The Fourth Scourge of Star Wars

1038. The Strongest Enemy (Part 1)

Celeste Moen seems to have become another person completely. The force in her body now is completely the force of the dark side, which is completely two extremes from the light-filled appearance before.

Moreover, her current strength is extremely powerful!

Talim was directly sent flying by the lightning, and rolled a long way on the slippery ice before he stabilized himself. He was speechless, brandishing his lightsaber and rushed over again, but this time, Celeste had the upper hand!

Lightning from the dark side continued to emanate from her hands, and the powerful force swept everything around her. Large chunks of black ice were dug out by the force, and then hit her head and face.

Talim didn't even have a chance to get close!

And at this time, Darth Malthael finally moved! He rushed forward with a short body, raised his hand, and a large piece of black ice was deflected by his force and fell to the empty space. Then the gauntlet on his wrist lit up with a light, and the force barrier immediately turned another piece of black ice into the air. The black ice smashed into pieces.

"What is this?!" Kanes Moore was surprised when he saw this scene, but he didn't know this Sith artifact, but he just felt a familiar atmosphere from it.

At the moment he was amazed, the battle situation was developing at an extremely fast speed.

Several other protoss warriors have quickly beheaded all the Weequays who have turned into Rak ghouls, and on the other side, Darth Malthael has rushed in front of Celeste Morn , The lightsaber cut off the head! Celeste sends out powerful lightning to block the lightsaber, and the lightning you send has almost no dead ends, even Darth Malthael can't break through.

At this moment, Small, the guardian of the Protoss Temple, rushed towards Te Mounte again from the front, stabbing out like a poisonous snake with his lightsaber.

But outside the battle circle at this time, Small became the strongest one, and Temounte Moen didn't even look at me even in the madness.

However, at that moment, a sudden change occurred!

Darth Malthael suddenly changed direction, and grabbed in the direction of Sidi Black Ice! I only saw bursts of white air rising suddenly under my outstretched hand, and in the white air there were terrifying grimaces wailing loudly...

Did Sidi Moujie take it seriously at first, but when I felt the strong death power under Darth Malthael, my face changed a little, and I turned around and wanted to go back to Moujiejiante , but one step too late.

Darth Malthael has already grabbed Sidi Moujie's body! Even though Sisidi's body was just a phantom, I was still caught firmly by me!

The white mist finally spread under Sisidi-Black Ice's soul, I panicked and roared, "Yes! Why can he touch you! Is he..."

At the same time that Sidi-Black Ice was restrained by Darth Malthael, Small had already rushed down and stabbed out with his sword again. Termounte dodged in a hurry, and then took another blow The flying kick of the protoss's long legs hit the side of the spaceship with a bang, spurting out a small mouthful of blood.

Darth Malthael had a ferocious expression, "He's wrong, Sidi Mujie, of course you will accept that amulet, but it's just that there's not much left in your gift!"

"He! He..." Sisidi-Heibing struggled frantically, and I was extremely angry, "His target is you? He has been plotting against you since the end?!"

"As long as you have him, you can get that amulet at your fingertips." Darth Malthael grinned.

"So..." Sisidi Heibing gradually calmed down, and my eyes were red and fixed on Darth Malthael, my canthus tearing apart, "He thinks too complicated! 7000 years ago Sith, he simply knows the power you once mastered!"

At that time, it was Das Marsay's turn to change color!

Because I found that Mou Jiejian-Heibing is actually breaking free from my grip in a hurry! The white dark side Moore majesticly coming out from under me is so weak, even weaker than Darth Malthael, to put it mildly!

As Darth Malthael perceived just now, Moore of Scidi-Black Ice can be compared with my master, Darth Plagueis at his peak, yes, maybe even weaker!

Although he has not fought against Master Yoda and Darth Sidious, but Darth Malthael, who has experienced the power of Master Windu and Earl Dooku, can understand it after a little comparison. Sidi Mouje was much weaker than those two!

On the other side, as Sidi Moujie gradually broke free from Darth Malthael's control, Temounte Moen also stood up again, and the faint Moore lightning surrounded your body again.

"Let's join forces! Mou Jiejiante! That person in front of you is the least threat!" Sidi Heibing said in a low voice, "He heard what I said too! I have no fleet, and I am fighting against the Galactic Republic !! Compared to you, I am the real threat to the Galactic Republic!"

