Three Killings

At this moment, on the other side of the galaxy, another killing has just ended.

A tall old man strolled in an ancient and spacious castle. The room was surrounded by huge French windows, and the windows were spliced ​​with stained glass to form hideous and terrifying patterns.

In the hall in the middle, more than a dozen corpses were neatly placed. These corpses had their throats cut, and the blood that flowed out completely dyed a mysterious magic circle on the ground red.

There is no doubt that this is a place of sacrifice for a cult.

Suddenly, the glass was smashed, and more than a dozen people wearing animal bone helmets and muscular bodies but whose skin looked as lifeless as corpse spots rushed forward howling.

The old man just shook his head, "No thought, no emotion, no pain...it's not even as good as a robot. What are you going to do with such a thing?"

As he spoke, he lifted his skirt and took off the handle of a lightsaber from his waist. However, unlike what is usually seen, the hilt of this lightsaber is a crank handle, which looks a little more classical and elegant.

But those brainless people didn't care about elegance at all, they just rushed forward with roars, trying to tear the old man into pieces!

The old man smiled coldly, still taking his time, opened the lightsaber, and the green light blade protruded out. He made a gesture with the tip of the sword pointing down, which was the second style of the lightsaber sword, Makashi.

Then he moved lightly, moving gracefully among the many brainless people, his movements were graceful and slow, as if he was dancing an ancient court ballet. However, his movements seemed to be slow, but those brainless people couldn't even touch his clothes. He just strolled through the enemies in a leisurely manner, but the lightsaber in his hand was as fast and deadly as a poisonous snake.

If it doesn't come out, it will kill, if it goes out, it will be fatal!

The fall of the last brainless man was only about 30 seconds away from the start of the battle. The strength of this old man is so strong that it can be said to be the top of the galaxy!

After easily eliminating these enemies, the old man came to the deepest part of the castle, but there was no one on the terrifying seat made of animal bones.

The old man sighed softly, "It's been more than ten years, and you still don't want to face me in person? Komari Vosa, my former apprentice. Well, if that's the case, I can't end your sad life with my own hands. "

After finishing speaking, he took out a communicator and said lightly: "Issuing a reward to the bounty hunters, whoever kills the leader of Bando Gosa, Komari Vosa, can get... 5 million credits. In addition send this bounty, especially to Jango Fett, the best bounty hunter in the galaxy."

5 million credits! The old man's understatement is equivalent to sending out two CR-90 frigates!!

...

At the same time, the third killing also took place on another planet.

A man with blood-red skin, black spots extending from his face to his whole body, barbs growing on his head, and blood-red eyes full of murderous intent was walking among the corpses. It's a Zabrak!

This place should be a spaceship repair factory. There are at least 300 people working together with the guards, but now, all of these people have turned into corpses!

The murder weapon was a blood-red lightsaber in the hands of this red man. And unlike ordinary lightsabers, the lightsaber in this person's hand is a double-ended lightsaber, and a blood-red light blade shoots out from both ends of the hilt!

He went directly to the console, stabbed down with a sword, and the entire mainframe was instantly pierced by the lightsaber. Under the high temperature of millions of degrees, the mainframe was instantly melted into a lump of metal, and naturally, there was nothing left of the data inside.

Then he put away the lightsaber, swept aside the head that was casually placed on the table just now, solemnly arranged the communicator, knelt down on one knee, and then connected the communication.

A person wearing a cloak appeared in the holographic projection, with a hook-like nose and wrinkled face exposed under the hood, the Zabrak bowed his head and saluted: "Darth Sidious, my lord. I have slain one of the Vigos of the Black Sun, Vigo Tafares."

"You did a good job, Darth Maul. Believe me, you didn't leave a single one alive, right?" Sidious's distorted voice came.

"I scanned the entire factory with a drone, and not even a single dog survived!" When Darth Maul said this, his eyes glowed scarlet and bloodthirsty.

"I got the news that Vigo Cedignan was also killed. Counting those who were killed recently, there should be only 4 people left in the nine Viggos of the Black Sun, hahahahaha..." Das - Sidious smirked.

"The Black Sun people are just a bunch of cowardly bugs! After they found that they couldn't resist the assassination directed at the high level, they have already started to retreat in an all-round way. I went to several of their former strongholds, and they were all empty." Darth Maul kept gritting his teeth while speaking, looking very hideous.

"This is inevitable. No organization can survive the joint killing of the Trade Federation, the Enterprise Alliance, and the Interstellar Banking Association. What's more... it's the Sith who did it! Hehehehehe..." Sidious said laugh.

"Do you need me to give them the final blow?" Darth Maul asked.

"Don't worry, I still have a few lists here. Get rid of them first, and I can place the pawns on the Black Sun in advance. In this way, after killing the leader of the Black Sun, Alexi Garyn, the largest player in the galaxy the organisation will be under my control!"

"Garyn, an idiot, will never think until his death that their hidden fortress in Laltier has long been under our surveillance!"

Darth Sidious, who was in Coruscant, turned off the communication, looked at the Coruscant industrial zone full of factories, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "The Fourth Group? Hahahaha... Since even the master has to keep working hard, how can I, as an apprentice, fall behind?"

After thinking about it, he connected to another communication.

The communication was connected, and a Neimoidian appeared at the other end.

Although the Neimoidians looked as ugly as a flounder, the Neimoidians in front of him were quite handsome despite being ugly. He is tall and straight, with a serious expression and a domineering look. According to the standards of the Neimoidians, he should be a very handsome person.

But when he saw Darth Sidious, the Neimoidian was obviously taken aback, "It is definitely not an ordinary person who can know my secret frequency band! Who are you?!"

"I'm here to talk to you about cooperation, Senior Director of the Trade Federation, Nute Gunray!" Darth Sidious's voice was deep and magnetic.