Frost Wings

"I killed, I killed..." Dooku kept mumbling, he stood up straight, raised his head nervously, and looked left and right at a group of equally panicked beggars.

"He killed people!" "He has magic tricks!" The beggars exploded.

"I didn't kill anyone!" Dooku's eyes turned red with rage, and the force spurted out violently. A group of beggars, old and young, floated up in the air under a strong force. They stared desperately under suffocation. He kicked his legs, grabbed the nonexistent hand that was strangling his throat, stuck out his tongue, and finally fell into the dark river of the sewer with a plopping sound.

A burst of undercurrent rushed through, and the open space was clean, except for Dooku, as if the group of beggars who were active just now were all illusions.

The rapid breathing slowed down, and Dooku slowly opened his eyes.

The empty space calmed him gradually, and his expression calmed down from the unpredictable.

After a few minutes he took a deep breath, and there was no more panic in his eyes.

"Well, I really didn't kill innocents with the force choke, that's the skill of the Sith, how could it be done by a Jedi like me."

Dooku looked left and right, stroked his chin and thought, "That's right, it's all an illusion. Sure enough, it's the cunning and pervasive dark side of the Force."

lie.

"Who?" A cold voice appeared in his mind, and he looked up vigilantly.

hallucinations?

Whether it is an illusion or not, you know for yourself.

"Who are you?" Dooku shouted, sweating profusely.

The voice sneered and stopped speaking. Dooku stood for a long while in cold sweat, and finally stood up straight and said to himself again: "It's still an illusion."

"I must return to the Order immediately," Dooku thought to himself. "Report what happened here, but what about my dark force?"

"If I go back like this and tell the truth, I can be forgiven by the council." Dooku frowned deeply: "But there will definitely be an observation period and a penance period, if I can't get rid of the dark side of the force..."

Dooku shook his head, not daring to imagine the consequences.

His thinking has become a fork in the Jedi philosophy. This is not a mistake, but the original intention of his entry into the Jedi Order determined that he could not fully agree with the Jedi philosophy.

It was fine before it was soaked by darkness. In the current state, as long as he enters the observation period, unless Dooku violates his original intention of serving his hometown, it will no longer be possible to restore his identity.

"I can't be a Jedi anymore, I have to leave the order." Dooku closed his eyes: "No matter what, I have to leave, the cultivation of the Force must continue, and I must have enough strength to go back and inherit the political status of the family. Find a way to solve the problem of the Force, and I can't be expelled from the cult for favoring the dark side, which will destroy my reputation."

He stood up and thought about the future path, but calmed down for a while.

But how to erase the traces left by the dark side on the body? At least you can't let others know that you've committed a taboo.

Dooku thought about it and decided to suppress his fibril activity.

It wasn't a good decision, and he knew it meant he might be wasting years of hard work.

Oh, actually you don't have to do this, I can help you.

"Who the **** are you?" The hallucinations made Dooku break out in a cold sweat again.

"Didn't you hear my name?" The voice let out a strange laugh. In front of Dooku, a figure shrouded in a black robe manifested in front of him through the force. He revealed his identity unabashedly.

"Sith." Dooku was furious: "Get out of my sight."

"Insults won't help you solve your predicament, sir." The shadow laughed: "Power is just a tool, what is the difference between light and darkness?

You were forced into this dilemma by my enemies, don't you want revenge? Oh~ you are noble, so you can't continue to gain power in the Jedi Order, do you still want to continue your dream? To achieve your dreams, you cannot do without strength, do you think I am right? "

"You..." Dooku looked gloomy and uncertain, he wanted to blurt out angrily, but the messy emotions made him press the words back to his tongue, this action made him realize a terrible fact, he was already moved.

That's right, no matter good or evil, only power can decide everything, isn't it? No matter how eloquent the opponent may be, it is only power that decides the matter.

If the power is strong enough, I can achieve my purpose, and if the power is strong enough, Arbat will not die... Justice will only show its meaning if it has enough power, right?

And... a common enemy?

What does this mean, Dooku's face is gloomy, and his emotions are constantly changing.

...

It's perfectly normal for a Jedi to fall into a Sith for power.

The debate on power and righteousness and evil is a dialectical issue in Bai's eyes. From the perspective of the process, it is easy to obtain 'the power of the group' by following the righteous way; however, the reason for transforming the world is not the righteous way, but the power as a result. . In a standard single civilized society, when there is no supernatural setting, the process generally tends to be greater than the result, but in the abnormal setting, the answer to this question is very entangled.

Based on Bai He's personal experience, if the power gap between individuals in the community reaches the level of Antas, the top powerhouse's opinion of the common people can only be restricted by personal love and hatred, and the laws of the common people are basically useless. In such a world, once faced with the fork in the power and the right path, the problem will become extremely complicated. If you add the factors of concept identification and love and hate, the problem will be even more difficult to decide.

However, Bai Moulong doesn't think there is any difficulty in this problem. A simple truth is enough as a principle: if you choose a method, you must bear the consequences.

It was easy for Bai He to guess Dooku's choice. The talented Master of Force was beaten and venomous by him. His worldview was on the verge of collapse. The Jedi Council was not a vegetarian and would never let Dooku go easily.

However, Bai He also knew that even if he took refuge in the dark side, Dooku would not necessarily rebel against the Sith Maharaja - this man has a pedantic aristocratic style and believes in loyalty. Realizing the intention of the Sith Maharaja, what choice will he make?

