"Angel of Death? This name shouldn't appear here!" Pang Krel said pretending to be nonchalant, "This matter needs to be kept highly confidential. Who else knows?"
"I am the only one who knows, and then you, General," the clone commander said.
"The appearance of the name of the dead angel on the planet Umbala is no small matter! Maybe this battle is not so simple. I will handle this matter, and you continue to do your work. The three words of the dead angel must not be
Tell anyone! Otherwise, you will be punished for leaking secrets!" Pang Krel lowered his voice and said, "Now, let people block the tower immediately and no one is allowed to approach!"
"Yes!" The clone commander stood at attention, saluted, and replied firmly.
Pang Krel waved his hand to let him leave as soon as possible, and then walked quickly towards the tower.
More than a dozen heavily armed clone soldiers have arrived around the tower and sealed off the place.
Pon-Krel came to the control center of the tower and saw an encrypted communication flashing. However, the content of this communication was encrypted, but there was a clear signature - the deceased angel. It was as if he was afraid of others.
Can't see the same.
Opening the communication, the content of the communication was only a short line of text, and unexpectedly, Pang Krel read the content directly - 'I am, the Angel of Death'!
Pon-Krell frowned, because this communication was not actually encrypted communication, but was written in the language of the ancient Sith Empire. The clone soldiers did not deliberately use a decoder to compile it, but just blinked and looked at it.
It's true that I don't know him.
But as a Jedi Master, you should definitely know this kind of writing!
In other words, this communication is only for the Jedi Knights to read!
Pon-Krel hesitated and clicked on the message again. There was a rustling sound from the encrypted communication terminal. After a few seconds, a voice came from the other end of the communicator.
"Master Pon-Krel, it seems that you have made up your mind."
Pon-Krel narrowed his eyes. The voice sounded young and not energetic, as if the person was weak and tired.
There is no oppression from the powerful dark side force, and there is no eerie aura. It seems that there is just a sick young man on the other end of the encrypted communication in hyperspace.
Such a person cannot be the Sith Lord or the Angel of Death!
Pang Krell's tone gradually became colder, "I don't want to make any jokes, kid. You are talking to a Jedi Master!"
"Don't...make any assumptions about my identity, Master Krell. Because now, only I can save your life from your stupid plan." The voice said.
"The capital of the planet Umbala is about to be captured! The Galactic Republic will usher in another decisive victory! I don't need anyone to care about my own life." Pon-Krel said coldly.
"Decisive victory? On the planet Umbala? Hahahahaha..." The voice laughed sarcastically, "If this thing really happens, then you will be very disappointed, right?"
"What on earth do you want to say?" Pang Krel was shocked.
"You have seen the failure of the Galactic Republic, the destruction of the Jedi Order, and... the establishment of a new order, very good... This shows that your Force precognition is stronger than most Jedi Masters, very good
.You want to bury two entire clone legions of the Galactic Republic on the planet Umbala, as a stepping stone for you in the new order, to pursue the power and status you desire," said the voice.
"Are you really an angel of death?" Pang Krel was shocked beyond measure, because this was a secret hidden deep in his heart, and no one knew it except himself!
But now, the sickly voice on the other end of the communicator said it all!
"I am the Governor of Dawn Planet, Tang Xiao, and I am drinking afternoon tea now. So, don't pay attention to my voice. I just want to be honest with you, instead of playing with those false so-called momentum." Tang Xiao said indifferently.
, "Your feeling is not wrong, Tang Xiao, I haven't been feeling well these days."
He was telling the truth, but saying it in this way would only make Pang Krel think in another direction.
Tang Xiao is indeed in very poor health now. After using the Dark Reaper to drain away the powerful and violent dark side force from Karnes-Mur, his own strength is also extremely weak.
It happened that at this time, the situation on the planet Umbala, which he had been telling the intelligence department to pay attention to, changed again, and he had to respond to this.
Master Pon-Krell, a war hero of the Jedi Order, is also a very powerful lightsaber duelist and can be said to be the perfect fighter.
In the original plot, he wanted to sabotage the Galactic Republic's operations during the Battle of Umbala, and took this as an opportunity to defect to the dark side. However, he misjudged the loyalty and determination of the clone soldiers, and ultimately failed.
Now, Tang Xiao would never want to miss such a thug who could be said to be coming to his door. However, his current condition is really not good, so he can only treat Pang Clay with half-truths and half-deceptions.
Stop it.
Master Pon-Krell completely believed this time, because the information that Tang Xiao, the governor of the Dawn Planet, was the Sith Lord - the Death Angel - who had been lingering behind the darkness of the galaxy since the beginning of the war, had been conveyed.
Some Jedi Masters with more combat tasks are given here.
As one of the most active frontline Jedi Masters, Pang Krell naturally knew this top-secret information.
He said seriously: "The Jedi Order has long been corrupted. They have become the lackeys of the Republic and will surely perish with the fall of the Republic. This is not the ending I want..."
"You have seen a lot of things, but you have also missed a lot of things. You have made the right decision. A new order is about to be established, and the Jedi Order will be destroyed with the establishment of the new order. You cannot be immune to it. But your
The question is, what do you want?" Tang Xiao asked back.
"I want strength! Power! Wealth! I want to be above everything else!" Pon-Krel clenched his fists.
"Then I suggest that you go to Count Dooku. The Confederation of Independent Systems can easily satisfy these things, especially for a powerful Jedi Master like you." Tang Xiao's voice had a hint of joking.
"Why is it Count Dooku instead of coming to you? If the information I got is correct, Count Dooku is not the Sith Lord, right?" Pang Krell's expression darkened.
"Yes, Count Dooku's name, the so-called Darth Tyranus, is not recorded in the Book of Sith. He is indeed not a Sith Lord." Tang Xiao said.
"Then why..."
"Ah, because you don't deserve it."
"What did you say?!"
"Hehehehe... Poor Pon-Krel, do you really think that winning a few battles will make you valuable in my eyes? No, no, no, your value is not even comparable to this Umbala planet.
." Tang Xiao sneered.
"You are looking for me because of the planet Umbala?!" Pang Krel's chest rose and fell rapidly, and the anger in his chest was building.
"That's right. The fleet of the Federation of Independent Systems cannot stop you from landing directly near the capital of Umbala, so in the face of your surprise attack, their capital cannot be defended for too long." Tang Xiao said, "And you are in the clone army.
Those little tricks you pulled will not help the entire battle except to involve yourself."
"This is your incompetence and weakness! It has nothing to do with me!" Pon-Krel roared.
"Well, then the destruction of the Jedi Order and the Galactic Republic in this wave that spread throughout the galaxy is just your incompetence and weakness. What does it have to do with me?" Tang Xiao retorted.
"What do you want?" Pang Krel finally suppressed the anger in his heart and asked in a deep voice.
"Help the Confederacy of Independent Systems to win victory on the Umbala planet. Come back alive and go to Count Dooku. Then... when you are ready to face the real darkness, come to me again." Tang Xiao said.
"What should I do?"
"Count Dooku's dark disciple Asajj Ventress is coming to the planet Umbala, but the Confederacy currently has insufficient mobile fleets and cannot send too many robot troops. Therefore, you need to delay the speed of the clone troops.
Giving the Umbala more time to mobilize reinforcements is the correct way to win...rather than engaging in the fratricidal war you planned, which will only expose you faster."
