Das Masayir's eyes just glanced at the stone tablet, and he saw wisps of blue smoke rising from the countless faces on the stone tablet, condensing in the air and not dispersing, like swimming fish.
Still wandering in mid-air.
He crossed the stone monument and came to the stairs in front, ascending step by step. Every time he stepped on a step, there seemed to be a dull knock in the surrounding space. Every knock made the surrounding air become colder...
Countless skeletons gathered in the entrance hall, but they did not dare to step onto the stairs. They just stood there quietly, staring at Darth Malsayir with empty eye sockets.
Countless ghosts are floating in the air, and they also dare not go to where the stairs are, as if there is an invisible wall there.
Because they don't dare.
Because only when you step on this level of stairs can you truly enter the scope of the pyramid. And under the stairs, you are only at the same height as the two slaves kneeling on the ground at the door, carrying the pyramid on their shoulders!
Only when you climb the stairs can you be considered an official Sith. Under the Sith, everyone is a slave!
Since the establishment of the Sith Academy 4,000 years ago, countless people have come here in pursuit of power and knowledge. They are just like the two statues of slaves at the door, just one of those many living beings.
They worked hard to climb up and get admission to the Sith Academy.
But it’s easier said than done!
Official Sith would never look at these people, they just took pleasure in it. They allowed these apprentices to kill each other, watched them plot and plot, and watched countless people fight for an admission certificate...
And those apprentices also tried their best to plot, kill, and fight. Only in this way can they be recognized by the Sith, and then they can step onto this ladder and become the lowest, but also the official Sith!
Almost every admission certificate means the death of thousands of people!
But this is just the beginning!
After becoming a Sith, every step you take, you must trample countless people under your feet, even your former mentor!
The pyramid-shaped Sith Academy means that when you reach the top, you will be the only one...
One Sith!
This is the Sith!
Darth Malsayir walked up the stairs and came to the main hall of the Sith Academy. He walked to the edge of the collapsed railing and looked down at the countless skeletons and ghosts below with an expressionless face.
And the countless skeletons and ghosts slowly turned their heads, always staring in his direction.
The Sith Academy has long been empty. It is impossible to find any Sith books and information here. All that exists here is the endless yellow sand and the endless souls of the dead...
Das-Masayir didn't come here to get anything. He came here just to...
conquer!
for……
die!
The Sith worship death!
And Darth Malsayel, who possesses the power of death, will complete his ritual here!
The ritual of conquest, the ritual of death!
Here he will conquer death!
Darth Malsayil raised one hand, with the palm facing upward. The extremely powerful dark side force and the power of death were condensed in his hand. The power became stronger and stronger, and even some bones and ghosts with fragile bodies could not bear it.
The aftermath of this force was directly washed away into dust...
However, these dust did not dissipate, but were sucked into the hands of Darth Malsayin and became part of his power!
As his strength gathered, Darth Malsayin finally spoke...
What he said was the oldest Sith language, "You come here for power and knowledge... You die for power and knowledge... And even after death, you still come back here because of power and knowledge.
You are still longing for power and knowledge..."
Okay~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The dry upper and lower jaws of countless skeletons kept hitting each other, making gurgling sounds, as if they were trying to say something, but nothing came out.
The power in Darth Malsayin's hands is getting stronger and stronger. The powerful power even formed a beam of light, which shot straight into the sky through the hole in the center of the Sith Academy pyramid!
The beam of light dispersed the sand and dust, dispersed the clouds and mist, dispersed the storm, and reached the sky!
"And I am here to wake you up. I will give you another chance to pursue power and knowledge! Pursue me!"
After saying that, he flipped his palm violently, and the power condensed in his hand spread instantly!
Those skeletons suddenly twisted wildly. They were no longer dull and stiff as before, but now they showed terrifying madness under the power of Darth Malsayel!
"Come! Come to me! Follow my footsteps! Break the prison of the past! Search for my power! Search for my knowledge! Search for my existence!
Then, obey me!" Das-Masayir's voice became louder and louder, and his expression became more and more ferocious.
I saw countless skeletons suddenly moving crazily, and they began to swarm towards the stairs!
The ghosts in mid-air also fell into madness. They let out silent roars and rushed towards Darth Malsayer. They were then blocked by invisible forces, but they had no intention of stopping and kept charging.
! Constantly shouting filial piety!
After Darth Malsayin released his power, he turned around and continued walking up the stairs step by step.
And behind him, countless skeletons and ghosts swarmed in! Under the influence of the power of death, even the entire valley where the Sith Academy was located fell into a terrifying death realm, and countless dead crawled out of the ground.
, they followed Darth Malsayir's footsteps and rushed madly towards the pyramid of the Sith Academy!
Inside the pyramid, the stairs of the first floor hall can no longer accommodate more and more skeletons and ghosts, but there are more dead people rushing forward one after another. In the end, they are layer upon layer, and the dead people coming from behind step on them.
The body in front kept climbing up.
The dead who were pressed below could not move, but they still let out a soundless cry from their rotten and hollow mouths. Countless pairs of dry and rotten arms stretched out in the direction of Darth Malsayir, as if they were trying to cross the space to take him.
catch!
Darth Malsayil went up step by step, and there were more and more dead people behind him. Countless corpses piled up into a terrifying mountain of corpses, and they went higher and higher along the stairs inside the Sith Academy.
Higher and higher!
The entire Sith Academy has become a world of the dead, a sea of the dead... This is a country of the dead! Here, there is only death!
As Darth Malsayel went up step by step, the rich dark side force that shrouded the Sith Academy gradually mixed with his power of death and merged into one!
The countless dead are gradually engulfing the holy land of the Sith Empire.
And Darth Malsayel himself is also under terrible pressure! If he doesn't relax, he will be swallowed up!