The rotting corpses of Darth Plagueis swarmed up and rushed towards Darth Malthael, but now, he did not sit still and wait for death. The lightsaber in his hand was indestructible, and he forcefully attacked countless walking corpses.
Fight a bloody path!
Force lightning flashed across, and the rotting corpses were electrocuted into charcoal. Force waves hit them, and pieces of rotting corpses were directly knocked away and shattered into pieces.
This time when he went out, he did not bring Little Klesh's gauntlet with him, because what he had to face was himself.
Darth Plagueis's corpses were almost endless, and Darth Malthael's killing never stopped. He fought all the way in, killing thousands of corpses. Such consumption was enough.
Even he, a Sith Lord, was a little overwhelmed.
But the killings still didn't stop.
The rotten corpse he killed turned into a mass of smelly black water after falling to the ground, seeping into the ground and disappearing, but soon, a new rotten corpse crawled out from the black water.
There were so many of these rotting corpses, and they were so powerful that they barely felt any pain. They just kept coming up. Darth Malthael was bitten everywhere on his palms, back, and feet. Many times, he was bitten.
He even had to squeeze through the carrion.
He was moving deeper into the cave step by step.
The blood-red lightsaber illuminated the dark cave. Under this constantly shaking blood-red light, the demons and monsters in the darkness looked even more terrifying.
The vengeful spirits controlled by him around Darth Malthael also worked wonders at this time. These vengeful spirits actually began to eat the rotting corpses of Darth Plagueis, and they got directly into the body.
The bodies of the rotting corpses gnawed wildly, and the rotting corpses that had been chewed by these resentful spirits shriveled up directly, then turned into a ball of fly ash and disappeared without a trace, never to stand up again.
As the number of wraiths increased and became stronger, Darth Malthael's massacre became even crazier! In the cave, there were flashes of swords, lightning, thunder, and huge noises.
At the entrance of the cave, the heroic spirit of Qui-Gon Jinn just looked inside quietly, with an indifferent expression and said nothing.
I don’t know how long the killing lasted, and I don’t know how many rotten corpses were killed, but the cave continued to stretch, as if it would never end.
But the resentful spirits controlled by him continued to eat the rotting corpses, and finally the number of rotting corpses began to decrease, and his pressure became less and less. Finally, he stopped.
Because he saw a skeleton with countless markings carved on it, just like tattoos.
The strange thing is that when seeing this skeleton, the rotting corpses of Darth Plagueis around him solidified one by one, then turned into fly ash and dissipated directly.
"Is this the answer I want? No, far from it." Darth Malthael looked at the skeleton and found nothing to point out.
He raised his lightsaber and waved it, and the black smoke-like resentful spirits around him flew towards him.
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
The vengeful spirits did not return to his lightsaber as before, but concentrated on the skeleton! No matter how Darth Malthael controlled it, the vengeful spirits did not react at all!
More and more resentful spirits gathered on the skeleton, more and more, and finally the skeleton seemed to be moving! The skin began to grow, and the bones began to elongate and deform...
After an extremely dark and deep fog dissipated, a thin and slender man wearing a black cloak, wearing a ventilator, and with eyes like torches stood in front of him.
Darth Plagueis!!
Darth Malthael took a deep breath, stretched his tired body, looked at Darth Plagueis, who was looking at him with cold eyes, and said lightly: "It seems...
Just kill you, right?"
Darth Plagueis's voice was extremely low, "At least, your thinking mode is already that of a qualified Sith Lord, Darth Malthael. But it is a pity that apart from that, you are useless.
You can't even see the nature of power clearly, so why would you want to pursue that higher existence?"
"You're just a loser who went astray, Plagueis." Darth Malthael raised his hand, and swoosh!! The blood-red lightsaber was activated again.
"What did I see? What did I feel? What did I teach you? Hehehehehe..." The figure of Darth Plagueis in front of him suddenly became a little ethereal, and then, a metal sword hilt appeared in front of him.
In his hand, with a swishing sound, the lightsaber activated!
A ferocious smile appeared on the corner of Darth Malthael's mouth, "...Actually, Darth Plagueis, he usually doesn't use a sword."
As soon as he finished speaking, Darth Malthael's body turned into a line of smoke and rushed forward! At the same time, Darth Plagueis also turned into a line of smoke and faced him head-on!
The silhouettes of the two people were as fast as lightning. Apart from the two clouds of smoke, their fighting movements could not be seen clearly at all! The two lightsabers were like two rainbows, drawing complex traces in the air.
, and then collide dozens of times in an instant!
Although Darth Plagueis generally does not use a sword, he is proficient in all seven sword styles. He constantly switches between different sword styles, sometimes solid and heavy, sometimes aggressive and violent, sometimes cunning and weird. Darth Plagueis
Thayer could only resist with all his strength. Although he could now be called a master of lightsaber swordsmanship, there was still a huge gap compared with Darth Plagueis.
The two figures were still fighting at high speed, leaving dozens and hundreds of scorching scratches on the surrounding cave walls at a speed invisible to the naked eye. The rocks everywhere inside the cave were shattered by the collision of the two powerful forces.
It exploded, and then flew up again under the influence of the powerful force, like countless bullets!
The control of the gravel continued to change between the two people's force, and finally it continued to surround them, constantly rolling, and then turned into finer gravel, and was involved in the tornado formed by the force around them.
"If you can't see through the nature of power, you will die here! Then... I will be reborn in your body!" Darth Plagueis smiled ferociously, his speed getting faster and faster, and his power getting stronger and stronger.
The bigger, "What did I see? What did I feel? What did I teach you?"
Darth Malthael gritted his teeth and used all his strength to resist.
The Darth Plagueis in front of him, whether he is a phantom or not, is the only super powerful enemy he has ever seen! It's not that he has never fought against Darth Plagueis, but this one in front of him is obviously trying to kill him
To death!
If this continues, there is only a dead end!
What did he see? What did he feel? What did he teach me?
This is exactly the answer I'm looking for!
Darth Malthael's pupils began to emit golden light.