Chapter 964 A single spark can start a prairie fire
964,A single spark can start a prairie fire
"The best of both worlds? Hahahaha... If you have a clear understanding of the current situation of this war, you should understand that no matter how hard we try, we cannot win this war." Count Dooku said coldly.
Darth Malthael smiled faintly and said: "For us, just survive. The Galactic Republic will not be able to survive that time, and Darth Sidious's patience will not be able to survive that time either."
"So you spent so much time planning, and in the end you just said, 'Just survive'?" Count Dooku sneered.
Darth Malthael said: "Have you ever known this sentence - a single spark can start a prairie fire." He raised his eyes and glanced at Count Dooku, and said: "Maybe you don't have much self-awareness, but I have to
What I’m telling you is that the fire you lit in the outer ring of the Milky Way is by no means just the Confederation of Independent Systems..."
He said seriously: "The Confederacy of Independent Systems may not be able to defeat the Galactic Republic, but the flame they ignited will eventually burn the Galactic Republic and even Darth Sidious, who is likely to become the emperor, to ashes!"
"But you also said that without the Confederation of Independent Systems, we are nothing." Count Dooku said solemnly.
"So I tell you, just live. Live until the day this spark finally grows enough to burn everything." Darth Malthael said.
"What's the difference between this and leaving your destiny to others to control?"
"Of course...because you are Count Dooku, the founder of the Confederacy of Independent Systems, the spiritual pillar of separatism, and...the embodiment of freedom and democracy."
Count Dooku snorted coldly and said nothing, but his expression was a little complicated.
"Do you think it's dramatic? I understand you very well, Count Dooku... Your mentality has changed since the Battle of Galederan. You have realized that the so-called democracy and the so-called freedom are just those
They are lazy and undisciplined, completely unwilling to take on any obligations, and only think about the excuses of others to pay for them. They reject civilization and progress, and are always willing to live in their own comfort zone. Even if foreigners invade, they will still have to deal with the sentient beings.
You, the reinforcements, shouted angrily - because you violated their freedom." Darth Malthael's face was full of ridicule.
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He continued, "This galaxy needs power! Only power can prevent those capitalists from unscrupulously using democracy as a weapon. Only power can make those planets assume their obligations. Only power can make the power of the entire galaxy unify.
Only power... can make this galactic civilization, which has been stagnant for thousands of years, move forward again." Darth Malthael's voice gradually became more and more passionate.
Count Dooku still didn't speak, but it was obvious that he deeply agreed with Darth Malthael's words.
Then, Darth Malthael's voice gradually became calmer, "You should know that the so-called freedom and so-called democracy advocated in this galaxy are ultimately just isolationism, anarchy, and the worst of human nature.
……Selfish."
"You see very clearly, Lord Death Angel," Count Dooku said.
"But you must also see this. This kind of thinking is deeply rooted in the Milky Way. Whether it is in a poor outer ring star region or some developed core circle worlds, this kind of thinking has been held since Lusang's reform.
For more than a thousand years, it has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in the galaxy. This kind of power... is very powerful." Darth Malthael smiled, but then his face became solemn and said, "But this is what you and I want.
No? No, absolutely not!”
"Even if you are Count Dooku, the founder of the Confederation of Independent Systems, the spiritual pillar of separatism, and the embodiment of freedom and democracy, what you really want is a regime with great power and strength, where heaven and earth are unified, and orders and prohibitions are enforced.
The country is governed by a strong army, and no one dares to commit any crime in the universe! This is our goal!" Darth Malthael became impassioned, "So before that, let Darth Sidious fight this powerful
'Liberal democracy' will be a bloody mess."
Count Dooku said calmly: "But this is no different from Darth Sidious's plan. Why should I join you?"
Darth Malthael smiled, "Because Sidious just wants to be the emperor, and then become the only...god in the entire galaxy. For him, whether it is the Galactic Republic or the Confederation of Independent Systems, everything
They are all expendable. Because in the eyes of God, everything is an ant... So instead of solving the problem in the Galactic Republic, he will intensify the problem."
"Oh? How to say."
"He only supported some of the vested interests, and then sacrificed other former vested interests, including the trade alliance, in exchange for the support of those who supported him. Then with the support of the super giants who became the oligarchic class
Next, Sidious can slowly carry out his plan to become a god. In this process, he will not care about the governance of the country at all, as long as it does not affect him... Therefore, the Milky Way at that time will only
More corrupt."
"Are these what you saw? Or were you just guessing?"
"The Force has told me enough things..." Darth Malthael smiled faintly.
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At the same time, the capital of the Galactic Republic, Coruscant.
This round of quarrels among the Galactic Parliament has been going on for several days. In fact, this is also the reason why Darth Sidious was so angry about Count Dooku's sudden communication before - and the Confederation of Independent Systems
Compared with the shock in the political arena of the Galactic Republic, it was far more violent.
As the frontline battle continued to lose, the clone troopers and battleship formations suffered huge losses, which also meant that huge amounts of supplies and money continued to evaporate amidst the roar of turbolaser cannons, and the Galactic Republic also began to face a very terrible problem.
…
They have no money.
Now the Republic's fiscal deficit has been rising and has already exceeded the safety line. On the one hand, the government cannot make ends meet. On the other hand, the Kuat Power Shipyard and Kamino Planet continue to put the completed battleships and clone troopers in front of them, demanding that the government continue to do so.
Order purchase.
At the same time, the government of the Republic must grit its teeth and continue to issue military orders.
Because once the production of battleships and clone soldiers stops, the frontline war situation will collapse and more galaxies will fall. And the fall of more galaxies will cause the Republic's finances to suffer a more serious crisis!
