The Empire begins with the Fourth Scourge

1279. Dead Angel VS Puluo-Kong

"My father...my master...the countless blood feuds...will be settled here today!!!" Jax Pawan almost lost his mind, roaring and waving his lightsaber as he rushed over.

The smile on Darth Malthael's face became more ferocious, and when he raised his hand, a bolt of force lightning struck across in an instant!

Click! Jax Pawan's lightsaber blocked the lightning, but in the next second, he found that the walking corpses of the soldiers he eliminated just now suddenly got up again, and rushed towards him again at an alarming speed.

"It's useless!" The anger in Jax Pawan's heart could not be increased, and he swung the lightsaber like a gust of wind in his hand, cutting those walking corpses into countless pieces again.

However, in the next second, he suddenly felt a threat coming from behind him!

Without any hesitation, he turned around instantly with a sword...

Frustrated! There is nothing here!

Immediately afterwards, Jax Pawan felt again that the danger was still behind him!

But this time, a seemingly insignificant force erupted directly.

A gray, smoky energy exploded on him instantly! Jax Pawan could only cover it with his hands subconsciously, but this gray energy actually stuck to his hands and started to burn!

cold! Sting! Straight into the soul!

The indescribable pain caused Jax Pawan to scream loudly, he rolled all over the ground trying to extinguish the gray flame in his hand, but it was of no avail. This flame spread along his arm, from elbow to upper arm, to shoulder, and finally burned to his face!

Jax Pawan kept screaming, extremely horribly.

"Take back the compliment just now. In fact, you have let me down, Jax Pawan." Darth Marsayr looked at Jax Pawan who was rolling all over the floor, and said coldly: "I I originally entrusted you with the truth of this war, but you were indifferent and ignored it..."

Jax Pawan was still screaming, and he didn't know if he heard it or not.

Darth Masail went on to say: "I gave you your father's robot, I5-YQ, but you didn't check it carefully... The truth of the war is so close, but you turned a blind eye. It's your stupidity , or your unfilial piety? If you were not so stupid, maybe the current Jedi Order would be much better..."

He looked at the miserable state of Jax Pawan again, and said with a smirk: "It's a pity, you were indeed a good man... However, it's not like there's no chance. Let me see your limit... ..."

"And now..." Darth Malthael looked in another direction, "Let you continue to pay more for your stupidity."

In the perception of the original force, another powerful original force is rapidly approaching.

Bright, and stalwart.

"Dead Angel! Stop it!!" Master Pulo-Kong came galloping with a lightsaber in his hand.

He raised his hand and pushed it tens of meters away, and a powerful wave of force crashed over, separating Darth Malthael and Jax Pawan.

The next moment he had appeared in front of Jax Pawan, and with a wave of his hand, the gray flame was instantly extinguished, leaving only Jax Pawan lying motionless on the ground. His entire right hand, shoulder, and the entire right side of his face were all scorched black.

Pro-Kong stepped forward to block Darth Malthael, pointed his blue lightsaber straight ahead, and said coldly: "Your opponent is me!"

He didn't hear Jax Pawan, who was lying on the ground, muttering in his mouth uprightly, "Run...run..."

"You came a little sooner than I thought." Darth Malthael said lightly, "This guy is only half-mature."

"Your force, which is full of corpse odor, is more conspicuous than anything else in the civilized world." Pulo-Kong responded. Although he couldn't see his expression under the cover of the mask, he could feel that his force was soaring crazily.

Darth Malthael raised his hand without saying a word, and a bolt of lightning struck him.

Puluo-kong pointed with his lightsaber, and the lightning was immediately attracted to his lightsaber. At the same time, he raised his other hand, and a powerful lightning flash returned to him!

Darth Malthael also blocked the lightning, he looked at Procon, "Is the trial of the force? Interesting..."

He noticed that Puluo-Kong was absorbing the power of his lightning, and then turned it into his own power and then responded, "Hehehehe, every member of the committee is not a simple thing. Then... let me see if you can How much do you suck!!"

As he said that, the force lightning in his hand suddenly became stronger! Almost the entire surrounding space was shrouded in countless lightning bolts! Countless forearm-thick currents twisted his body like countless thunder snakes, biting towards Puluo-Kong!

Pulo-Kong suddenly felt extremely pressured. He retreated repeatedly in front of the violent lightning, but still maintained the trial of the force, constantly absorbing Darth Malthael's lightning, and then turned it into his own energy!

"Suck it! Suck it! I'll let you suck it up!!!" Darth Malthael's face became grim, and the lightning around him became stronger and denser!

In the next second, he flipped his hands, and the lightning all over the sky suddenly disappeared, and the surroundings instantly became cloudy and ghostly, and the countless lightning instantly turned into countless pairs of dry and pale skeletons and grabbed at Puluo-Kong!

The lightning that was being absorbed by Puluo Kong instantly turned into a deadly force of death!

"Become one of Death!" Darth Malthael watched as it happened, waiting for Plo-Kon to collapse.

But bam! The lightsaber in Pulo-Kong's hand exploded! The death force that should have been absorbed by him was also neutralized with the explosion of the lightsaber, and gradually disappeared into a howling ghost.

Pulo-Kong took several steps back, and took the lightsaber that Jax Pawan dropped to the ground just now in his hand, clutching his chest and gasping for breath. Obviously, blocking this blow would cost him a huge amount.

"I... have already experienced your dead and fallen power! Dead angel! Today, you will not succeed!" Puluo-Kong endured the pain and stood up again, swish! The lightsaber opens.

Darth Malthael looked at him coldly, and the endless black mist began to spread from under his feet again! Where the black mist passed, countless dry and rotten arms protruded from the ground, scratching around!

But this place is obviously an alloy ground!

Pulo-Kong raised his lightsaber and slashed out with a sword. The black mist was split into two in an instant, but it quickly closed again.

"It's useless... Now that you have experienced death, it's time for you to return..." Darth Malthael's voice seemed to be very close, but also far away.

Looking up, he has indeed lost track of him!

Under the feet, the countless arms have already grabbed it. Pu Luo-Kong was caught by one of the claws while avoiding it in time, and a wound was cut on his ankle. No blood flowed from the wound, but the surrounding flesh began to rot.

"Not good!" Pulo-Kong hurried over and lifted Jax Pawan up to prevent him from being caught by those arms, "At least... you can still live!"

With all his strength, he threw the dying Jax Pawan out of the window.

"As I said, he will pay the price..." Darth Malthael's voice came from a short distance behind him, "And you will become another shadow in his heart!"

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Should be able to code a chapter today. Anyway, the fighting plot is easier to write...