The Death Knell

"No poking, really no poking."

Almost two hours later, Deathstroke was already rinsing a fist-sized black crystal with mineral water.

Although everyone is now more than 30,000 meters underground, and Aphra and Harley have to put on oxygen masks to breathe, they still found what they were looking for.

This planet is a dead planet. It doesn't even have a name. It only has a series of numbers from the old republic. Its treatment is similar to that of the asteroid belt.

But maybe a long, long time ago, this place was once a mining star, because the deeper you dig, the more traces of the existence of different civilizations.

Thousands of kilometers away from the cat-ear hole where the crystal was found, there is an ancient shaft, where some equipment and documentation of the Jedi's past are even left.

This place had been one of the origins of Force Crystals for a long time, but it was later abandoned due to the Force Storm incident and it was considered that the mineral veins were exhausted.

It turns out that either the Force Crystal can regenerate, or they didn't dig deep enough. It may also be that the Jedi back then were wealthy and didn't care about such a barren mineral star.

But this may be God's will. This black crystal is destined to be associated with the death knell.

"It's quite beautiful. Hey, how do you feel when you hold it?"

Aphra sat on the ground, leaning against the narrow wall of the well and panting, and the same sound as Darth Vader came out from behind the breathing mask.

It feels, of course there is a feeling, that the Force Crystal is not only an energy amplifier, but also brings some extra energy.

Maybe they couldn't see that Death Knell was holding the crystal in his hand, and they could feel that there seemed to be many energy threads swimming rapidly inside it, like a living creature, breathing with a unique rhythm.

This may be the pulsation and breathing of the universe.

"It doesn't feel special, it's just cold." Deathstroke said something completely different, and put the things back into his pocket without leaving any trace: "Harry, have you picked the color you like?"

After digging all the way, I naturally found not only this piece of black crystal, but also several other colors, which were all given to Harry.

At this time, Little Sugar Bean was holding her new pet with her palms, like girls going to a shopping mall counter together, discussing with Queen Betzen, pulling the crystals on the ground with her fingers, unable to make a decision:

"Hehe, Beibei, please help me choose. Do you think this pink one looks better, or this pink one?"

Anyway, in Su Ming's opinion, she pointed at two identical red crystals and couldn't see any difference at all. And is it really possible to expect a Bezen symbiote to help as a consultant?

"Meow meow."

Who knew that the big cockroach actually picked out a piece, pushed the crystal on the ground towards Harry with its hind legs, and answered in a clear and sweet voice:

"You should choose this pink color, which is more suitable for your pure temperament, Hallie."

"Oh hahaha~~~" Harley laughed so hard that her tongue came out of her mouth. She was indeed the purest person in Gotham. She happily picked up the gems recommended by the little sisters and stuffed them into her underwear. Put it close to your body: "Help me see which blue color is better, is it sapphire blue, lake blue, or fluorescent blue?"

"...Trouble, women are trouble." Aphra shook her head with emotion, her eyes filled with memories.

Mary standing nearby smiled and couldn't help teasing: "Aren't you a woman?"

"Would you know if I am a woman or not if you come to my room at night and try it?" Aphra deliberately licked her lips towards the girl, showing a 'very greedy' look.

In fact, Mary is one year older than Aphra, but she cannot compare with the social experience of an archaeologist. The little girl immediately shuddered, hid behind the master, and kept rubbing her arms. .

Although she didn't understand what Aphra meant specifically, her Jedi instinct told her that it was probably not a good thing.

"Ms. Aphra, stop teasing my apprentice, she is still young." Barris touched her apprentice's head speechlessly, and held the girl in her arms with great concern: "We have found something now, haven't we? It’s time to leave, you must know that this is the inner ring star area, and the density of imperial patrols is very high.”

"She is just small, but she is actually older than me." The female doctor struggled to get up from the ground and moved her sore shoulders: "Besides, it's not Ms. Aphra, but Master Aphra. I’m a Jedi now, too.”

"Okay, Master Aphra, can we leave?" Paris didn't refute. She could clearly sense Aphra's force, which was a very powerful vitality. The two of them even came out together. One lineage.

The other party was not going to quarrel, so Aphra tilted her mouth in boredom: "What I said doesn't count. You have to ask Master Deathstroke, he paid for it."

Ao Fei's eyes turned to Su Ming again, his eyes full of inquiry.

"You go contact that person and I'll talk to him first." Su Ming stood up and took back the God Killer that turned into a shovel from the Strangler and put it away: "If everything goes well, you can notify Master Yoda. .”

"Do you know where Master Yoda is? I can't find him."

"I know, of course, just like I said, if things go well, you can also know." Su Ming nodded towards Paris, indicating that she could dial the number now: "Adjutant, teleport us to the spaceship on the surface. Don’t forget Harley’s little rock.”

With the blue light spider web under the hood, everyone returned to the inside of Aphra's spaceship as the world spun for a moment.

Master Ao Fei wanted to ask something. There was surprise in her eyes, but she still endured it. She just took out an empire-style communicator and contacted the person on the other end.

There was no dialing busy tone, and there was no special movement. Just a few seconds later, the sound of heavy breathing came from the cockpit of the spacecraft.

"His...chi...his...chi..."

Hearing this voice, Aphra bared her teeth as if out of conditioned reflex.

As Su Ming used the force skill of 'moving objects with the mind', the communicator flew into his hand. Then he took the small disk and flashed out of the spacecraft, and was more than ten kilometers away in an instant.

This was a long negotiation, at least after Harley picked out the blue crystal, he was still walking up and down the black glass floor, talking constantly into the communicator.

"Will that person agree?" Baris whispered to the apprentice beside her. She didn't know whether things would go smoothly.

"Don't worry, no one can resist the conditions of the Supreme Mage, not in the past and never in the future." Harley put the beetle on her shoulder and let Queen Betsen choose her own lightsaber materials indifferently: "If you The guy in question is Darth Vader, and I think he’s going to be a smart guy.”