Chapter 615: Let's Go

Chapter 615: Let's Go

After finishing the communication, Count Dooku stood up and saw Darth Malthael leaning against the shadows with his arms folded. Although he couldn't see clearly, the pair of cold eyes under the hood showed looked at him with a mocking look.

"I need an explanation...Angel of Death." Count Dooku said in a deep voice, "The Dark Reaper can effectively attack the Republic, but you just let this powerful Weapon be destroyed in front of you? You don't think we already have enough power to contend with the Republic?"

"You didn't understand what I said to you before, Darth Tyranus." Darth Malthael said lightly, "The Dark Reaper is indeed powerful, but this thing is not yours after all, it doesn't matter if I come to Thule or not."

Count Dooku's face darkened. He knew what the other party meant. He couldn't defend the Dark Reaper under the attack of the Jedi Knights. Even if Darth Malthael helped, so what? Will Malthael deliver the Dark Reaper to him? On a deeper level, even if he really kept it, this thing still didn't belong to him.

The Dark Reaper, belonging to Darth Sidious.

It's not that he doesn't understand this, in fact, it's exactly the same. He just didn't point out the Angel of Death's shot in front of Darth Sidious.

"Between the Republic and the Confederacy, what do you want to do?" Count Dooku asked.

"There is no conflict between me and you. Do you know of Darth Plagueis?" Darth Malthael asked back.

Count Dooku didn't answer. He had heard about it, but he really knew very little, especially Darth Sidious, who had never mentioned this name to him.

"Then you should know Hego Damask II, right?" Darth Malthael asked again.

Count Dooku's face changed slightly, but he still said flatly: "Is it him? I should have known."

Darth Malthael said: "I'm not interested in knowing what Sidious promised you. But, what you desire most, he will never give you, because...he is just an ignorant traitor."

He raised his hand and waved, the head of a Clone Trooper brought back from the battlefield just now flew in, and then a Force of Life was injected into the head, and the head that had been dead for a long time suddenly opened. Opening his eyes, he looked around with cloudy pupils, then he opened his mouth as if he wanted to scream, but a stream of blood flowed out from the cut in his throat, and he died again, his expression stayed on endless horror.

"I can show you more, about the power of immortality, Darth Tyranus. Think about it, what do you want..." After Darth Malthael finished speaking, the hatch suddenly opened, A Mercenary who was on guard outside came in, his face was ashen, holding a Spherical Device with a diameter of about 1 meter in his hand.

It is the Core of the Dark Reaper, the Dark Harvester!

"It seems that you are here for the Dark Reaper, aren't you?" Count Dooku said with a cold expression.

"That's right, this Super Weapon no longer belongs to the Jedi Order, nor does it belong to Darth Sidious...it belongs to, us." Darth Malthael sneered and walked over to Core in hand.

"I'm Tang Xiao." The man said.

"Come on, walk a few steps for me." Tang Xiao said.

"Take a few steps." The man obediently walked up and down in front of Tang Xiao.

"Go out like a tiger!" Tang Xiao said again.

"Go wild." The man repeated.

"Walk a thousand miles away!" The smile on Tang Xiao's face could no longer hold back.

"Walk thousands of miles in a day." The man continued to repeat, walking back and forth mechanically.

"Walk out... Hahahahahahahahahahaha!!!" Tang Xiao couldn't continue, he burst out laughing, he didn't know why, he just felt that the scene in front of him was very absurd and funny.

Some memories that don't belong to this world gradually emerged... He laughed crazily, and the corners of his eyes seemed a little crystal clear.

He knew that the one in front of him was just a T-850. According to the pre-set program, it replaced Tang Xiao in that speech, and the time was at the same time that Tang Xiao met Count Dooku.

According to the procedure, the T-850 was carefully planned when, what tone to use, and what expression to make, so as to ensure that no one would see any clues.

The important thing is not to let Count Dooku associate Tang Xiao with Darth Malthael.

Tang Xiao laughed wildly for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and waved, the powerful Force of the Dark Side burst forth, tearing the T-850 apart! Artificial blood splattered everywhere, and he yelled with a ferocious face, "You are not me!! You are a fucking Robot!!!"

Then he returned to his seat, his face extremely gloomy, as if the laughter just now had never happened.

The voice of the main brain came: [Governor, according to the schedule, you should go to Kef Bir in 2 hours. Arroyo Barlow of the Salarian Engineering Team is waiting for you to participate in the maiden voyage of a new generation of Destroyers. In addition, the first batch of Marza-class Heavy Cruisers has also been completed, waiting for your review. ]

Tang Xiao stood up, and his expression had returned to normal. He smiled and said, "Clean up this place, Mastermind. You should inform Professor Arroyo, and I will go to see him in advance."

[Yes. ]