1202. King of the Undead (Part 1)
The number of corpses and ghosts gathered in the Sith Academy has reached tens of thousands, and more corpses are constantly crawling out of the yellow sand!
Das-Masayir didn't look away, he just walked along the stairs step by step. One floor, two floors, three floors...
But every step he takes now, the extremely rich dark side force and the power of death overflow. The terrifying power even causes black footprints to be formed wherever he steps, and traces of black smoke are emitted. come out.
Strong power is not a good thing at the moment, because it means that the power may be out of control and may backfire.
This is a ritual, a ritual filled with darkness and death.
He controls these undead, and these undead affect him. At this moment, it was as if there were countless people whispering, cursing, and yelling in his ears. If he was not careful, he would be drowned in the countless negative emotions brought by these countless undead and become a madman.
However, this ritual must be completed by Darth Malsayin!
Because starting from the time when he was a disciple of Darth Plagueis, he had never been able to fully integrate the dark side force and the power of death in the training he received. After all, the origin of the power of death is unknown, and it is his own thing. Darth Plagueis has no knowledge of it at all, so he just handed over everything he learned to Darth Malsayir and let him Go train yourself.
However, the result of this is that Darth Malsayir usually uses the dark side force when fighting, and only uses the power of death when needed. The two are intertwined with each other, but they fail to blend with each other. .
Darth Malsayir made many exercises and attempts, but was unable to truly combine the two powers into one. And when he went to the planet Dagobah to challenge himself, he realized what he was lacking.
That time, he understood what Darth Plagueis saw when he gave him the Sith title - he saw Tang Xiao.
And it was also that time that he understood what he should do.
He finally understood that in order to explore the deeper truth, he must first do one thing——
Become Masayir!
Angel of Death, Angel of Wisdom!
The power of wisdom has not yet been fully realized. What he has to do now is to control death.
For this reason, what Darth Malsayel lacks is a mark of his own!
The mark of the king!
Once he puts this mark on himself, then he will become...
King of the Immortal, Angel of Death!
Only then will the power of death truly become his power.
In this galaxy, no place is as full of darkness and death as the planet Korriban!
Not only because the planet Korriban has been destroyed and reborn several times, but also because it was once the holy land of the Sith! And the Sith worship death!
Countless Sith kings are buried here. From the moment these Sith kings died, they also embraced death and became part of the way of the Sith and became part of death.
For them, this is a sublimation.
This is Korriban, the holy land of the Sith and the holy land of death!
Darth Malsayir will be crowned king on the planet Korriban!
When he conquers everything here, he will truly become the half-body of Malsayil, the Angel of Death. From that moment on, he will become a demigod.
However, if he wants to think about the Dark Lord's Valley and challenge the countless dead Sith kings, Darth Malsayir simply cannot do it now. He must step by step and embark on his own path to becoming a king here in the Sith Academy.
He summoned countless undead and let these undead follow his footsteps. At the same time, he also allowed these undead to break through the shackles they once had - the chasm between slaves and Sith, that is, the division between the lower and upper levels of the Sith Academy. boundaries.
The dead originally did not dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool, and even did not dare to set foot on the stairs leading to the upper level. However, under the control of Darth Malsayin, they took this step and rushed up the stairs!
At the same time, the barrier between Sith and slaves was also broken!
From that moment on, he was confronting the tradition of the Sith, and the will left by countless Sith throughout the entire Sith Academy!
His path has never been the path of the Sith...
He is walking the path of darkness, the path of death!
And when he reaches his peak, he is the way of the Sith!
At least on this point, he was worthy of Darth Plagueis's teachings.
Just like Darth Plagueis, who was rebellious and wanted to explain the Force in a scientific way, Darth Malsayir also wanted to blaze his own path!
And this road is more difficult than he imagined, because only when he truly becomes Massa Yin'er can he see and set foot on his final road that truly belongs to him.
Breaking through the fog and controlling your destiny... is easier said than done...
Darth Malsayir is still moving forward step by step. He not only has to fight against the dark side force of the entire Sith Academy, but also against the mental pressure brought to him by the countless dead.
At this moment, the corpse closest to him, the withered and rotten arm, was less than one meter away from his ankle!
As long as he pauses for a moment, he will be caught by countless dead. Those who thirst for his power and his knowledge will tear him into pieces, body and soul, and then carry his fragments to wander around Korriban forever. In the desert.
However, every time Darth Malsayin takes a step forward, the pressure from the Sith Academy will increase!
This cannot be allowed! The will of the Sith cannot allow this class-breaking behavior!
Darth Malsayil was already struggling. He even pulled out his lightsaber. Countless black spirits surrounded him, using the power of the lightsaber to activate his own dark side force to resist the will of the Sith. pressure.
During this process, the power of death and the force of the dark side were continuously compressed and fused in his body, gradually becoming his own power - the force of death!
Darth Masayil said nothing, but the expression on his face became more and more ferocious. He has reached the limit now, but there are still ten steps left from the top!
There is no retreat, only forward, or death!
No, in this case, death is a mercy! If he fails, what awaits him will be eternal torture!
Level one!
As Darth Malsayir took this step, his body began to undergo amazing changes.
He began to grow old rapidly, fifty, sixty, seventy years old...
move on! Second level, third level, fourth level...
As he stepped forward step by step, Das-Masayir's skin began to dry up at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if the moisture had been extracted.
Level 7, Level 8, Level 9...
Darth Malsayir's body has completely collapsed, and he now looks like a skeleton wrapped in a layer of skin!
At this moment, the Sith Academy has become a sea of the dead!
Hundreds of thousands of the dead have completely filled the metal pyramid, squeezing one another along the stairs, layer upon layer, and standing on the bodies of other dead in the untrodden areas.
In the end, it became a pyramid of the dead!
Countless hands stretched out desperately towards Darth Malsayir, trying to catch him.
The nearest corpses stretched out their withered hands and had already reached Darth Malsayil's calf! So this hand grabbed it hard!
At the same time, Darth Malsayir took the final step!
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