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After ending the communication, Count Dooku stood up and saw Darth Malthael leaning in the shadows with his arms folded across his chest. Although he could not see clearly, his cold eyes under the hood were full of emotion.
Looking at him with a joking expression.
"I need an explanation... the Death Angel." Count Dooku said in a deep voice, "The Dark Reaper can effectively attack the Republic, but you just let this powerful weapon be destroyed in front of you? You don't think we have
Is it powerful enough to compete with the Republic?"
"You didn't understand what I said to you before, Darth Tyranus." Darth Malthael said calmly, "The Dark Reaper is indeed powerful, but this thing is not yours after all.
, it has nothing to do with whether I come to Thule Planet or not."
Count Dooku's face darkened. He knew what the other party meant. He could not defend the Dark Reaper under the attack of the Jedi Order. Even if Darth Malthael came to help, so what? Malthael would
Would the Dark Reaper be handed over to him? And to a deeper level, even if he really guarded it, this thing was still not his.
Dark Reaper, belonging to Darth Sidious.
It's not that he doesn't understand this, in fact, that's exactly what happened. He just didn't point out the Death Angel's action in front of Darth Sidious just now.
"What do you want to do between the Republic and the Confederacy?" Count Dooku asked.
"There is no conflict between you and me. Do you know Darth Plagueis?" Darth Malthael asked.
Count Dooku did not answer. He had heard about it, but he knew very little about it, especially Darth Sidious, who had never mentioned this name to him.
"Then you should know Hego Damask II, right?" Darth Malthael asked again.
Count Dooku's expression changed slightly, but he still said calmly: "Is it him? I should have known."
Darth Malthael said: "I'm not interested in knowing what Sidious promised you. However, he can never give you what you desire most. Because... he is just an unlearned person.
Just a traitor."
He raised his hand and waved, and the head of a clone soldier that had just been chopped off and brought back from the battlefield flew in. Then a force of life was injected into the head, and the head that had been dead for a long time suddenly opened.
Opening his eyes, he looked around with cloudy pupils, and then he opened his mouth as if he wanted to scream, but a stream of blood flowed out from the broken throat, and he died again, with an expression of endless fear.
"I can show you more about the power of immortality, Darth Tyranus. Think carefully about what you want..." After Darth Malthael finished speaking, the hatch suddenly opened,
A mercenary who was on guard outside walked in. His face was ashen and he was holding a spherical device with a diameter of about 1 meter in his hand.
It is the core of the Dark Reaper!
"It seems that you are here for the Dark Reaper, isn't it?" Count Dooku's expression was grim.
"That's right, this super weapon no longer belongs to the Jedi Order, nor does it belong to Darth Sidious...but to us." Darth Malthael smiled coldly, walked over and turned the darkness
The core of the Reaper is in hand.
The mercenary looked dull, like a zombie.
Count Dooku's eyes flashed, and he drew his lightsaber and stepped forward to stop him, but he was immediately blocked by an invisible barrier. This invisible force even knocked him to the ground.
At this time, another equally dull mercenary in the cabin next to him had opened the door of the spacecraft, and Darth Malthael directly turned into a black mist and flew out.
At the same time, a red spaceship released its cloaking device and revealed itself. Astonishingly, it had been flying in sync with Count Dooku's spacecraft!
After receiving Darth Malthael, the Sith infiltrator activated the cloaking device again and disappeared into the air...
As he left, the mercenaries immediately fell to the ground like puppets with their strings cut off, turning into corpses that had been dead for a long time.
Count Dooku squatted down. He immediately judged that these corpses had been dead for at least ten minutes. Recalling Darth Malthael's words just now, he said to himself, "Eternal life...?"
He thought for a while, picked up the communicator and connected to Tang Xiao's frequency band, but was told by his assistant that Tang Xiao was currently attending a press conference, speaking publicly to the world to boost war morale.
Count Dooku turned on the holographic network on the spacecraft, looked at Tang Xiao who was giving a speech, and fell into deep thought.
…
Back in the Endor galaxy, on the Glory mothership, Tang Xiao carefully hid the core of the Dark Reaper in the secret room, along with Little Klesh's gauntlet. With his public identity, he naturally could not
Always wear this hand guard.
Looking at these two collections of artifacts from the ancient Sith Empire, Tang Xiao suddenly felt like he was a villainous BOSS. If nothing else, killing him would already drop equipment, and it would still be orange equipment.
.
"I have got the thing back, and for it, I had to appear in front of Count Dooku in advance, which is not in line with my plan." Tang Xiao said coldly.
"But this is also your only chance to get it. Sooner or later it will have a huge effect on you." Lucian Dray's voice came.
"I'll believe you this time." Tang Xiao said, and then immediately cut off the power of death.
He took the private elevator to his office, sat on the sofa, and began to review some documents he had left in the past few days.
After a while, the office door opened and Tang Xiao walked in.
Tang Xiao looked at the person in front of him who looked exactly like him, and suddenly felt very funny. He laughed out loud, "Hahahaha, are you Tang Xiao?"
"I'm Tang Xiao." The man said.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Come on, take a few steps for me." Tang Xiao said.
"Take a few steps." The man walked back and forth in front of Tang Xiao obediently.
"Go out and make a fuss!" Tang Xiao said again.
"Walking around will make you windy." The man repeated.
"Go a thousand miles in a day!" The smile on Tang Xiao's face could no longer be stretched.
"Walking a thousand miles in a day." The man continued to repeat, walking back and forth mechanically.
"Go out...hahahahaha...ahhahahahaha!!!" Tang Xiao couldn't continue, he burst out laughing. He didn't know why, but he just felt that the scene in front of him was very ridiculous and funny.
Some memories that did not belong to this world gradually emerged... He laughed crazily, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be a little sparkling.
He knew that the one in front of him was just a T-850. According to the preset program, it gave the speech on Tang Xiao's behalf at the same time that Tang Xiao was meeting Count Dooku.
According to the program, when should this T-850 use what tone and what expression should it make? These were all carefully planned to ensure that no one would notice any clues.
The important thing is to prevent Count Dooku from connecting Tang Xiao with Darth Malthael.
Tang Xiao laughed wildly for a while, then suddenly raised his hand, and the powerful dark side force suddenly burst out, tearing the T-850 to pieces! Artificial blood splashed everywhere, and he roared with a ferocious expression,
"You are not me!! You are a fucking robot!!!"
Then he returned to his seat, his face extremely gloomy, and the laughter just now seemed like it had never happened.
The voice of the mastermind came: [Lord Governor, according to the schedule, you should go to the planet Cave Bill in 2 hours. Arroyo Barlow of the Salarian engineering team is waiting for you to participate in the maiden voyage of the new generation destroyer.
Ceremony. In addition, the first batch of Martha-class heavy cruisers has also been completed and is waiting for your review.】
Tang Xiao stood up, his expression returned to his original state, he smiled and said: "Clean up this place, mastermind. You should inform Professor Arroyo in advance, and I will go over to see him in advance."
【yes.】
This chapter has been completed!