884.The Planet's Dreamscape (Part 2)
Highland Liberation Organization's spy? Master Windu was shocked, why do these people feel this way?
He was very sure that no one should know him here. After all, he left Haruun Kal when he was a child, and he came here as a special envoy 35 years ago. Very few people can see him.
"Kill him!!" The men roared and fired wildly.
Master Windu didn't want to commit any crime, so he quickly dodged the blaster beams and ran towards the alley behind him.
However, things were getting more and more wrong. After Master Windu got rid of those people, he was seen by another group of people not long after. They also roared and attacked him!
Whoosh! boom! boom! boom!
Das-Malthael was attracted by the commotion in the city. He stopped a manned vehicle and headed there.
He learned from the smuggling gang that he bribed that someone seemed to have seen the leader of Highland Liberation Organization. It was he who led those Korunnai to attack their stronghold and massacre their people.
According to those people's descriptions, the leader had a bald head, dark complexion, no beard, and deep eyebrows. He clearly looked like Mace-Windu!
But Das-Malthael knows that among Highland Liberation Organization, there are Carl-Vasto, and Depa-Barris. They are not equated with Master Windu in any case, and it is impossible for them to use such boring, useless and despicable means of framing people.
So, why do these people accurately describe what Master Windu looks like?
Das-Malthael began to investigate secretly, and finally, he discovered a possibility.
Speeder stopped, Das-Malthael threw out a few credit ingots and walked towards the direction of the gunfire. He jumped directly onto the roof of a house, overlooking the pursuit taking place in the streets and alleys below.
"So, you are here...Mace-Windu... hehehehe. Let me play with you first." Das-Malthael smiled coldly.
Now is not the time to fight Mace-Windu head-on. His real targets are Depa-Barris and Master Windu, which are just desserts after the meal.
And at this moment, he has also begun to have some guesses - Haruun Kal, something very strange and also very scary is happening.
Master Windu already knew that something was wrong, but what he was thinking was that Archangel of Death might use Separatists's remaining influence in Pelek-Baw City in advance to try to cause trouble for him.
So he grabbed a hoverbike and ran all the way out of the city. He easily broke through the blockade of the smugglers, and then rushed into the almost endless jungle.
The smugglers gave chase frantically, but when they reached the outskirts of the jungle, they all stopped and hesitated.
Das-Malthael noticed that something was not right about their appearance, so he mingled with the crowd and asked, "Why don't you chase after him? That person may be Butcher from Highland Liberation Front!"
"Forget it, buddy, you just came here, right? The jungle of Haruun Kal can kill people." said the smuggler on the side.
"I have just arrived, but I have heard about some things here before. What I heard is not so mysterious." Das-Malthael easily changed his voice to make his voice sound kind and approachable. At the same time, he quietly stuffed a credit ingot with a face value of 500 credit points.
He had also discovered before that those people in Pelek-Baw City were difficult to be affected by the Force's psychic suggestions, and because his actions were much more convenient than Master Windu, he also patiently experimented and found out that not everyone could not be affected, but some of them.
There is one thing in common between these people... and those who claim to have seen Mace-Windu massacre their stronghold -
More or less, they had entered the jungle.
The smuggler was elated when he received a windfall. Who would come out to earn a living but not for this heavy sum of money? He pulled Das-Malthael aside and whispered, "From the time Highland Liberation Front appeared, the jungle seemed to be alive. At first, the situation was not that serious. Later, fewer and fewer people entered the jungle and were able to come out. Even if they could come out, they were like crazy... In the past few days, as long as anyone dared to go in, no one came out."
This man is also an upright person who accepts money from others to do things for others. He then advised, "So for your own good, it's best not to go in. Rumors have begun that the leader of Highland Liberation Front can do magic and he has turned the entire jungle into living creatures!"
Das-Malthael nodded and took a deep look at the jungle.
It was noon at this time, and it was still the most common cloudy weather in Haruun Kal. But from here, it was still dark inside the dense jungle. The dense shrubs and trees blocked the entry of sunlight. On the contrary, it showed a colorful color under the reflection of the fog.
Deciding not to act rashly, he followed the smugglers back into the city, where he slept on a large bed in a luxury hotel.
A starry sky...
Tang Xiao suddenly opened his eyes and suddenly found himself standing in the starry sky! There was silence all around, and there were countless stars.
These stars are so far away and so close at the same time, as if you can reach out and touch them.
This is...
Tang Xiao was shocked!
This is the dream I had before I woke up from Kushan Mothership!
This dream... this dream...
He couldn't help but murmur to himself, "What did I see... what did I get... what did I pay..."
Everything started because of this dream, but what happened in this dream?
The eyes that had been opened opened again, and Das-Malthael found himself standing in the luxurious king-bed room where he stayed. However, at this moment, the room was in a mess, and it looked as if it had been swept by a tornado.
But he himself was floating in the air in the room, with the blood-red Lightsaber already turned on and holding it in his hand.
On the ground beside them, there were two corpses with their heads dismembered, wearing the clothes of a hotel waiter. In the corner squatted a young hotel waitress, who was quite beautiful.
She looked at Darth-Malthael in horror, her whole body trembling violently, and she begged in a low voice, "Please... please, don't, don't kill me... don't... you let me... let me do whatever you want..."
Das-Malthael waved his hand.
With a click, the beautiful waitress's neck was twisted 360 degrees by an invisible force. Her eyes were frozen in endless terror. With a plop, the body fell to the ground.
He fell from the air, stepped on the debris on the ground with his bare feet and came to the bedside, overlooking Pelek-Bau from the highest point of the 50-story city.
Under the night, fires were burning in many places, and gunshots and explosions were heard constantly.
"Haruun Kal...Depa-Barris..." Das-Malthael said these two names deep in his throat, which was extremely eerie.
He raised his hand and waved, and the black cloak flew over to cover himself. He put away Lightsaber and jumped directly from the 200-meter height of the 50th floor!
He landed directly on a suspended motorcycle, as steady as a mountain and as light as a feather. After starting the engine, it went to full power, passing through the city that suddenly fell into chaos, and flew towards the endless jungle shrouded in darkness outside the city.