The Fourth Scourge of Star Wars

1036. Moore's Amulet (Medium)

"...No... This is not right..." Celeste Moen became excited, she looked around the ice and snow, "Where are we now? Where are we?"

"Planet Jabul." Darth Malthael said lightly.

"Why am I still in Jabul? Where is Zane? No! I should be in the Temple of the Ascension in Obryn! Why am I still here!" Celeste asked loudly.

"After you were locked in the stasis chamber, the Mandalorian fleet conducted an orbital bombardment of the planet. Tens of thousands of nuclear bombs plowed the entire planet to the ground." Darth Malthael said.

Celeste Moen raised her hand and touched her neck, her hands were cold. She understood that Moore's amulet was still on her neck.

Her face gradually darkened, "Then, since you are not in the Temple of the Ascended, it means that the study of the Jedi Covenant has not started. Where is Zane? I gave him the key, but why didn't he send me away? Mandalorian The Armada? No... no... no..."

She seems to have gradually regained her will from the 4,000-year slumber, "Since it is not in the Temple of the Ascended, and since the research has not started, this amulet is still a threat to the entire galaxy! Why do you want to open this stasis chamber? Why? you know me?"

Swish! ! ! The yellow lightsaber shot out from her metal hilt, and Celeste's eyes gradually became serious, "I believe that 4,000 years have passed. But after 4,000 years, you still know the amulet, and you still know me, which means that you have done something to us. Researched! You know the power of the amulet, but you still opened the stasis chamber... means, you want it, don't you?"

Her voice rose, "This amulet has the power to destroy the entire galaxy! You know it! But you still want it! You want it, to satisfy your own ambitions! No way!"

Before the words fell, she jumped up from the stasis chamber like lightning, and the yellow lightsaber pierced Darth Malthael's chest!

Darth Malthael, however, just stood there motionless with a mocking smile on his lips.

Immediately afterwards, Celeste's lightsaber was blocked by a figure that suddenly appeared!

This is a race that Celeste has never seen before, with tough and smooth skin, no mouth and nose, and only a powerful light can be seen in the eyes. In Celeste's view, this is a manifestation of the incomparably powerful force of the original force, but it seems to be slightly different from the original force?

The person blocking her was the guardian of the temple, Talim!

"Who are you? Where did you come from?!" Celeste questioned as she kept moving her lightsaber, stabbing more than a dozen swords in an instant.

Talim ignored her at all, but silently waved the lightsaber inlaid on the wrist armor. His swordsmanship is very good, and the swordsmanship of the protoss is almost not mere formality, more of it comes from the psionic energy itself, full of power!

Celeste Moen was very fierce at the beginning, but soon fell into the disadvantaged. After less than 5 minutes of fighting, she had nothing but parry left.

Darth Malthael stood on the sidelines and watched the duel. He was not only observing Celeste Morn, but also Talim and the strength of the Protoss.

The Protoss is indeed very powerful. The Sirak tribe is not a tribe that is good at fighting, and the guardian of the temple, Talim, is old and his strength is greatly reduced. In the classification of the mothership, it is only a legendary level.

But even so, Celeste Moen was still not his opponent.

Celeste Morn's strength is roughly equivalent to that of an ordinary Jedi Master, and she is no match for Darth Lilim now. Although she is proficient in swordsmanship, and can skillfully use the force to lift up the sharp ice blocks around and stab Talim.

But these methods are completely useless to the protoss. Talim does not know how to move things with his mind, nor does he have force to predict, let alone bounce bullets back with a lightsaber. What he relies on is his rich combat experience and spiritual power able.

Protoss can't do many things that Jedi knights can do, but if it's just a one-on-one fight, every qualified protoss warrior is no less than a Jedi knight.

Finally, there was a gap in the force controlled by Celeste Morn, who was retreating steadily. Darth Malthael sneered, and suddenly an extremely powerful force slammed into him! Celeste was caught off guard, and was knocked out with a bang, and the seasoned Talim seized the opportunity to kick it out!

To say that Protoss's flying legs are really pleasing to the eye. When he is in the air, the long legs with two knee joints, which are usually folded, are completely stretched out. The legs alone are more than two meters long, like springs. Just as suddenly kicked out! Darth Malthael is also feeling emotional, if the protoss fanatics in the game can do this trick, then what's the matter with the other two races in the battle.

With such a bang, Celeste was kicked on the back with great force. She was kicked onto the ice and rolled several times, and the lightsaber fell from his hand.

Darth Malthael raised his hand, and this simple lightsaber fell into his hand. He slowly walked up to Celeste Moen, who was still struggling on the ground, and said, "Okay, enough trouble is enough. Come with me, surrender to me, and do what you should do."

Celeste got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Darth Malthael viciously, "You bastard, your mouth smells like Sith when you talk!"

She couldn't tell if Darth Malthael was a Sith or not, because he was hiding it so well.

"Oh? Ah~~hahahaha! An unknown, powerful race! Has a natural affinity for the Force! Great! Great! Worthy of research!" A strange voice suddenly came from Celeste Come out, the voice is old and majestic, it is a male.

A translucent phantom emerged from Celeste's body. It was an old man in a robe. Although he had bald his head, the remaining white hair was still neatly draped over his shoulders, and he looked dignified.

"Kaneth Moore, your soul is still there." Darth Masail looked over with a half-smile.

"You know me, you know me, you know the amulet, and you know this cheap container! Hahahaha!" Kanes Moore laughed, and suddenly his smile narrowed, staring at Darth Malthael Look, "I feel a different breath from you... wait a minute, wait a moment... you!"

His voice rose sharply, "You're a Sith! You're a Sith! Ah, if it weren't for the resonance of the Dark Side Force, I wouldn't even see you as a Force-sensitive! Fab! Fab! Haha Ha ha ha ha!!"

When Celeste Moen heard this, he was startled, and looked at Darth Malthael, "You are a Sith! No...it's impossible! Why do Sith still exist!"

"In this era, Sith are more than just existence, Celeste." Darth Masail said casually, his attention still on the soul of Kanes Moore.

"Very good...very good! You are qualified to join forces with me, to be the future of this galaxy!" Kanes-Moore said, "This bitch is useless! Take off the amulet, and you will take her Anything is fine!"

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[Easter egg chapter attached picture: Kanes-Moore and the amulet. 】