887. Dreams and illusions (3)
In fact, in this regard, Das-Malthael and Das-Sidious are indeed very similar, but there are some differences. The former needs to develop and rely on Fourth Civilization, while for the latter, whether Galactic Republic or Galactic Empire, they are just tools.
However, at this moment, Haruun Kal's dream was getting stronger and deeper, and even Darth-Malthael began to see more things that frightened him.
The source of his power, and... the essence...
Yes, what did I see? What did I get? What did I pay?
Before I opened my eyes from Kushan Mothership's medical bay...
In Planet Dagobah, he got the answer to the previous question.
Das-Pregas What did you see when you named him? Why is it named after Das-Malthael?
He saw me...
In the long river of the Force, Das-Pregas saw Tang Xiao.
It was that 'Tang Xiao', which was given to Das-Pregas – Malthael.
'If the person with this name stood in front of me, even I would feel scared. It gave you this name, which should have more meaning...' The words of Das-Pregas echoed around.
The person who told him this name, who gave him this name, was none other than Tang Xiao, but it was not Tang Xiao.
Is it another time and space? Or someone pretending to be him?
This is already the next question.
At this moment, Das-Malthael did not fight against the dream. On the contrary, he embraced the dream and faced his past, his future, and his destiny calmly just like he did in Planet Dagobah...
"... You have brought too many disasters to this galaxy! Countless innocent people died because of you! You will pay the price!" came a righteous voice.
"...Eriadu, D'ron, Ode Mantle, Kuat, Coruscant... You have committed crimes on too many planets!"
"... You falsely claim to be the emperor of the Fourth Empire, but what you have done is not worthy of commanding all people!"
"... At this moment, I come to face you, in the name of the galaxy! Darth-Malthael!"
The figure in front of him was so powerful that Light Side Force seemed to be able to illuminate the vastness of the entire universe. The green Lightsaber in his hand was like an immortal firework, and his eyes seemed to be able to pierce through all the haze...
Once, twice, three times... I defeated him many times.
But every time he was able to escape the grasp of death, every time he would come back again and become stronger...
Is this destiny?
The bright Lightsaber pierced his cold heart, and the burning feeling returned to his Immortality body again. At the last second of his life... he felt the warmth of life again.
Is this... destiny?
Luke-Skywalker...
Were you destined to be the one to kill me the moment I woke up from Kushan Mothership?
This is... my destiny, and your destiny?
"Hahahaha! Hahahahahaha!! No! This is not fate! This is just my choice!! My path!! No matter who it is, no matter who it is! Malthael or Luke! They will only be small stumbling blocks on my road to eternity! They will eventually... be broken by me!" Tang Xiao laughed wildly.
"Destined... is always just an excuse for the weak! Weak people who are unable to fight against fate!"
"Only you can save him." The old voice echoed in his mind.
"What did you see?" Das-Lilim asked softly.
"I have always been able to see... Ever since I lost my eyes, I have been able to see more." The one who spoke was the heroic spirit of Lucian Dre. "It is precisely because I have seen more that I feel despair, but at the same time, in all this... there is still a glimmer of hope left."
"What kind of despair? What kind of hope?" Das-Lilim, no, Edra-Kestis asked slowly.
"The entire galaxy is plunged into darkness and desperation, and renewed hope," Lucian Dray said.
"Dasi-Malthael, Tang Xiao, will he die?" Edra-Kestis continued to ask.
"He can't fight fate. At least now, he doesn't have the power."
"If the future of the galaxy is really so dark, then I am sure that he must be one of the sources of this darkness. Is the hope you are talking about his demise?"
"No, the real darkness and destruction was not brought about by him alone. At the same time, it cannot be stopped by the power of one person, no one. This naturally includes him, Darth-Malthael, Tang Xiao."
"But why do you say I can save him? Compared with his, my power is like the difference between heaven and earth, let alone the power that can kill him." Edra-Kestis shook his head and sighed.
"I can't give you the answer. I've seen more, but not enough." Lucian Dre said, "But as the first person he resurrected, you have more connections with him than both of you imagined."
"Why do you say that?"
"Haruun Kal... There are too many things woven into its dream." Lucian Dre said, "I will do my best to protect you, and you... just look for the answer here."
Mace-Master Windu walked forward, and in a relatively flat terrain, he finally saw his destination.
A very secretive village, if it weren't for his Force fracture point talent, it would even be difficult to distinguish it.
As he approached, there were at least 14 hidden sentries around him, aiming their weapons at this direction from all directions, but they did not fire immediately.
Arriving at the village, Master Windu was surprised to see several Clone Trooper on duty.
None of these Clone Trooper were wearing helmets. The polymer alloy armor on their bodies was so mottled that it was almost impossible to distinguish the original white color. The DC-15 Blaster rifle in their hands was wrapped in layers of coarse cloth strips. The cloth strips were soaked with Pokta amber oil to prevent fungal erosion.
Seeing Master Windu coming over, these Clone Troopers were a little surprised, "It's...General Windu? Is it you?"
Master Windu nodded, "Soldiers, it's me."
"Why are you here?" the soldier asked.
"Depa-Master Barris, where are they?" Mace-Windu asked.
"She left here, and we don't know her whereabouts." A soldier said, "General Windu, please go this way. I will take you to see the leader of this settlement - Carl-Vasto."
Master Windu nodded and followed the soldiers into the village.
Along the way, more heavily armed Korunnai could be seen coming down from the trees and following behind them, on alert.
Some of them held bows and arrows, while others held power shields.