The Fourth Scourge of Star Wars

1042、Good Governor (Part 1)

"You!!!" Celeste Moen was terrified and furious, but unable to struggle.

She could only watch as Darth Malthael held down her lower abdomen, and then a cold feeling spread from there to her whole body, she even started to tremble all over, and even began to form a pimple on her body. layer of frost.

Waves of cursing and wailing seemed to emanate faintly from her lower abdomen, but then it became smaller and weaker, and finally disappeared.

At this time, Celeste Moen had completely lost consciousness, his whole body was frozen, and he almost became an iceman.

Darth Malthael had lost all his strength, and sat down on the ground with a plop, and said in his mouth: "Put her in the stasis chamber! Otherwise, she will die!"

Without saying a word, Talim lifted Celeste Moen, put him inside the stasis cabin, and closed the hatch.

Darth Malthael said something in the ancient Sith language, and a golden light immediately radiated from the edge of the stasis compartment hatch, and then the entire stasis compartment became tightly stitched again, and there was no trace of it at all. Little gaps.

"You sealed Carnes Moore." Lucian Del Rey said.

"His dark side force is too powerful, even I can't destroy him at once, I can only temporarily seal him in Celeste's body." Darth Malthael said.

"Isn't your power of death able to control Carness Moore?" Lucian Del Rey asked.

"Unless I continue to expand the world of the dead, it's okay." Darth Malthael finally breathed a sigh of relief and stood up from the ground, "If Kanes Moore fights for my own soul Damaged, I will fight you to the end, so maybe you are the first to support and live in this. Yes, I obviously have no such determination to die-that guy would rather be locked up outside the stasis chamber for thousands of years, I would rather Everyone is afraid of death."

Lucian Del Rey nodded, "You can really feel that I have a weaker dark side force. I can indeed be called the weakest existence in the Milky Way now, but you actually sealed me, That strikes you, young Sith Lord, you think he might indeed bring some kindness to that galaxy. So now, what is he going to do with me?"

"Grinding bit by bit!" Darth Malthael grinned, "My knowledge, my amulet, will be yours sooner or later!"

"Do you have power?"

"You need my power." Darth Malthael suddenly put away his smile, glanced at Lucien lightly, turned and walked towards the direction of the spaceship.

The protoss transport plane soared into the sky with a sound, and flew towards the sky.

The planet Jabul was once again noisy, leaving only this mess that covered a full range of one or two kilometers away, showing the cruelty and horror of the shocking little battle just now.

The two cruisers of the geth didn't leave. The hundreds of insect-like large spaceships were as hardworking as worker bees. Withdrawal and withdrawal, it always built a new sweet home there.

Yes, it is a cold factory!

Standing behind the porthole of the protoss transport plane, Darth Malthael stared intently at the vast starry sky, knowing what he was thinking...

The starry sky in the distance is still the same, and there are countless stars dotted under the white sky. as dark as...

...

Click! The blinds were closed, completely blocking the starry sky in the window.

Volgograd-Annaji returned to the desk and picked up the cup of iced coffee. I frowned in distaste, then took out a large bottle of white wine from my pocket, poured a little on the coffee, and shook it. Shake the cup and drink it down.

Standing aside is a man in his thirties with an indifferent expression. You are wearing gold-rimmed glasses, public attire and a one-step skirt, and a screen is being projected under the universal tool under your wrist, with words written all over it. data.

You frowned and said: "Governor, if he really wants to drink, he can just have a drink and go to sleep. He has not slept well for seven days."

Anji chuckled and asked, "How is Planet Seles?"

The male adjutant adjusted his glasses and said: "Basically speaking, if you want to think that Celes is now part of the Galactic Republic, then that definition is actually very wrong. The Ail people are now almost crazy about the Galactic Republic. It is because of the fact that we still take the republic seriously and want independence 12 years later."

Huang Penghong picked up another half-smoked cigar from under the table, and the male adjutant immediately came over to help me light the cigar. I took a deep breath, then exhaled a long column of smoke, and then said: "That's our fault. Ever since we met Tang Xiao, the gap between us has been too small—from the time when we dominated the Model star area." The overlord, until the end of his life, depends on the vassals of the seventh civilization to eat and eat, we are absolutely possible to sincerely submit, at most within 50 years."

The male adjutant shook his head, "That can only be left to time. You may slaughter 8 billion Huang Peng people, and you also have unconditional sleep hints, so you can only assimilate bit by bit."

"That's just a hidden danger left by the Seventh Civilization's steps too small in the early stages of expansion. Fortunately, Tang Xiao is at most wrong about the other races in that star area." Volgograd-Annaji While smoking a cigar, he said, "Where are the humans under Huang Peng's red planet?"

"According to his instructions, we surrendered. But we have also hidden our armed forces and are ready to counterattack at any time." The male adjutant said.

Anji shook her head and said: "It is necessary. If we hide our armed forces, these Ailu people will definitely let us go. The Ailu people and humans under the planet Seles are already in dire straits , that would lead to bloody skirmishes."

"If it is to hide the armed forces, then you will have the possibility to launch a counterattack on Planet Seles." The male adjutant said.

"That's my way." Anji put out more than half of the cigars she had smoked again, put them next to the ashtray, and said, "You do things the same as Tang Xiao, and I can do anything for the result. means, but you have to take into account the process.”

"Without him, the Kuna star cluster would have developed so prosperously." The male adjutant said with a serious expression.

That's not a compliment, but you really think so.

"With or without Tang Xiao, the Seventh Civilization would exist, that is also the difference between you and me." Anaji smiled, "Okay, you need to make a fuss under the planet Seles for the time being, you There is only one goal—time.”