Master Windu put down the communicator with a solemn expression.
The message is short and there is no more information, but this short paragraph is enough.
Archangel of Death... that mysterious Sith Lord.
No one knew what he was planning, no one knew where he was, or even what his purpose was. He just exists like this, moving one seemingly unrelated thing after another, hiding his true purpose under the messy clues.
Jedi Order has been studying Archangel of Death for a long time. Every time he appears, it is a disaster. Master Evan-Piel, Adi-Master Gallia, Master Isi-Kos... His hands are already stained with the blood of Jedi Knight. There are already three members of High Council alone with him.
There are also Green Betty, Shen Qiao... etc., more Jedi Knight.
Archangel of Death last appeared following Plague Titan warship and caused serious losses to Galactic Republic, and even robbed Blade Fleet.
Now, he is here again Haruun Kal?
It seems that they are here for Depa-Barris! The expression on Master Windu's face gradually solidified, followed by irrepressible anger.
Shen Qiaoen is also his apprentice, as are Depa-Barris.
Archangel of Death, you killed Jon Shen, and now, you framed Depa-Barris!
No matter what your purpose is, no matter what you have mastered, this time, you must accept the bright Judgment!!
The scene of hyperspace outside the window suddenly disappeared, and the yellow-green planet Haruun Kal appeared in front. Mace-Windu pressed the button, and the Delta-7 fighter jet separated from the hyperspace ring. Then he pushed the joystick suddenly and flew quickly towards the planet.
The fighter jet landed slowly in Pelek-Baw City. Mace-Windu did not get off the spacecraft immediately. Instead, he pressed a button and a holographic image appeared in front of his eyes.
[You... shouldn't have sent me here. Haruun Kal... You made me fall into a dream, you made me see the reality, you made me... unable to extricate myself from here.] A hoarse voice spoke outside the screen. If it wasn't too familiar, Mace-Windu wouldn't believe it was Depa-Barris's voice.
Three days ago, he received this message, and then he immediately put down everything in his hands, left Coruscant and set off for Haruun Kal.
Only then did he receive a tip from Quinlan-Vos, which confirmed his fears - Quinlan-Vos claimed that Depa-Barris was already fallen to the Dark Side, and he would cover Dream Sisters to leave here as soon as possible to avoid being threatened.
The situation has become urgent...
Here, the holographic projection screen began to shake violently, and bursts of screams and begging for mercy were heard outside the screen. This was a massacre! But the question is, who is the victim?
The screen flew by quickly, and it was obvious that Depa-Barris was running. As she moved, Windu seemed to hear the buzzing sound of Lightsaber waving, and the sound of flesh and bones cracking.
With the help of the Force, Windu saw every frame clearly. Now he understands that the murderer is Depa-Barris.
Not just her, but a team of Clone Trooper, and... Korunnai, my compatriots...
Mace-Windu shook his head with a stern expression.
[You, let me see the truth...] Depa-Barris's hoarse voice sounded again, [In Haruun Kal, I have been dreaming. Killing and hatred tortured me, making me unable to sleep every day. As soon as I closed my eyes, Korunnai being slaughtered one after another would appear in front of my eyes... However, this also made my determination stronger!]
[I once told you that at the beginning of the war, we should start from Orbital Bombardment Geonosis to nip every possibility of war in the bud. But... Jedi Order's indecision prevented you from doing this... The war broke out and all lives were devastated. Shouldn't Jedi Order be blamed? Did the battle plan that sacrificed 179 Jedi Knight really alleviate the unnecessary persistence in your heart?]
[In Haruun Kal, I saw the answer... This planet is dreaming. In the dream, I saw everything. In the dream, I made a decision.]
The picture started to switch, and then it seemed to be edited. When Depa-Barris's voice sounded again, her voice had become hoarse, as if she had a mouthful of sand in her throat.
[Today, the dream of killing... the reality of killing. In the dream, I killed, but in reality... Nal Hutta's village was attacked by Balawai... killing, endless killing.]
The screen began to show a burning village. The corpses of Korunnai were piled up under a tree in the center of the village and set on fire. Surrounding them, the heads of these corpses were pierced with steel bars. There was even an undeveloped baby among them!
[A crime that begins with killing... must end with killing...Carl-Vasto and I will go to another Balawai stronghold. Blood debt... blood payment...]
[I know you will come eventually, Master. I respect you and love you, but I also hate you and blame you... I don't know how I should face you, but I am firmly aware that this war that has lasted for decades must come to an end.]
Depa-Barris made a sound of unknown meaning in her throat, as if she was also fighting against her own heart. Then, her voice became extremely low, [End all this with the blood of Balawai...]
Click, Mace-Windu turned off the projection.
He has watched this video no less than 20 times, but every time it makes him feel heartbroken and sad.
The last time he returned to his hometown was 35 years ago. That year, as a representative of Jedi Order, he came to mediate the dispute between Balawai and Korunnai, but he failed. In Galactic Republic's view, both Balawai and Korunnai are the people under their rule, and they want to maintain a detached posture.
But in fact this is not the case. Compared to Population Census, whose members are all Force-sensitive, but have always refused to accept Jedi Order, and Korunnai who refuses to allow his own people to enter Jedi Order to practice, Balawai, which will bring high taxes, is obviously more favored by the Galactic Republic councilors.
This mediation was unfair from the beginning.
So the mediation ended, the war broke out, and Galactic Republic's forces began to withdraw.
What has happened here in the past 35 years? How far has this war reached?
Mace-Windu jumped off the fighter jet and casually brushed his fingers on the outer armor of the fighter jet. A burst of metal dust that had no hardness fell from the armor.
The metal-eating fungal spores are still there, Haruun Kal, still a hell.
But now, this hell is even more desperate.