The process was relatively easy. Maul's spirit body was like a little fish that had found a river, impatiently diving straight in.
After Maul entered it, Amir carefully sensed the surrounding Force. Everything was normal. There were no remaining spirit traces around him. Maul had completely disappeared.
And in his hand, this exquisite little tetrahedral box seemed to have become Maul's new home.
"Maul should be inside this now." Amir stood up and held the Sith holocron out toward Qi'ra.
Hearing Amir's words and looking at the tetrahedron before her, Qi'ra shuddered all over. Panic rose uncontrollably in her eyes, and sweat even appeared on her forehead, as if she had seen something especially terrifying.
Amir took the holocron back.
He did not know what Qi'ra had experienced at Maul's side. From a Corellian street rat to the public leader of all Crimson Dawn, Qi'ra looked glorious on the surface, yet when facing an already-dead man, she actually had such a severe stress response.
Han Solo held the trembling Qi'ra in his arms and comforted her softly.
"In any case, Maul is finished. I'll keep this holocron for now. As for Crimson Dawn, I'll come talk to you about cooperation later." After Amir said that, he ignored the young couple.
Maul's little home had been destroyed beyond recognition. It did not look like there was anything useful left.
Amir walked out with the Darksaber and the Sith holocron.
At that moment, Millisyn's voice also came through his earpiece.
Because 32 was always silent, Millisyn had snatched the communicator away. She could not wait to share her battle experience with Amir. This had been her first time acting as co-pilot, and also her first time operating a ship's weapon. Although she had fired under 32's command, those impressive results had at least something to do with her.
"Amir! We blew up six ships! I fired the shots!"
"Really?" Amir was a little surprised too. "I didn't expect you to have so much potential as a pilot."
"Hehehe!" Millisyn laughed happily.
32 panicked again at the side. How much longer could he keep his job as co-pilot? He would hold on for one day at a time.
"I'm walking out now. Come pick me up," Amir said.
32's calm voice came through. "I'm flying toward the previous landing position. Also, the Mandalorians have all left."
"Yeah, I know."
The Darksaber in his hand was another mess. Amir did not know how to deal with it.
"And Kahalman sent a message too," 32 suddenly added.
"Did he find news about his old classmate?" Amir asked.
"Probably. I haven't read it yet." 32 had been fighting the whole time just now and had not had time to check the message.
Finally, Amir walked out of the rugged terrain and looked up ahead. Crimson Dawn's mobile base was hovering before him, faintly visible through the red mist. Beside it was the Traveler, which had just landed.
The hatch was already open. Amir walked in under BD-4's welcome.
He first went to the fridge and took out a drink. Then he walked into the lounge, sat down on the sofa, and pressed the button on the table.
At this moment, 32 and Millisyn also came out of the cockpit.
Kahalman's image appeared in the holographic projection. He said, "Joan Hurtado has replied to me. I'm going ahead first. I've already sent the coordinates to you. Contact me when you arrive."
The transmission ended. Amir sighed. "Looks like we're going to keep being busy."
Finding Joan was very important. The later development of the exoskeleton still depended on her research data.
Amir found the location on the star map and set the course.
"Is this a lightsaber, Amir?" Millisyn had discovered the Darksaber that Amir had placed on the table.
"Yes. A Mandalorian once joined the Jedi, and this is the lightsaber he made. It's called the Darksaber," Amir explained.
Millisyn curiously held the Darksaber in her hands. The curved hilt, the heavy feel—after observing it for a few moments, she could not help activating it.
The black blade suddenly extended. Millisyn's eyes widened. "There are actually black blades?"
"There are, apparently. But I don't know what the principle behind it is either." Amir was also very curious about it.
The Darksaber was indeed a very strange weapon. It had been forged by Tarre Vizsla, the first Mandalorian to join the Jedi Order. Its black blade occasionally shimmered with white light, and the blade itself had a slight curve. When swung, it produced a special sound.
Millisyn gently swung the Darksaber, but nearly cut the floor.
"It's so heavy!" Millisyn said in surprise.
Amir took the Darksaber from Millisyn's hand and tried swinging it himself. Sure enough, he felt that when he swung this blade, it was like an untamed wild horse. There was an uncontrollable forward-rushing force.
"What a magical weapon. I really want to take it apart and see..." Amir thought silently.
After swinging it a few more times, Amir put the Darksaber away and looked at the Sith holocron on the table. He also had a Jedi holocron and another Sith holocron in his possession, one given to him by Obi-Wan and the other obtained on Hoth.
The two holocrons had been placed separately in display cabinets on opposite sides of his workshop.
Now this new holocron would need a new display case.
Hopefully Maul would not be too angry when he woke up.
After putting everything away, Amir sat down in the cockpit.
For some reason, when 32 saw that Amir was about to depart, he walked over quickly and sat down in the co-pilot's seat.
Not understanding his strange behavior, Amir started the thrusters and left Dathomir.
Nar Shaddaa.
A small, excessively urbanized moon within Hutt territory. Its surface was covered in neon lights, while its underworld was filthy and chaotic, like a miniature, lawless Coruscant.
That was what Amir had learned from the files.
Joan was hiding on this moon. Although it was disorderly, it was rich in resources, had no Imperial interference, and was under Hutt protection. This place had practically become a paradise for smugglers, where all kinds of strange things could be obtained.
For a scientist who studied the human body and machinery to be hiding here did not seem out of place at all. In fact, it was extremely reasonable.
Similar to Coruscant, this moon had a world like the lower levels. On Nar Shaddaa, it was called the slums. The human test subjects Joan needed were most likely scavenged from there.
Because the coordinates Kahalman had sent him were located in the slums.
No identification was needed. No appointment was needed. The Traveler flew directly into the moon's interior and found the landing berth Kahalman had reserved for him.
As soon as he stepped off the ship, Amir choked on the murky air.
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