The Fourth Scourge of Star Wars

1114. The Confused

After watching Darth Malthael leave the bridge, Ling Liang gave the Hermit a military salute, and said meticulously: "Mr. Hermit, in the next time, I appreciate your help."

The hermit nodded without speaking, he just stared at the other screen.

On the sensor screen displayed on this screen, it seems that a drone is monitoring and photographing a large piece of damage on the bow of the Xuanwu due to the impact just now.

When the Xuanwu hit the ship just now, it didn't open the shield on the bow, all it wanted was to feel the feedback shock at the moment of the hit! Enjoy the grinding sound of metal clashing on impact! Listen to the wail of the Republic battleship as it is crushed!

There is no doubt that this is also the order of the dead angel.

No matter how important and crucial he is to the future of the Galactic Republic, he will always be a Sith! A wicked Sith Lord! The hermit roared in his heart.

Sith Lords have no moral code, all they have are their own goals, their own interests, and their own whims.

And now the dead angel who has no disguise in front of him shows this side unscrupulously.

At this time, the change in the picture suddenly attracted the hermit's attention, because he found that the damage caused by the impact of the Xuanwu just now was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye! !

The reason why it is so obvious is that the place where it was hit was the corner of the bow, which was completely broken and shattered during the impact, and the fragments were mixed into the wreckage of the Hunter class and could not be found anymore.

But now, this sharp corner is rapidly re-forming the structure, and then recovering quickly!

In less than a minute, it was back to normal! !

"Oh, Mr. Hermit, you are looking at this." Ling Liang noticed his gaze and said politely, "This is a self-replicating nano-robot, which is specially used to repair the hull. But in the process of self-replication It needs to consume a lot of power, so it can't be turned on all the time, but now the battle situation is relatively easy, and it doesn't matter if you waste some energy. The battleship engineer called this system...'Frenzy Defense', maybe because these nano-robots repaired the battleship. It's very violent, isn't it? Ha."

Ling Liang didn't know the origin of the hermit, but only knew that she was an assistant hand-picked by the dead angel, and naturally got to know her a lot better, and even made a little joke.

This kind of repair speed, coupled with such a terrifying fleet shield system, and the equally terrifying interference matrix system! Xuanwu, even if it ran directly into the enemy fleet and turned around, it would still be safe and sound!

The Galactic Republic, I'm afraid they haven't really understood the horror of this battleship at all!

The hermit thought to himself, is this the power mastered by the Lord of Sith? The Milky Way may really be changing...

Under the cover of the coarse cloth robe, he clenched his fist again, and even touched the hilt of the lightsaber with one hand. He tried his best to suppress his impulse to prevent himself from pulling out the lightsaber and killing everyone on this terrifying battleship. Everyone was killed.

Adi Gallia, who had been standing aside, looked back at him, and said, "Mr. Hermit, you have been busy for a long time just now, how about going to have a glass of juice?"

The hermit nodded, and didn't bother to say hello to Ling Liang, so he staggered towards the bar at the corner of the bridge.

Adi Gallia still bid farewell to Ling Liang, and then sat down with the hermit, "A glass of strong wine and a glass of apple juice."

"Roger Roger." The robot waiter immediately brought two glasses, and under the surprised gaze of the hermit, Adi Gallia raised his head and drank the glass of spirits directly.

Then she put down the glass and pushed the light apple juice in front of the hermit, who took a simple sip through a straw.

"The glass of wine just now is no different from white water to me." Adi Gallia stared at the hermit and said, "I don't know who you are, but the force told me that I should know you. And The original force on your body is still bright, so why did you come to the dead angel?"

"The force in your body is also on the bright side. Although it is no longer pure, your original heart is still firm. Master Adi Gallia." The hermit said seriously.

"Because, I'm already a living dead, just like Siri Taki. And I don't know how long I can keep my sanity." Adi Gallia said, "So, I want to chat while I can Time to talk to you."

"Ciri-Taki, is dead."

"I know, you killed him. The video has been widely circulated on the dark web in the underground world. Before you fought, you seemed to chat with her for a while? Do you know her?" Adi Gallia then shook his head and smiled wryly. "Oh yes, of course you do. You're no doubt from the Jedi Order."

She sighed, "I died...in the Battle of Terminus, I lost to the Angel of Death. Then, he resurrected me, and the resurrected me could not resist his will, so I could only serve him. But , People resurrected by dead angels will gradually lose their minds and gradually become a real walking dead... I have always relied on my original force to support me, but I don't know how long I can last... "

"Resurrection... such an ability actually exists?" The hermit was a little surprised.

"That's right... I watched Master Glyn-Betty and Master Aiden Ward turn into mindless killing machines, and then watched them be sent to die on the battlefield of the planet Marathal... Adi Gallia shook his head, "This is the ability of the dead angel, the ability to play with life. He can not only heal wounds, but also bring the dead back to life, and in turn, he can also easily deprive others of their lives..."

Adi Gallia asked the robot waiter to give her another glass of spirits, drank it down again, and continued: "And what scares me the most is that the dead angels are getting stronger and stronger every day. It's getting darker. To put it bluntly, even compared to the day I just met him, his temper has changed a lot in less than half a year. He has become more violent and cruel... like He wouldn't have done the command to hit it just now..."

"Oh? Because of sympathy?" the hermit asked.

"It's because it's meaningless." Adi Gallia glanced at the hermit, and said: "The dead angel has always had a very strong purpose in doing things, and he rarely does things that are superfluous. But now, some people just want to vent their hearts. Dark and violent things are beginning to increase, and this is what I am worried about—because he may not be able to control his growing dark side power."

"With the power currently possessed by the Dead Angel, once he loses control, it will be catastrophic for the entire galaxy. Is this why you stay with him?" the hermit asked.

"No, the reason I stayed was because of Coruscant..." Adi Gallia said, "The dead angel showed me the other side of this galaxy... the other side under the mist... I saw it , Coruscant’s inextricably deep darkness! Mister Hermit, the Galactic Republic has long been infiltrated by darkness.”

"This is because another Sith lord, Darth Sidious, is the speaker of the Galactic Council, Schiff Palpatine." The hermit said slowly.