After watching Darth Masseyin'er leave the bridge, Ling Liang gave the Hermit a military salute and said meticulously: "Mr. Hermit, I appreciate your help in the coming time."
The hermit nodded and said nothing. He just stared at another screen.
On the sensor screen displayed on this screen, it seems that a drone is monitoring and photographing a large piece of damage on the bow of the Xuanwu caused by the impact just now.
The Xuanwu did not open the bow shield when it hit just now. What you want is to feel the feedback shock at the moment of impact! Enjoy the friction sound caused by the metal collision during the impact! Listen to the sound of the Republic warship being crushed.
Wail!
There is no doubt that this is also the order of the dead angel.
No matter how important and critical he is to the future of the Galactic Republic, he is still a Sith! An evil Sith Lord! The hermit roared in his heart.
Sith Lords have no moral code, they only have their own goals, their own interests, and their own whims.
And now the deceased angel, who had no disguise at all in front of him, showed this side even more brazenly.
At this time, the change in the picture suddenly attracted the hermit's attention, because he discovered that the damage caused by the impact of the Xuanwu just now was being restored at a speed visible to the naked eye!
The reason why it is so obvious is that the place where it was hit was a corner of the bow of the ship. It was completely broken and shattered during the impact. The fragments were mixed into the wreckage of the Jaeger-class ship and were never found again.
But now, this sharp corner is rapidly re-forming its structure and then recovering quickly!
In less than a minute, it was back to normal!
"Oh, Mr. Hermit, you are looking at this." Ling Liang noticed his gaze and said politely, "This is a self-replicating nano-robot, specially used to repair ship hulls. But during the self-replication process
It consumes a lot of electrical energy, so it cannot be turned on all the time, but now that the battle situation is relatively relaxed, it doesn't matter if it wastes some energy. Battleship engineers call this system...'violent defense'. Maybe they feel that these nanorobots are really useful when building battleships.
Very violent, right? Ha."
Ling Liang didn't know the origin of the hermit. She only knew that she was the assistant appointed by the deceased angel, so she naturally got to know her a lot and even made a little joke.
Such a repair speed, coupled with such a terrifying fleet shield system, and an equally terrifying interference matrix system! Even if the Xuanwu goes directly to the enemy fleet and makes a circle and comes back, it will be safe and sound!
The Galactic Republic probably doesn’t really understand the horror of this battleship!
The hermit secretly thought in his heart, is this the power controlled by the Sith Lord? The Milky Way may really be changing...
Under the cover of the coarse robe, he clenched his fists again, and even touched the hilt of the lightsaber with one hand. He desperately suppressed his impulse and prevented himself from pulling out the lightsaber and destroying everyone on this terrible battleship.
Kill them all.
Adi Gallia, who had been standing aside, looked back at him and said, "Mr. Hermit, you have been busy for a long time just now. How about going for a glass of juice?"
The hermit nodded, and without even bothering to say hello to Ling Liang, he staggered toward the bar in the corner of the bridge.
Adi Gallia said goodbye to Ling Liang, and then sat down with the hermit, "A glass of strong wine and a glass of apple juice."
"Rer." The robot waiter immediately brought two glasses, and then under the hermit's somewhat surprised gaze, Adi Gallia raised his head and drank the glass of strong wine directly.
Then she put down the cup and pushed the clear apple juice in front of the hermit, who took a brief sip through a straw.
"The glass of wine just now is no different to plain water to me." Adi Gallia stared at the hermit and said, "I don't know who you are, but the force tells me that I should know you. And
The Force in you is still bright, so why did you come to the Angel of Death?"
"The Force in you is still on the light side. Although it is no longer pure, your original intention is still firm. Master Adi Gallia." The hermit said seriously.
"Because, I am already a living dead, just like Shire Taqi. And I don't know how long I can stay conscious." Adi Gallia said, "So, I want to chat while I can still
I’ll talk to you when the time comes.”
"Siri-Taqi, is dead."
"I know, you killed him. The video has been widely circulated on the black Internet in the underground world. Before you fought, you seemed to have chatted with her for a while? Do you know her?" Adi Gallia then shook his head and smiled bitterly,
"Oh yes, of course you know him. You are undoubtedly from the Jedi Order."
She sighed, "I died... lost to the Angel of Death in the Battle of Terminus. Then, he resurrected me, and I could not resist his will and could only serve him. But
, a person resurrected by the Angel of Death will gradually lose consciousness and gradually turn into a real walking corpse... I have always relied on my Force to support me, but I don't know how long I can hold on...
"
"Resurrection...such an ability actually exists?" The hermit was a little surprised.
"That's right...I watched helplessly as Master Green Betty and Master Aiden Ward turned into unconscious killing machines, and then I watched them being sent to die on the battlefield of Malastar Planet...
Adi Gallia shook his head, "This is the ability of the Angel of Death, the ability to play with life. He can not only heal wounds, but also bring the dead back to life, and in turn, he can also simply deprive others of their lives..."
Adi Gallia asked the robot waiter to give her another glass of strong wine, drank it down again, and then said: "What scares me most is that the Angel of Death is getting stronger and stronger every day.
It's getting darker and darker. To put it bluntly, even compared to the day I just met him, in less than half a year, his temper has changed a lot. He has become more violent and cruel... Just like
He would not have done the impact command just now..."
"Oh? Is it because of sympathy?" the hermit asked.
"It's because it's meaningless." Adi Gallia glanced at the hermit and said: "The angel of death has always had a very strong purpose in doing things, and he rarely does superfluous things. But now, some things are just to vent his heart.
Dark and violent things have begun to increase, and this is where I am a little worried - because he may not be able to control his growing dark side power."
"With the power that the Angel of Death currently possesses, once he loses control, it will be catastrophic to the entire galaxy. Is this why you stay with him?" the hermit asked.
"No, the reason I stayed is because of Coruscant..." Adi Gallia said, "The Angel of Death allowed me to see the other side of this galaxy... the other side shrouded in fog... I saw it.
, the deep darkness that Coruscant cannot break! Mr. Hermit, the Galactic Republic has long been penetrated by darkness."
"This is because another Sith Lord, Darth Sidious, is the Speaker of the Galactic Parliament, Sheev Palpatine." The hermit said slowly.