Chapter 722 Master is kind and disciple is filial.
721. Master is kind and disciple is filial
Darth Malthael was silent. He seemed to sigh, and he seemed to be just taking a deep breath. After a long time, he He turned his head and said slowly: "Do you know what I think?"
"Although I can't find out what you think, I hope you can think about this issue carefully." Qui-Gon Jin The heroic spirit said.
"What I think is...since the fall of the Galactic Republic is inevitable, and since a new empire will rise from the ruins of the Republic...then...hehehehehehe..." Das-Masai Er said and suddenly laughed, his laughter got louder and louder, "Hahahahahaha! Ahhahahahahaha!"
There was a terrifying fierce light in his eyes, and under the force of the dark side, his eyes even had a touch of gold, "Then...why can't this emperor be me? Hehehehe..."
< br>"If so, what's the difference between you and Darth Sidious?" Qui-Gon Jinn didn't have much reaction, but asked back calmly.
Darth Malthael had already calmed down, and he said calmly: "If you don't give it a try, who knows?"
Qui-Gon Jinn turned his attention away from Darth Malthael. El moved away and threw himself into the bottomless cave again, "After all, I still couldn't drink the black tea of Dawn Planet for the second time."
"Do you want me to burn some for you? asked Darth Malthael.
"You can burn it and give it to me?" Qui-Gon Jin was a little surprised.
"This is the custom on the Dawn Planet. As long as something is burned in front of the deceased's grave, the thing will be delivered to the deceased's hands." Das-Mathail said.
"It sounds like the living are just using this method to ease their nostalgia for the deceased...and it may develop into a living sacrifice." Qui-Gon Jin said.
"Ha, that was a thing in the feudal era." Darth Malthael smiled.
"Where is the feudal era of the Dawn Planet?" Qui-Gon Jinn asked.
Darth Malthael just smiled and said nothing.
......
"You failed! Darth Malthael!" Darth Plagueis roared.
"You betrayed me! In the end, you still achieved nothing!"
"You can't control your own power, you are just a slave of power!"
"Look at you! Who are you? Who does your will belong to?!" Plagueis's voice seemed to come from all directions.
"You are far inferior to Darth Sidious! You are not worthy to be compared with him!"
"You kidnapped everyone in the Fourth Civilization! You are just for your own ambitions !”
“But even so, you still failed!”
“The power of the dark side!”
"It is the power that chooses you! It is not that you have the power!"
"What do I see?"
"What do I feel?"
"I teach What did I give you?" Everything around him seemed to be spinning, and every tree in the dense jungle seemed to begin to grow and twist, with branches and leaves falling off, and dry branches reaching toward him like claws.
Suddenly, there was a trance in front of my eyes. Where are these trees? They are clearly Darth Plagueis!
They were in ragged clothes, and the flesh on their bodies had long since rotted and stinked. They tore off their respirators, and their chinless mouths turned into pitch-black holes, bottomless!
Countless Darth Plagueis rushed forward and surrounded Darth Malthael. They tore and gnawed Darth Malthael's body crazily, and kept reveling. Keep yelling.
The skin was torn, the blood was sucked, the muscles were gnawed... The curse words were continuously passed into the mind, and even the ears were torn off, they still couldn't stop it.
Pain, endless pain, but I can't even move, I can't even scream, I can only open my eyes and endure it.
Opening his eyes suddenly, Darth Malthael found that he was still standing at the entrance of the cave. He found that the surroundings around him were in a mess, as if they had been swept by a tornado.
Darth Plagueis’ questions seemed to be coming from inside the cave...
“What did I see?”
“What did I feel? ”
“What did I teach you?”
"Tang Xiao! Tang Xiao! Tang Xiao!!!"
Dass Masayil suddenly seemed to have suffered a heavy blow and was knocked to the ground by an invisible force. Then he raised his hands and died. He pinched his neck, and the force became stronger and stronger, and even his nosebleed came out.
When he was about to suffocate, he finally regained control of his body and collapsed to the ground.
Qui-Gon Jin's heroic spirit floated over at some point and looked at him condescendingly, "This is the seventh time since you came here. The force of the dark side has never been discussed. It's not a gift, young Sith Lord. Do you think you control the power? No, it's the power that controls you." "Can it be solved?" Darth Malthael said. He fell to the ground and looked at the sky indifferently.
"Maybe, but why should I save a Sith Lord whose hands are stained with blood?" Qui-Gon Jinn asked, "Actually, I just want to see how you will die."
< br>Darth Malthael stood up with some difficulty and rearranged his clothes, "You don't have to be pretentious, Master Qui-Gon. I know where my problem is - Darth Plagueis." "
"Speaking of which, if you hadn't told me, I would never have imagined that the highly respected financial giant in the galaxy was actually a Sith Lord," Qui-Gon Jinn said. .
“You wouldn’t have thought that Chancellor Palpatine was Darth Sidious, right?” Darth Malthael said.
"So I think that the fall of the Republic was not unjust. Including the Jedi Order, perhaps it has reached its final moments." Qui-Gon Jinn shook his head and sighed.
"Like Darth Tenebrous, Darth Plagueis also manipulated me." Darth Malthael raised his hands and looked at them in front of him, "The Sith Lord doesn't Will believe anyone, even if I gave all my loyalty and even everything on the Dawn Planet to him, he still left me with the last resort."
"Oh, you Sith Lord. Lord, it really is passed down from generation to generation. I mean, in every sense... the apprentice kills the master, and the master plots against the apprentice... Why don't you think about it, when will Darth Lilim kill you? Qui-Gon Jinn taunted.
“I must thank the planet Dagobah. It’s not that this planet is special. Maybe I’m still in the dark and don’t know that Darth Plagueis left me a gift. But that's not the key, the key is..." Darth Malthael ignored Qui-Gon Jin's taunt and looked back at the cave, murmuring to himself, "What did he see? What? What did he teach me?”
(End of this chapter)