The Empire begins with the Fourth Scourge

884. The Dream of the Planet (Part 2)

A spy for the Highland Liberation Organization? Master Windu was shocked, why do these people think so?

He was very sure that no one would know him here. After all, he had left the planet Harunkar since he was a child, and he came here as a special envoy 35 years ago, and very few people could see him.

"Kill him!!" Those people roared and fired wildly.

Master Windu didn't want to do anything wrong, so he quickly dodged to avoid those blaster beams, while running towards the alley behind him.

However, things became more and more wrong. After Master Windu shook off those people, he was seen by another group of people not long after, and they also roared and attacked him!

Whoosh! boom! boom! boom!

Darth Malthael was attracted by the commotion in the city, so he stopped a vehicle carrying people and headed there.

He learned from the smuggling gang bought by him that someone seemed to have seen the leader of the Highland Liberation Organization, and it was he who led the Corunais to attack their stronghold and slaughtered their people.

According to those people's descriptions, the leader was bald, dark-skinned, beardless, and with deep browbones. He clearly looked like Mace Windu!

But Darth Marthael knew that among the Highland Liberation Organization, Karl Vasto and Depa Bilaba were not equal to Master Windu anyway, and it was impossible for them to use It's a boring, useless, and despicable means of framing people.

So, why do these people accurately describe the appearance of Master Windu?

Darth Malthael began to investigate secretly, and finally, he discovered a possibility.

The hover vehicle stopped, and Darth Malthael casually threw out a few credit ingots and walked towards the direction of the gunfire. He jumped directly onto a roof, overlooking the pursuit in the streets and alleys below.

"So, you are here...Mace Windu...hehehehe. Let's play with you first." Darth Malthael smiled coldly.

Now is not the time to fight Mace Windu head-on, his real target is Depa Bilaba, Master Windu, just dessert after dinner.

And at this moment, he has also begun to have some guesses-some very strange and terrifying things are happening on the planet Harlen Carr.

Master Windu already understood that something was wrong, but what he thought was that the Angel of Death might be using some of the remaining influence of Separatism in Pelek-Bau City in advance to try to cause trouble for him.

So he snatched a hoverbike and ran all the way out of the city. He easily broke through the blockade of those smugglers, and then rushed into the almost endless jungle.

The smugglers pursued frantically, but when they reached the outskirts of the jungle, they all stopped and hesitated.

Darth Malthael noticed that they didn't look right, so he mingled with the crowd and asked, "Why didn't you chase after them? That person might be the butcher of the Highland Liberation Front!"

"Forget it buddy, you just came here, right? The jungle in Harunkar can kill people." The smuggler on the side said.

"It's true that I just came here, but I've heard of some things here before. What I heard, it's not so mysterious." Darth Malthael easily changed his voice, making his voice sound He was kind and amiable, and at the same time, he quietly slipped a credit ingot with a face value of 500 credits.

He also found out that those people in Pelek-Bau City are difficult to be influenced by the force's spiritual suggestion, and because his actions are much more convenient than Master Windu, he also patiently tested that not everyone None of them can be affected, but some of them.

These people... and those who claim to have seen Mace Windu slaughter their stronghold have one thing in common-

More or less, they have been in the jungle.

The smuggler received a windfall, and his heart was full of joy. Who came out to eat and eat not because of the heavy money? He pulled Darth Masail aside and said in a low voice: "From the time the Highland Liberation Front appeared, the jungle seemed to be alive. At first the situation was not so serious, and later, people who entered the jungle and were able to come out Fewer and fewer, even if they can come out, it is like going crazy... In the past few days, as long as anyone dared to go in, no one came out."

This person is also an upright person who receives money to do things for others, and then persuaded: "So for your own good, it is best not to go in. There have been rumors that the leader of the Highland Liberation Front has magic, and he turned the entire jungle into Living thing!"

Darth Malthael nodded, taking a deep look into the jungle.

It’s noon at this moment, and it’s still the most common cloudy weather on Harunkar, but from here, the dense jungle is still dark, and the dense shrubs and bushes block the sunlight from entering. On the contrary, it still appears under the reflection of the fog. Come out with a colorful color.

Deciding not to act rashly, he followed the smugglers back to the city, where he slept soundly on a big bed in a luxurious hotel.

...

a starry sky...

Tang Xiao suddenly opened his eyes, and suddenly found himself standing in the middle of the starry sky! There was silence all around, and there were countless stars.

These stars are so far away, and at the same time so close, as if they can be touched by reaching out.

This is……

Tang Xiao was shocked!

This is the dream before I woke up from the Kushen mothership!

This dream... this dream...

He muttered involuntarily, "What did I see... What did I get... What did I give..."

Everything started from this dream, but in this dream, what happened?

The eyes that had already been opened opened again, and Darth Malthael found himself standing in the luxurious double room where he was staying, but at this moment the room was in a mess, as if it had been swept by a tornado .

But he himself was floating in the mid-air of the room, the blood-red lightsaber had already been turned on, and he was holding it in his hand.

On the ground at the side, there were two corpses with different heads, wearing the clothes of a hotel waiter, and there was a young hotel waitress squatting in the corner, quite beautiful.

She looked at Darth Malthael in horror, trembling violently, begging softly, "Please...please, don't, don't kill me...don't...you make me...let me do something... …It will be all right……"

Darth Malthael waved his hand.

With a click, the neck of the beautiful waitress was directly twisted 360 degrees by an invisible force, her eyes were frozen in endless panic, and with a plop, her body fell to the ground.

He fell from mid-air, stepped on the debris on the ground barefoot to the bedside, and overlooked Pelek-Bau from the highest point of the 50-story city.

Under the night, many places were on fire, and there were constant gunshots and explosions.

"Harren Carr...Depa-Bilaba..." Darth Malthael uttered these two names deep in his throat, which was extremely gloomy.

With a wave of his hand, the black cloak flew over to cover himself, put away the lightsaber, and jumped directly from the height of 200 meters on the 50th floor!

He landed directly on a suspended motorcycle, as stable as Mount Tai, and as light as a feather. After starting the engine, the horsepower was fully turned on, passing through the city that suddenly fell into chaos, and flying towards the boundless jungle shrouded in darkness outside the city.