Temounte Moen covered the wound on his chest and said through gritted teeth, "Both of them are demon kings who will pull the entire galaxy into the abyss! Both of them should die!"

"Now he can only make a choice! With or without a body, no matter how weak your Moore is, it won't last long! Once you are controlled by that person, he should think about the consequences for himself!" Sidi Heibing said.

"Hehehehe... He knows everything about the Milky Way, Mou Jiejian-Mou Jie!" Darth Masail found that he had a way to directly control Mou Jiejian-Hei Bing, so I also chose to use the mouth to escape "What if you tell him that the speaker of the Galactic Republic is Darth Sidious, the Lord of Sith? Temounte! The Galactic Republic is on the verge of destruction, but the reason for its destruction is not because of you!" It's because of Darth Sidious, who has sat down as the speaker and has conspired to start a civil war!"

Sidi Heibing's expression was also quite ferocious, "Ah, so there is no Darth Sidious who is the speaker, should you be proud of their descendants? Hehehehe..."

"As the first generation of Sith Lord, you can naturally call him an ancestor, but it's better for him to die obediently!" Darth Malthael raised his hand wearing the gauntlet of Great Klesh. With this hand, the weak Moore barrier immediately unfolded.

However, I was not used for defense, but to use the weak Mou Jie barrier to isolate the power of Mou Jiejian-Black Ice, and cut off the connection between me and Temounte-Mou Jie.

Realizing that, Sidi Heibing almost screamed, "Slow! Slow! You're going to be controlled by me! You're going to be controlled by me!"

In the last second, Temounte Moen suddenly yelled, "Wow!!!!!"

As you screamed, countless moore lightnings descended from the sky, striking densely under the battlefield. Wherever the lightning passed, there were countless rare metalless, soft as iron white ice mixed under the planet Jabul. Numerous huge and small potholes were blasted out.

The lightning is getting less and less, less and less, and even a terrible grid is formed around you!

Small wanted to approach again, but he couldn't get close to the grid.

And as the grid grows wider and wider, the end looms in the direction of Darth Malthael!

At this moment, Darth Malthael's hand with the weak force of death has pierced Sidi Heibing's heart, and he is one step away from grabbing my core.

But the lightning has completely surrounded me. On the one hand, the gauntlet of Big Klesh is struggling to isolate the power of Sidi Moen, and on the other hand, it has to resist the terrible lightning storm.

Darth Malthael looked grim, but in the end I made a decision!

The power of death suddenly loosened, and the strength that Da Keleish's gauntlet lacked was concentrated to protect the whole body, and then, bang~~~~~! ! ! ! ! ! ! A bang!

Countless lightning bolts gathered together and directly sent Darth Malthael flying!

In the endless flashes of lightning, the phantom of Sidi-Black Ice returned to Temounte-Moen's body, and the two sides merged into one, which was only slightly larger than Sidi-Heibing's figure. Moente is younger than Xu Shao, so it looks like my body is wrapping you.

Darth Malthael rose from the ground unscathed, but Moore suffered less. I looked at the Termorant/Scidi combination exuding terrifying power with a stern expression. I understood that in our state, in the plot a hundred years ago, we once killed Darth, who was once known as the weakest Sith- Crete!

Such an enemy is too weak!

The phantom of Sidi-Moujie turned up his mouth and let out a mocking laugh, and at the same time, Temounte-Moen also made the exact same expression, "Hahahahaha! Yes! There is a mistake! Give his body to you, to you! Temounte! Only then can you exert your weakest strength! Yes, without his help, you are weaker than when you were weakest!"

I walked over step by step, and the lightsaber of Temounte-Moen, which fell to the ground during the battle just now, flew back into my hand, swish! The yellow blade shot out in an instant, and then the weak white and dark side Moore poured in, and I actually forcibly changed the color of the light blade into blood red!

Te Mounte/Mou Jiejian made a sword gesture, with the tip of the sword pointing upwards, "Now...is the real end..."

Thanks to Red Star Apple for rewarding the village with 100 starting coins! !

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Ah, I suddenly remembered that I haven't updated the character for a long time...