"Death? Hehehehe...Interesting..." Das-Masayir stood up again, his expression once again became extremely ferocious, "I am the incarnation of death! And you actually want me to die.
…Hehehehe, hahahahaha!”
"This is a restricted area for the living. And you, no matter how close you are to death, you are still a living being! Hahahaha!" Marka Ragnos laughed ferociously, "Look at what you look like now! It's very strange.
Quick, you will become one of us! Hahahahaha!"
"This...seems like a good idea." Das-Masayir suddenly showed a strange smile.
Then he sat cross-legged on the ground again, in a meditative posture, and then spread out his hands. In his hands, he grabbed nine jet-black gems! They were the nine ancient Sith Lords he had just killed in that dark world!
Of course, in a strict sense, it is not to kill them, but to imprison and seal them with the powerful force of death.
This has nothing to do with whether the power is strong or not, it is simply because the death force he practices can truly contact these Sith ghosts.
From another perspective, the force of death is a bridge that can communicate between the real world and the ideal world of the force just now.
Then, Das-Masayir took out a bunch of parts. Among the parts, there were several white Kyber crystals. The white Kyber crystals represent pure natural crystals that have not been processed in any way.
After placing these parts in front of him, Darth Malsayel closed his eyes and actually started meditating right here!
"Do you want to die?" Marka Ragnos roared loudly in the distance.
"Why do you curse me to death again and again? Don't you think this is ridiculous?" Darth Malsayin did not open his eyes, but just taunted, "Now that I am here, you can try to kill me.
me?"
"Death~~~!
!" Marka Ragnos let out a terrifying roar regardless, and countless Sith ghosts appeared again. They surrounded the surroundings, waving their invisible claws to catch Darth Malsayir.
However, something surprising happened. These ghosts could not even get closer to Darth Malsayir! No matter how they roared, roared, collided, or tore apart, they could not touch him!
It was as if there was an invisible barrier beside Darth Malsayir, making it impossible for them to touch it.
Discovering such an anomaly, Marka Ragnos was extremely angry. His figure appeared next to Darth Malsayir again and rushed over in person, but was still blocked!
In anger, Marka Ragnos began to curse. Once this guy started to curse, he would never stop. He cursed everything, from the eighteenth generation of Darth Malsayir's ancestor to his current butt.
It's a stone that's pressing down, and you'll scold whatever you see.
When they were fighting just now, this guy kept talking, which was completely different from the other Sith Lords who kept silent and just kept their mouths shut. But now he found that he couldn't touch Darth Ma at all.
After Sayur, he even used his ability to scold Darth Plagueis to the point of being autistic, and continued to scold Darth Plagueis around him.
However, Darth Malsayil turned a deaf ear and just said indifferently, "Did you know? Since the Death Force can build a bridge between the real world and the Force World, it can naturally also bridge this bridge.
Just tear it down. It’s that simple.”
Hearing this, Marka Ragnos cursed even more fiercely.
He has noticed that Darth Malsayir is very weak now, and any Sith apprentice can kill him at this time. But the problem is, on this planet of Korriban, where there is almost no life, and that life
The Valley of the Dark Lord, which no one is allowed to enter, where can I find someone?
There are only these Sith ghosts here, and after their attempt to pull Darth Malsayil into the world of the Force and kill him was shattered, they themselves have been weakened a lot, and it is already difficult to deal with them.
The real-world impact is much greater.
Now, Darth Malsayir has directly closed the door and stopped playing with them! This almost made Marka Ragnos so angry that he exploded!
So swearing became his only way to vent his anger.
However, at this moment, Darth Malsayin'er had already started his actions. After isolating the attacks of those ghosts, he quickly adjusted his state. He integrated what he had just realized and seemed to feel that he had touched the force.
A little edge of the world.
In fact, he had failed in the confrontation with the ghosts of these ancient Sith Lords. Although he was able to fight his way out of the dark world just now, he was also seriously injured. If it were not for the force of death, such injuries would
It has already made him coma and shock.
The reason why he failed was because although he could defeat these ghosts, he could not conquer them. If he could not conquer them, his dark ritual would not be completed, and he would not be able to truly become the incarnation of death.
He had successfully taken the first step in the Sith Academy, which also started when he conquered the ghosts of countless Sith teachers and students in the Sith Academy.
But just now, he had a new understanding of the Force.
For the cultivation of the Force, thinking and understanding are far more important than training and practice.
So now, he is going to make a new attempt... This attempt will consume his last force. If he fails, he will not be able to get out of the Dark Lord Valley, as Marka Ragnos said.
Just the same, he will become a part of this place.
What's even more miserable is that he doesn't even have his own tomb.
But he will not back down! Not only because if he goes back, then Darth Sidious's eyes will be on Korriban again, and he will not have a second chance. But also because, as a person who wants to become
If he, the incarnation of death, retreats in front of these long-dead ancient Sith Lords, then he will never be able to take this step again!
One part flew up out of thin air under the force of the force, and then spliced with another part in mid-air. After a while, the third part flew up and spliced together.
Darth Malsayir is making his own new lightsaber!
This process is very slow, one piece after another. The riveting of these parts is very strange, and even during the process, Darth Malsayir will use the Force to forcibly twist these parts, and then combine them in a very strange way.
stand up.
A sword hilt, or rather a metal stick, gradually took shape, but the countless twisted parts made the hilt look uncomfortable.
It’s so confusing! It’s so distorted! It’s like looking at a photo of Jupiter’s atmosphere. The distorted scene makes people go crazy just looking at it!
