However, he did not get the answer he wanted. Darth Vader, who had been lying prone on the ground, suddenly twisted his neck 180 degrees and ended up facing the ceiling. Though his expression could not be seen through the black helmet, a stern, furious voice came from within:
"Impudent! I could tell at a glance that you are not human! Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon! Great Luo Dharma Incantation! Prajna Buddhas! Prajna Paramita! Yui Hatano!"
Sidious could not understand a word of that language, nor did he know who that last name referred to.
He wanted to ask the dying Anakin what he had meant. If necessary, he could even extend his apprentice's life for a few more seconds.
"You—"
But the moment he opened his mouth, he fell for it.
The black warrior lying on the ground exploded in an instant. Aside from flesh, blood, and mechanical parts, there was a dense cloud of green smoke. It seemed like some sort of dry powder, yet more like tiny living creatures—air that could bring people joy.
Sidious had thought victory was assured and had not expected the black warrior to have a self-destruct trick. Caught off guard, he retreated in time and avoided the blast fragments, but he still inhaled a trace of the green mist.
In an instant, he began laughing madly beyond his control.
"Cacklecacklecacklecacklecackle!"
His eyes were filled with terror, yet his expression was no longer under his control. Even the corners of his mouth split apart, exposing his entire gums to the air, and he continued laughing joyfully as blood sprayed from his mouth.
But happy times were always short. The laughter did not last long. About three seconds later, he fell to the floor, kicked his legs a few times, and stopped moving.
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