1462. Training (Part 1)
"Loser...?" Darth Lilim was stunned, not quite understanding what his master meant.
Darth Malthael sneered and said, "Yes, loser." He threw from his hand a rotten and rusted high crown. This was the high crown worn by Macha Ragnos.
He continued: "The Sith Lords of the past generations will take their apprentices to the planet Korriban or other ruins of the ancient Sith empire, allowing them to receive the baptism of the dark side, so that they can gain the power of the dark side. More pure. But...as I said just now, it's just the cry of a loser."
He looked at Darth Lilim and said with a sneer: "Because these Sith ghosts failed in the war with the Galactic Republic, their hearts are full of resentment. Coupled with the existence of the dark side force, their hearts are filled with resentment. Negative emotions can persist for a long time. When Force-sensitive people step into such a place, they will naturally be easily taken advantage of by these ghosts. Their own Force will be affected by the ghosts of the Sith, and their emotions will become extreme. , the deep-rooted hatred for the Galactic Republic will also be passed down from those Sith ghosts..."
Darth Malthael's expression turned cold, and the smile on his face was full of ridicule, "And what I want is not for my servants to accept the so-called inheritance of those losers! What I want is the winner. , The horn of the conqueror! Hehehehehe..."
Darth Lilim prostrated himself on the ground again, "Master, you have conquered this place and conquered the Dark Lord's Valley!"
"Conquer, part of it." Darth Malthael said, "I have taken care of Marka Ragnos and the scoundrels around him... Ludo Klesh, Naga Sar These guys have always followed the lead of Maca Ragnos, so they have all become part of my lightsaber."
He looked back at the huge valley that was completely obscured by the wind and darkness, and continued: "Here, there are still many powerful beings sleeping. They have either fallen into eternal sleep, or stayed in their own tombs. In it, everything happens by default... Anyway, now, I am here... the King of the Undead!"
"Congratulations, master!" Darth Lilim said quickly.
Darth Malthael smiled coldly and said: "As for you, I will give you a chance. Kill me..."
Darth Lilim was shocked and raised his head in disbelief, his eyes full of horror, "Master, this..."
"Is it difficult to understand? Kill me, and you will get everything here! Including the Dawn Planet..." Darth Malthael's sneer gradually subsided, and the expression on his face gradually became ferocious. He raised the The hilt of the lightsaber was twisted and terrifying. The 18 black gems on the hilt were like 18 eyes staring at her, "Kill me, or be killed by me!"
Darth-Lilim was kneeling on the ground, not daring to raise his head, "Master, if I do anything wrong, please punish me! But... but I absolutely cannot do it by swinging my sword at Master..."
"So, between my orders and your loyalty, you chose the latter?" Darth Malthael's eyes began to contain a terrifying murderous intent.韠
"Master...I..." Darth-Lilim was frightened and didn't know what to say.
"What? Do you want me to repeat the order a second time?" The end of the hilt of the sword in Darth Malthael's hand was activated instantly, and a black blade was shot out instantly. At the same time, a cold breath came to his face, and even Even the soul will be frozen, "If this is the case, then you will also become a part of death!"
Darth Lilim trembled all over, "Master..."
The next second, the lightsaber in her hand shot out instantly. There was already a powerful lightning attached to the lightsaber, and in this flash of lightning, it went straight to Darth Malthael's chest!
Uh-huh! ! Darth Malthael turned the long lightsaber hilt sideways in his hand and blocked the blow with only the hilt! Then he pushed hard, and the powerful force wave hit Darth Lilim like a train. She vomited blood and was knocked several meters away.
Darth Malthael didn't give her any time to react.
In the meantime, he rushed forward again brandishing his lightsaber.
He holds the long sword hilt in a posture that is both normal and strange. It's normal because although his lightsaber is a double-headed lightsaber, he only activated the blade at one end, and the position where he holds the sword is very close to the sword at that end, which is equivalent to using the long hilt as a Used with an ordinary one-handed lightsaber.韠
But the strange thing was that when he swung the sword, his other hand kept lightly holding the other end of the sword hilt. This posture made his sword-swinging movements seem a bit awkward. If it had been someone else, his hands would have been mixed together and knotted. However, in the hands of Darth Malthael, it seemed so natural.
Darth-Lilim didn't bother to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth. She gathered her energy and swung her lightsaber like a strong wind. The Force lightning attached to the lightsaber was like a poisonous snake, and sometimes it would It suddenly stretches out and wraps around like a whip, and sometimes retracts, making his lightsaber become extremely powerful.
She had noticed that although Darth Malthael did not use the terrifying force of death, the lightsaber in his hand was still deadly, and he had no intention of leaving her a way to survive!
Although his master's swordsmanship had been learned from Adela Katis before, his third and fourth sword techniques were actually practiced by Adela Katis for him. But his talent is terrifying, and his swordsmanship has grown extremely fast. And now, even if he doesn't use his crushing force of death, he can already suppress himself steadily with his swordsmanship alone!
Darth-Lilim was extremely horrified. Even as her master's slave, she still had her own pride, and that was her swordsmanship. But at this moment, this pride was severely crushed in front of the master!
But at the same time, a sense of calmness also emerged in her heart.
Now that the master's sword skills have become perfect, then I will die by the master's sword and become a stepping stone for him to dominate the galaxy...
"You are too weak..." Darth Malthael said suddenly.
Darth Lilim's beautiful eyes suddenly widened, but the next second, she saw a black light getting closer and closer in front of her eyes. At this moment, she raised her lightsaber to block it!
"Perhaps, I am too kind to you, right? You may think that by becoming my slave and meeting all my demands, you can live such a comfortable life? Hahahaha..." Das Masai Er's voice sounded like a demon, "Look at what you look like now! What's the difference between you and those pampered Jedi Knights!"
Another sword slashed at him, and Darth Lilim retreated continuously.
"You seem to be satisfied with sitting in the north and commanding a fleet? Do you know why I haven't touched you for so long?" Darth Malthael's expression was ferocious, "Because of your weak and flashy appearance. , it makes me feel sick when I see it!! Until now, you still haven’t figured out why I want you to come here?”
"I...I'm not!!" Darth-Lilim screamed, waving the lightsaber again to greet him!
