Chapter 1203. The King of the Undead (Part 1)
1202. The King of the Undead (Part 1)
The corpses and ghosts gathered in the Sith Academy have reached tens of thousands. And in the yellow sand, more corpses are constantly crawling out!
Darth Malthael did not look away, he just walked along the stairs step by step. One floor, two floors, three floors...
But every step he takes now, the extremely rich dark side force and the power of death overflow, the terrifying power even makes him step on the ground Black footprints were formed one by one, and traces of black smoke were emitted.
Strong power is not a good thing at the moment, because it means that the power may be out of control and may backfire.
This is a ritual, a ritual full of darkness and death.
He controls these undead, and these undead affect him. At this moment, it was as if there were countless people whispering, cursing, and yelling in his ears. If he was not careful, he would be drowned in the countless negative emotions brought by these countless undead and become a madman.
However, this ritual must be completed by Darth Malthael!
Because since the time he was a disciple of Darth Plagueis, he has never been able to fully integrate the dark side force and the power of death in the training he received. After all, the origin of the power of death is unknown, and it is his own thing. Darth Plagueis has no knowledge of it at all, so he just gave everything he learned to Darth Malthael and let him Train yourself.
However, the result of this is that Darth Malthael usually uses the dark side force when fighting, and only uses the power of death when needed. The two are intertwined, but they fail to blend with each other. .
Darth Malthael has practiced and tried a lot, but he has never been able to truly combine the two powers into one. And when he went to the planet Dagobah to challenge himself, he realized what he was lacking.
That time, he understood what Darth Plagueis saw when he gave him the Sith title - he saw Tang Xiao.
It was also that time when he understood what he should do.
He finally understood that in order to explore the deeper truth, he must do one thing first——
Become Malthael!
Angel of Death, Angel of Wisdom!
The power of wisdom has not yet been established. What he has to do now is to control death.
For this reason, what Darth Malthael lacks is a mark of his own!
The mark of the king!
Once he puts this mark on himself, then he will become...
The King of the Undead, the Angel of Death!
At that time, the power of death will truly become his power.
In this galaxy, no place is as full of darkness and death as the planet Korriban!
Not only because the planet Korriban has been destroyed and reborn several times, but also because it was once the holy land of the Sith! And the Sith worship death!
Countless Sith kings are buried here. From the moment these Sith kings died, they also embraced death and became part of the way of the Sith and became part of death.
For them, this is a sublimation.
This is Korriban, the holy land of the Sith and the holy land of death!
Darth Malthael will be crowned king on the planet Korriban!
When he conquers everything here, he will truly become the half-body of Malthael, the Angel of Death. From that moment on, he will become a demigod.
However, if he wants to think about the Dark Lord's Valley and challenge the countless dead Sith kings, Darth Malthael simply cannot do it now. He must step by step and embark on his own path to becoming a king here in the Sith Academy. He summoned countless undead and let these undead follow his footsteps. At the same time, he also allowed these undead to break through the shackles they once had - the chasm between slaves and Sith, that is, the division between the lower and upper levels of the Sith Academy. boundaries.
The dead originally did not dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool, and even did not dare to set foot on the stairs leading to the upper level. However, under the control of Darth Malthael, they broke through This step, I rushed up the stairs!
At the same time, the barrier between Sith and slaves was also broken!
From that moment on, he was confronting the tradition of the Sith, and the will left by countless Sith throughout the entire Sith Academy!
What he walked was never the path of the Sith...
What he walked was the path of darkness, the path of death!
And when he reaches his peak, he is the way of the Sith!
At least on this point, he is worthy of Darth Plagueis's teachings.
Like Darth Plagueis, who was rebellious and wanted to explain the Force in a scientific way, Darth Malthael also wanted to blaze his own path!
And this path is more difficult than he imagined, because only when he truly becomes Malthael can he see and set foot on his final path that truly belongs to him.
Break the fog and control your destiny... Easier said than done...
Darth Malthael is still moving forward step by step. Not only does he have to fight against the dark side of the entire Sith Academy, He also had to fight against the mental pressure brought to him by the countless dead.
At this moment, the corpse closest to him, the withered and rotten arm, was less than one meter away from his ankle!
As long as he pauses for a moment, he will be caught by countless dead people. Those dead people who are thirsty for his power and his knowledge will tear him into pieces together with his body and soul, and then carry his pieces with him forever. Wandering in the deserts of Korriban.
However, every time Darth Malthael takes a step forward, the pressure from the Sith Academy will increase!
This cannot be allowed! The will of the Sith cannot allow this class-breaking behavior!
Darth Malthael was already in dire straits. He even pulled out his lightsaber. Countless black spirits surrounded him, using the power of the lightsaber to activate his own dark side force. , resisting the pressure of the Sith's will.
During this process, the power of death and the force of the dark side were continuously compressed and fused in his body, gradually becoming his own power - the force of death!
Darth Malthael said nothing, but the expression on his face became more and more ferocious. He has reached the limit now, but there are still ten steps left from the top!
There is no retreat, only forward, or death!
No, in this case, death is a mercy! If he fails, what awaits him will be eternal torture!
Level 1!
As Darth Malthael took this step, his body began to undergo amazing changes.
He began to grow old rapidly, fifty, sixty, seventy years old...
move on! The second level, the third level, the fourth level...
As he stepped forward step by step, Darth Malthael's skin began to dry up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it seemed that the moisture was also being extracted. Same.
Level 7, Level 8, Level 9...
Darth Malthael's body has completely collapsed. His current appearance is just a package. With a layer of skin skeleton!
At this moment, the Seist College has become the ocean of the deceased!
The hundreds of thousands of dead have filled the metal pyramid completely, squeezed along the stairs, stacked layer by layer, and stood on the other dead.
Finally, it became a pyramid for the dead!
Numerous desperately stretched out to Dasa Masisl, trying to catch him.
A few recent corpses stretched out the dry hand, and it was enough to reach the calf of Das Massay! So this hand grasped!
At the same time, Das Masisie took the last step!
(End of this chapter)