The Fourth Scourge of Star Wars

1139. The Betrayal of Pang-Krel (Part 2)

"Dead Angel? This name shouldn't appear here!" Pang-Krel pretended to be nonchalant, "This matter needs to be kept highly confidential, who else knows?"

"Only I know, and then you, General," said the clone commander.

"The name of the dead angel appeared on the planet of Umbara, this matter is no trivial matter! Maybe this battle is not so simple. I will handle this matter, you continue to do your work, the three words of the dead angel must not be Tell anyone! Otherwise, it will be punished with the crime of leaking secrets!" Pon Krell said in a low voice, "Now, immediately let people block the tower, and no one is allowed to approach!"

"Yes!" The clone commander saluted and answered firmly.

Pon Krell waved his hand to let him leave as soon as possible, and then walked quickly towards the tower.

More than a dozen heavily armed clone troopers have come around the tower to seal it off.

Pang-Krell came to the control center of the tower and saw an encrypted communication flashing, but the content of this communication was encrypted, but there was a clear sign-Death Angel, as if he was afraid that others would see it. Not the same.

Open the communication, the content of the communication is only a short line, and unexpectedly, Pon Krell directly read the content - 'I am, the dead angel'!

Pon-Krel frowned, because this communication was not actually an encrypted communication, but was written in the language of the ancient Sith Empire. The clone troopers did not know it without deliberately compiling with a decoder, just blinking an eye.

But as a Jedi Master, you should definitely know this kind of writing!

In other words, this communication is reserved for the Jedi Knights!

Pang-Krel hesitated for a moment, and clicked the message again. There was a rustling sound from the encrypted communication terminal, and after a few seconds, a voice came from the communicator.

"Master Pang-Krel, it seems that you have made up your mind."

Pon-Clair narrowed his eyes, the voice sounded very young, and it sounded out of breath, as if the person was very weak and tired.

There is no oppression of the powerful dark side force, and there is no eerie aura. It seems that on the other end of the encrypted communication in the hyperspace, it is just a sick young man.

Such a person cannot be the Lord of the Sith, the Angel of Death!

Pang-Crell's tone gradually cooled down, "I don't want to make any jokes, kid. You're talking to a Jedi master!"

"Don't... speculate on my identity, Master Krell. Because now, only I can save your life in front of your stupid plan," the voice said.

"The capital of Planet Umbara is about to be captured! The Galactic Republic will usher in a decisive victory! I don't need anyone to care about my own life." Pon Krell said coldly.

"Decisive victory? On the planet Umbara? Hehehehe..." The voice laughed mockingly. "If this happened, you'd be very disappointed, wouldn't you?"

"What are you trying to say?" Pon Krell was shocked.

"You have seen the failure of the Galactic Republic, the destruction of the Jedi Order, the establishment of the... new order, very good... This shows that your foreknowledge is stronger than most Jedi masters, very good. You Want to destroy two entire corps of clones in the Galactic Republic on Umbara, as a stepping stone in your new order, in pursuit of the power and status you desire," the voice said.

"Are you really a dead angel?" The shock in Pon Krell's heart couldn't be more, because this was the secret that he hid in the depths of his heart, and no one knew it except himself!

But now, it was revealed by the sick voice on the other end of the communicator!

"I'm the Governor of Dawn Planet, Tang Xiao, and I'm having afternoon tea now. So, don't care about my voice, I just want to be honest with you, instead of playing with those false so-called imposing manners." Tang Xiao said lightly. He said, "You don't feel wrong, Tang Xiao, you're not feeling well these days."

He was telling the truth, but speaking it out in this way would only make Pon Krell think in another direction.

Tang Xiao's health is indeed very bad now. After using the Dark Reaper to extract the powerful and violent dark side force from Carnes Moore, even his own strength is extremely weak.

At this time, the situation on the planet Umbara, which he had been instructing the intelligence department to pay attention to, had changed again, and he had to respond to it.

Master Pang-Crell, a Jedi Order war hero, and a very powerful lightsaber duelist, can be said to be the perfect thug.

In the original plot, he wanted to sabotage the Galactic Republic's operations in the battle of the planet Umbara, so he took this opportunity to turn to the dark side, but he misestimated the loyalty and determination of the clone soldiers, and ultimately fell short.

And now, Tang Xiao definitely wouldn't want to miss such a thug who could be said to be sent to his door. However, his current state is really bad, so he can only bluff Pon Krell first.

Master Pang-Krel completely believed this time, because Tang Xiao, the Governor of Planet Dawn, was the Sith Lord who had been lingering behind the shady scenes of the galaxy since the beginning of the war, the information of the dead angel has been conveyed to the Here are some Jedi masters with more combat missions.

As one of the most active front-line Jedi masters, Pang Krell naturally knew this top-secret information.

He said sternly: "The Jedi Order has long since decayed. They have become the lackeys of the Republic, and will surely perish with the fall of the Republic. This is not the ending I want..."

"You saw a lot of things, but you also missed a lot of things. You made the right decision, a new order is about to be established, and the Jedi Order will be destroyed with the establishment of the new order. You can't be alone. But your The question is, what do you want?" Tang Xiao asked back.

"I want power! Power! Wealth! I want to be above everything!" Pon-Clair clenched his fists.

"Then I suggest that you go to Count Dooku. These things can be easily satisfied by the Confederation of Independent Galaxies, especially for a powerful Jedi Master like you." Tang Xiao's voice was so playful.

"Why did Count Dooku come to you instead of coming to you? If the information I got is correct, Count Dooku is not the Lord of the Sith, right?" Pon-Krel's face sank.

"That's right, the name of Count Dooku, the so-called Darth-Teranas, is not recorded in the Book of Sith. He is indeed not the Lord of the Sith." Tang Xiao said.

"Then why..."

"Ah, because you don't deserve it."

"What did you say?!"

"Hehehe...Poor Pang-Krel, do you really think that after a few victories, you are worth something in my eyes? No, no, your value is not even comparable to this planet of Umbara. " Tang Xiao sneered.

"You are looking for me, UU is reading www.uukanshu.com because of Planet Umbara?!" Pang-Krel's chest rose and fell sharply, and the anger in his chest was accumulating.

"That's right. The fleet of the Confederation of Independent Systems can't stop you from landing directly near the capital of Umbara, so in the face of your raid, their capital can't be held for too long." Tang Xiao said, "And you are in the clone army. Those little tricks you did, other than putting yourself in there, didn't help the whole battle."

"This is your incompetence and weakness! What does it have to do with me!" Pon Krel growled.

"Well, then along with the Jedi Order and the Galactic Republic, it is only your incompetence and weakness to be destroyed in the waves that spread throughout the galaxy. What does it have to do with me?" Tang Xiao retorted.

"What do you want?" Pon-Clair finally suppressed the anger in his heart and asked in a deep voice.

"Help the Confederation of Independent Systems and win on Planet Umbara. Come back alive and go to Count Dooku. Then... when you're ready to face the real darkness, come back to me," Tang Xiao said.

"What should I do?"

"Asajj Ventress, a dark believer of Count Dooku, is coming to the planet of Umbara, but the Confederacy now has insufficient mobile fleets to send too many robot troops. Therefore, you need to delay the speed of action of the clone troops, Give the Umbarians more time to mobilize reinforcements, that's the right way to win... not to engage in some cannibalism you've planned, which will only expose you faster."