Count Dooku lowered his head and said: "The Plague is on its way to the Port of Parment. Next, the battleship will be overhauled at the Port of Parment. At the same time, I will also verify the structure of the Plague with the data, so that can...
"
"Idiot!!" Darth Sidious suddenly shouted angrily, "Don't explain this to me! I asked you to destroy the Plague! This is the third time! Why are you still dawdling! Do you think it's because of your power?
Can those separatist rubbish compete with me?!"
Count Dooku quickly said: "I dare not... My Lord, I think the Plague can fight against the Republic..."
"I let you destroy it!!" Darth Sidious used the Force this time!
Count Dooku felt as if he was hit by a truck and was knocked away by an invisible force. He rolled on the ground several times before he stopped.
Darth Sidious said gloomily: "The technology of the Plague is irrelevant! As long as I want, I can build a battleship countless times more powerful than it at any time! The Quat Dynamic Shipyard has already put the super Star Destroyer's
The design plan is placed in front of my desk, but I suppressed this design for the time being, just to let those idiots in the Galactic Republic and the Jedi Order bleed a little more blood! And you are wasting your time on a crude ship like the Plague...
…”
He moved himself closer to the projection and said with a terrible sense of oppression: "Now tell me... is it that your old brain cannot recognize this fact, or do you want to go against my will?"
Count Dooku quickly got up, knelt on the ground and said: "I dare not violate your will in any way. It was because I was blinded by the achievements of the Plague before that I failed to understand your supreme wisdom..."
As he spoke, he opened the star map, marked a planet and said: "The Plague will arrive at Trogan tomorrow afternoon, and I will arrange an accident..."
"You don't need to worry, dear Dooku, Earl..." Darth Sidious said in a mocking tone, "As long as the news is leaked, there will naturally be Jedi warriors rushing to do it..."
"The wisdom of the Lord is as vast as the sea. I swear that I will closely follow your footsteps and serve you..." Count Dooku lowered his head and said.
"As for you, Yinsi...Master Kos, hehehehe..." Darth Sidious ignored Count Dooku who was trying to flatter him and turned to the other side, "I'm waiting for you to fall to the dark side, and then
The day you kneel at my feet and kiss my toes! Hahahahaha!!”
"You are... dreaming!" Yinsi-Kos said through gritted teeth.
"Darkness is about to cover everything! Soon, you will realize this... Hahahahahaha!" Darth Sidious laughed and slowly closed the communication.
Count Dooku stood up from the ground, his face extremely gloomy.
He originally wanted to use Insi-Kos to claim credit in front of Darth Sidious, but he didn't expect that he would still care so much about the Plague. Count Dooku felt that he seemed to have underestimated Darth Sidious.
The grudge between the dead angel.
And just letting the Plague be destroyed like this... Count Dooku gets a headache when he thinks about the overwhelming publicity about the meritorious battleship Plague in the Confederation of Independent Systems recently.
Now he found that every report and news that praised the Plague was like a slap in the face.
The deceased angel...had already planned this...
With the capital of Count Dooku, he naturally understood that behind this overwhelming media bombardment, there must be some angels of death.
But the question is...how many chess pieces has this mysterious Sith Lord arranged in this galaxy?
"Hehehehehe..." Yisi-Kos on the side suddenly laughed out loud when he saw Count Dooku's appearance, "Hahahahahaha!! It turns out that in the end, you are still just a despicable beast of burden... Hahaha
Ha ha!"
"Shut up!" Count Dooku suddenly became furious and raised his hand to pinch his neck!
Yinsi-Kos's expression suddenly became distorted. He struggled hard and squeezed out a few words from his throat, "...how...do you...see, dead...angel?"
Count Dooku raised his hand and knocked Yinsi-Kos against the cell wall. He straightened his cloak and said coldly: "The dark side is more powerful than you imagine, Master Yinsi-Kos.
Lord Dios and the Angels of Death are all existences that can shake this galaxy. And you, the Jedi Order, can only struggle in this desperate war! Plunging into the darkness is your only way to survive...
"
"Hehehehe...I only saw...you who fell into the darkness...that embarrassed look..."
Count Dooku's face turned gloomy again. He raised his hand and Yinsi Coston was immediately thrown away by an invisible force. He hit the ceiling with a bang, and then hit him hard from a height of more than 4 meters.
On the ground.
He vomited out a large mouthful of blood and fainted.
Count Dooku snorted coldly and said to the torture robot on the side: "Hang his life, don't let him die so easily."
The indicator light on the head of the torture robot flashed, and it floated over. The syringe installed on the long mechanical arm directly pierced Yinsi-Kos's neck! Yinsi-Kos's body suddenly twitched violently.
Walking out of the dungeon, the anger in Count Dooku's heart grew stronger and stronger. His fists hidden under his cloak were clenched tightly, and his body was even shaking a little. The anger was almost visible from his eyes.
It wasn't until he saw Thorn Hill coming towards him that he used his unparalleled determination to calm down, made a smiling expression and walked over, "Ah, it's the distinguished co-chairman, you have something to ask me for."
?”
"Because there are some very important matters, I think I should come to discuss it with you in person, Count Dooku." Thorn Hill put on the formulaic smile that Muun people often have.
"Ah, I'm always here to listen." Count Dooku made a gesture of invitation.
"Actually, there are two things." Thorn Hill raised two slender fingers and said: "The production line of the new battleship Behemoth-class battlecruiser we developed has been fully rolled out. This powerful battleship
About to appear on the battlefield against the Galactic Republic."
Count Dooku smiled and nodded, "Is it the battleship that appeared during the Battle of Christopher Sith before? So, you have completed the final test and started mass production. This is indeed good news.
Hehehe. So, what about the other thing?"
After experiencing the anger just now, some good news finally arrived, which gave Count Dooku some relief.
However, the smile on Thornhill's face gradually faded, "Another thing is that the research and development and manufacturing of the Behemoth-class battlecruiser cost more money than expected. Therefore, the board of directors of the Interstellar Banking Association discussed and decided
... Reduce capital investment in the DS-1 plan. In other words, the 390 billion credits in the second phase may be delayed."
Upon hearing this, Count Dooku was so shocked that he almost stopped and shouted, "This is impossible!"