Baihe cut off the peeping force peeping, although he only vaguely sensed that Dooku's mood suddenly calmed down. Knowing that what you expected is almost happening.

The more times it is used, the more Baihe senses the beauty of the original force. This thing is a bit like the source of Antas, but the power level is not high.

According to the source force model summed up by Baihe in Antas, its internal structure is very complex. From the inner layer to the outer layer, it can be roughly divided into 'primitive driving', 'regular force', 'medium force', and 'manifestation force' , 'Ordinary force', the nature of the force is between the medium force and the manifest force, which makes it possible to sense the change of the force at a long distance, and this effect does not exist in Antas.

"Snook, now the Republic's most advanced aerospace technology, can provide a plan for exploring hyperspace."

"I am an aborigines from the marginal star area, and I don't know cutting-edge technology." Snook said: "However, according to the knowledge and experience I have gained in handling affairs over the years, I think this technology is unlikely to exist. This is researched.”

"Oh~ It seems that I need to search. By the way, is there any information on the three Sith Das Traya 4,000 years ago?"

"Darth Traya." Snook frowned deeply, looking at Baihe with increasingly strange eyes: "I have never heard of this name, 40 centuries ago? Mr. Vader, I doubt where you came from. That name? Oh, I forgot that you're an antique from the interstellar forge, she's the Sith of that generation?"

"This is a famous Sith warrior who tried to destroy the Force across the galaxy."

"She must be a lunatic." Snook commented: "Unrealistic goals."

"She came up with and implemented what she thought was an effective strategy. Maybe it's not realistic to destroy the Force. But her plan does look like it. At least I know one of her results."

"Destroy the fruits of the Force?"

"She invented an extremely dangerous force technique called 'Echo'. The power of this technique can cut the connection between living beings and the force." Baihe said: "It is fundamental to the simple principle of shielding fibrils. Different, she can use this technique to cause the slump of the Force in a large area. According to my records, she almost succeeded at that time, but in the end she was persuaded by her disciples to return to the bright side of the Force. "

"It's impossible." Snook's fingers trembled: "If there is such a technique, isn't it the same as God?"

"This is a very sensitive question, what do you think the force is?" Bai He leaned back on the chair, raised his right hand, and a mass of energy seemed to jump at the tip of his hand: "A simple superpower? Biochemical effects of specific physiology? Or cosmic energy? Or will?"

"This is a question that I can't answer." Snook showed a somewhat irritated expression on his face. He hated Bai He's neurotic questioning. He also knew that Bai He was just talking to himself, but every time he would Involuntarily to explore the deep meaning - this is the aftermath of the conversation left him, this exploration gradually convinced Snoke that this guy is a nonsense psychopath.

Snook knew that a bizarre logical jump was about to occur in this mentally ill language, and he would never be able to dig out the causal relationship of this jump for the first time, such as this sentence: "So we should conquer the whole galaxy as soon as possible."

Hmm, is the conquest of the galaxy related to the 'Echo' technology? Snook thought sadly.

"First of all, we have to occupy the ideological position." Baihe said: "The weapon is the technology of longevity, so that we can compete for enough manpower, but before that, I have to start the second stage of samurai training to improve our force."

"Are you going to open the second stage of the instant warrior potion?"

"Pick up my information." Baihe pointed to Snook's terminal.

"Huh?" Snook looked at the computer screen, and was quickly startled: "The combined transformation of the force body? Do you want to go directly to this step?"

He stood up: "After this transformation, you only need a lot of injections of your kind of medicine. The level of the quick warrior's force may not be higher than mine, but the combat power is stronger than me."

"You can't fight in the first place." Baihe looked at Snook's physique: "Don't delusionally think that you are threatened, even if there is a threat~www.wuxiahere.com~ I will give you something bigger."

"Tsk~" Snook sat back and put down the note pen in his hand: "What on earth did you think."

"The Jedi Order will not give up, the next time you come is when you will die." Bai He blinked at Snook: "Are you ready?"

...

Through the long underground passage, Bai He walked into the basement, and No. 4 squatted there quietly, waiting for the routine inspection.

This inspection is also of special significance. No. 4 is the closest to perfect sample among the many war beasts in Baihe. In the past year, the force of this beast has been in a stable state of stagnation, and others have been high and low. Or the guy with unstable nature, Baihe knew that this meant that this war beast had the possibility of further upgrading.

Its further upgrade means that Baihe can cultivate a large number of evolutionary fibrils, and through the transformation of biological matrix, Baihe can also follow the drug leveling.

No. 4 cooperated with Baihe and fought Yarbat to escape. It was a rare and intense actual combat practice. Baihe faintly felt that it might gain something.

The Beast watched Baihe coming and walked towards the cultivation tank consciously. All its behaviors were controlled by the biomechanical brain of the brain device. The intelligence set inside could only allow him to selectively fight. Coordinate the animal body and transfer the data to Baihe in real time.

Baihe gave instructions, the equipment inside the culture tank collected body fluid and tissue samples, and the enlarged fibril sample appeared on the monitor screen. Baihe carefully checked, and soon a thick and long specific fibril appeared. He stopped searching.

He carefully inspected the thicker-looking fibril, and quickly became ecstatic. To find this site, please search for "6 Mao" or enter the URL:.

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