The Empire begins with the Fourth Scourge

1454: Death Lightsaber (Medium)

The parts began to be assembled one by one, and then a hole was opened in the center, and a white Kyber crystal flew over and was embedded in the center.

Among the distorted parts, this kyber crystal looks even weirder like an eye hidden in the middle.

And this is not over yet, there are more parts flying up under the force of the force, twisting, knotting, and then splicing to the two ends of the crystal, making the hilt longer and longer, and finally reaching a length of nearly one meter.

The other two Kyber crystals flew up and flew to both ends of the hilt, only to see those twisted metal parts spread out as if alive, like countless hideous tentacles, directly entangled the Kyber crystal, and then pulled it in. Among the hilts.

The hilt of this hideous lightsaber fell into the hands of Darth Malthael. The hilt was about one meter long, and the whole body was black, as if countless twisted and deformed tentacles were tangled together.

In the center of the hilt, several tentacles form a hollow space, and a Kyber crystal is suspended in the center. At both ends of the hilt, there are two other plasma blade launch ports extended from the Kyber crystals hidden inside. And just like the style of his previous lightsaber, countless barbs protrude around the launch ports at both ends, surrounding the launch ports in the middle, forming a hideous and terrifying tsuba.

But at this moment, the three Kyber crystals are still pure white.

At this time, the expression on Darth Malthael's face became ferocious, and as soon as he grasped the hilt, the terrifying force of death wrapped the hilt like a black mist! The three Kyber crystals kept trembling in front of the terrifying force of the dark side, making a buzzing sound, but they were firmly grasped by the hideous sword hilt.

Terrible power is continuously injected into the Kyber crystal, only to see that the original pure white crystal is gradually polluted by the dark side, and the color gradually becomes scarlet!

And with the passage of time, this piece of scarlet became more and more intense, more and more intense, and even reflected the surrounding space into this blood-like color!

At this moment, around Darth Malthael, it seems like a bloody storm is constantly tumbling, and even his figure can't be seen! Only the violent death force!

Seeing this weird change, even Marca Ragnos, who had been swearing by the side, couldn't help but shut up. His figure gathered in the black mist again, standing a few meters away from Darth Malthael. place. It was hard to see the expression on the decayed and withered face, but judging from his cautious posture, he was also shocked by the strange changes of this lightsaber.

Beside, the ghost of Ludo Kleish gritted his teeth and roared, "Sith alchemy... is he crazy? He actually used Sith alchemy to forge a lightsaber! If this continues, his force will get out of control ...Even if he doesn't lose control, he will go crazy sooner or later if he has been exposed to the world of the force through the passage for a long time!"

Ludo Crash himself is a Sith alchemy master with outstanding achievements. Darth Malthael did not bring it this time, but the Sith artifact in the secret room, the gauntlet of Little Crash. He forged it and gave it to his son.

"Hehehehehe...hehehehe..." Darth Malthael's gloomy laughter echoed around, "Crazy? That's right, I am indeed crazy...Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to Korriban , to challenge you defeated dogs of the past dynasties... Hehehehe... Yes, yes! Although you are all defeated dogs who died in battle, it is undeniable that your strength is indeed very strong... so strong that it is beyond belief My worst predictions!"

"Hehehehehehe..." He laughed for a while, only to see that scarlet light began to converge towards the Kyber crystal in the center of the lightsaber, and his figure appeared here again, "During the previous battle, I Triumphed, lost...but I see another way! That's right! This is the channel - the essence of endless energy behind all Sith alchemy and Force technology! The world of the Force...hehehehe hehe……"

The hideous and terrifying sword hilt suspended in mid-air fell down. He raised his hand to grab it, and shook the hilt gently... With the shaking of the hilt, there were bursts of shrill and terrifying howls of ghosts and wolves coming from the hilt.

"Hehehehe... Not enough, not enough... Not enough..." Darth Malthael muttered to himself, "It's just this level, it's just an enhanced version of my previous sword... Not enough ……not enough……"

"No! It's enough!" Maka Ragnos suddenly said loudly, "Get out of here! What happened before, we will never blame it! You have proved your darkness and evil, and you can return to the city with the title of Sith To the galaxy, to bring death and disaster to this galaxy..."

"Don't blame the past?" Darth Malthael suddenly turned his head back almost one hundred and twenty degrees, looking at Marca Ragnos who was standing obliquely behind him, his eyes were full of chaos and madness!

This kind of gaze stunned even Marca Ragnos, who once stood at the apex of the Sith Empire after thousands of years.

"You are wrong... Whether you let the past go or not is not up to you, but... depends on my mood." Darth Malthael grinned grinningly, and he opened the other hand that was not holding the sword, a A black gem fell from his hand.

Strangely, the nine gems did not fall to the ground, but were only suspended in mid-air, slowly spinning around his body.

In the next second, the scarlet lightsaber blade shot out from both ends of the hilt instantly!

pierced...

Chest of Darth Malthael!

"You have gone too far, kid... This is a field that even we have never touched..." Maka Ragnos said gloomily.

He is extremely serious now, and he doesn't see the image of the talkative and trolling before.

Plop! Darth Malthael knelt down on the ground, his body was gradually weakened by the rapid loss of life, and he fell forward, but half of his body was supported by the long lightsaber hilt, becoming made a strange gesture.

The scarlet plasma blade still pierced his chest and emerged from his back like a scarlet torch.

However, seeing this scene, the ghosts of the ancient Sith Lords, including Maka Ragnos, retreated step by step. As ghosts, they instinctively felt the increasingly terrifying threat from Darth Malthael, who should have died!

Darth Malthael, dead...

But this is just the beginning...

Only at this moment, a terrible mutation is happening!

Of the nine black gemstones floating around, one of them was suddenly struck by a tiny black lightning shot from the hilt of the sword! Then the gem seemed to be attracted, and flew towards the hilt of the sword slowly!