1199. Swearing in the street
"...You have cut off the heritage of the Sith! You are just a bunch of ignorant fools who happen to use the dark side of the Force!" Macca Ragnos roared loudly.
"You guys are so conservative that if you were destroyed once by the Jedi Order, you would put your face in front of them and be destroyed again. The golden age you think is just a turtle lingering on the edge of the galaxy!" Darth Malthael said tit for tat.
"We restored the glory of the Sith!"
"Then I lost everything in one year!"
"We laid the foundation for the dark side of the Force!"
"Ha! You relied on the teachings of the Jedi Order to defeat the Sith, and then used the blood of the Sith to perfect the dark side force. How much of it was researched by you yourself?"
"We resisted the Jedi Order for thousands of years!"
"Then how many Jedi have you killed? How many Galactic Republic planets have you occupied? How many of their fleets have you destroyed? Have you seen what Coruscant looks like? Let me ask you, how many floors does Coruscant have?"
"Three...three thousand seven hundred floors!"
"Wrong! It's the 5127th floor! You don't even know what Coruscant looks like. You're pitifully waiting to die in the Outer Rim. Why do you have any reason to claim that you belong to the Golden Age!?"
"5,000 years ago, that was 3,700 floors!"
"Ah, yes, you also know that it was 5,000 years ago! Old bachelor. Do you know what the Milky Way looks like now? Do you think what you did 5,000 years ago is still useful?"
"You...you damn little chicken!"
"Then you are an old bachelor who has been hiding in a grave for the rest of his life!"
"I'm going to pull out your soul...then..."
"Then you smoke one and let me see! You smoke it! Believe it or not, I will go and put a fire on your grave right now?!"
"If you can, come and release one!"
"Then come and suck my soul! Come on!"
"How dare you come here and set fire to see how I kill you!"
"If you dare to take my soul, I will tear down your house and dig out your bones to build a doghouse!!"
"Come here!"
"Come here!"
Darth Malthael and Marka Ragnos were shouting at each other with their arms akimbo, completely unable to imagine that either of them was the great monarch who founded the Golden Age of the Sith Empire 5,000 years ago. The other is a powerful Sith Lord who is on one side of the galaxy.
This is simply two shrews yelling at each other.
Moreover, Darth Malthael's ability to curse in the street is even more impressive. He is already very familiar with the plot and history of "Star Wars", and now he has absorbed the soul of Karness Moore. With this The knowledge of the first generation Sith Lord 7,000 years ago, it can be said that his understanding of the ancient Sith is even inferior to Marka Ragnos.
You must know that if Karnes Moore appears in front of Marka Ragnos, then the Sith Emperor will have to bow his head and call his ancestor.
However, the two people became more and more angry. From the initial theoretical dispute, to the later slander of each other, it turned out that Marka Ragnos was no match. Darth Malthael ridiculed the fact that his Sith Empire was destroyed within a year during the Hyperspace War, and there was nothing he could do about it.
In the end, it turned into a barren personal attack between the two, a three-word mantra, greetings to immediate family members and a certain organ. Ah, this is what Tang Xiao is best at.
He wasn't Darth Plagueis who had his chin chopped off, wore a respirator, and even had his tongue tied.
Darth Malthael sat down on his seat, crossed his legs, took a sip of the mint tea that he had prepared earlier, pointed at Maca Ragnos's nose and cursed: "Your mother is a dick to you." Dad has sex with flowers and willows, you think I don’t know?”
"you!"
"When you were three years old, you peeked at a woman taking a bath..."
"I……"
"You're forcing a woman to watch you take a shower when you're four years old!"
Marka Ragnos was furious, "
You'd better pray that you never come to the Dark Lord's Valley in this life! Otherwise I will tear you apart bit by bit from body to soul... huh? "
He suddenly seemed to feel that something was wrong, and looked at Darth Malthael coldly, "You are actually plotting against me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared instantly.
Darth Malthael looked at the empty front, expressionless, and drank the mint tea in the cup in one gulp.
He cheated on Marka Ragnos, yes, but not enough.
This fight was not in vain.
After he discovered that Marka Ragnos was coming, he quietly activated the power of death, wrapped his shuttle, and then cursed the Sith Emperor while quietly trying to absorb the power in his soul. Put your own stamp on him.
But this little move was eventually discovered by Marka Ragnos, and he was able to directly break through the barrier of his own death power and leave the shuttle. From this point of view alone, the power possessed by the ghost of Marka Ragnos is extraordinary.
And unlike the time when he absorbed Karnes Moore, this time when facing the Sith kings in the Dark Lord's Valley, he did not have the container of Celeste Morn to limit him, and he also had Draper. The other party's soul is imprisoned in the stasis chamber.
What is supposed to come will always come, and all of this must be faced in the end.
Darth Malthael took a short rest, then returned to the cab and controlled the spacecraft to land in the desert of the planet Korriban.
He put the black cloak on his body, covered his face with the hood, hung the lightsaber on his waist, put on Little Clash's gauntlet, and opened the hatch.
A strong wind mixed with yellow sand blew against his face, blowing his cloak loudly.
A blood-red sun hung in the sky, but it didn't bring much warmth, and it just made people feel colder.
Amid the dust blown by the strong wind, a rugged valley was vaguely visible ahead.
Darth Malthael stepped off the spacecraft and set foot on this desolate land. At his feet, a black venomous snake with two horns was twisting its body wildly and leaving.
The creatures on the planet Korriban are all imbued with the power of the dark side, and they naturally avoid a dark side powerhouse like Darth Malthael.
Darth Malthael just walked step by step, facing the wind and sand towards the valley ahead.
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"...Your Excellency Speaker, this is a report sent by the 8th Army. They hope to pass a bill to send additional reinforcements to the 8th Army. The current ravages of the geth have become very serious..." Deputy Speaker Mas Ameda was very Respectfully presented a piece of information to the kind-hearted old man in front of him.
Chancellor of the Galactic Republic, Sheev Palpatine.
Palpatine opened the memory and browsed the files inside, smiling and shaking his head, "Ah, my friend Governor Fan Ke is still too impatient... Although we have this plan to deal with the geth invasion, we are currently The main goal is to deal with the Interstellar Banking Association."
"I think he can understand what we mean. However, he proposed this motion to ask for reinforcements under another name. In other words, his plan for the Interstellar Banking Association did not go smoothly..." Ma S-Ameda said.
Sheev Palpatine smiled slightly and pushed the memory aside, "Then let's do this..."
Sudden! The smile on his face suddenly disappeared!
"Your Excellency, Speaker?" Mas-Ameda suddenly felt that the atmosphere had suddenly changed, and the surrounding air seemed to become cold!
"... Postponing tomorrow's meeting, just saying that I am ill." Sheev Palpatine said coldly, "I have something to do and I need to go out and help me cover it up."
"However, our topic tomorrow is very important, and it may be related to our situation in the north..."
Sheev Palpatine slowly turned his head, his emotionless eyes looking at Mas Ameda, as if he were looking at a corpse! His voice was slow, low, and hoarse, as if it came from the mouth of a demon from another dimension, "I said,
Postpone the meeting. "
Mas Ameda was suddenly sweating profusely. He fell to his knees with a thud and said tremblingly: "Yes... yes... I'll do it right away!"
