This was the first time he had fully unleashed the performance of his body. His whole person seemed to transform into a humanoid tank. Wherever he passed, dense firing lines and successive explosions erupted one after another.
With the aid of his cybernetic eye, the lightsaber in his hand captured the trajectory of every blaster bolt with precision and blocked them all perfectly.
What followed was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. 32 tore through the enemy blockade alone, quickly plunged into a narrow alley, and vanished.
On a rooftop not far away, Valera snapped a man's neck with one hand. She lowered her head, looked toward 32's escaping figure, and smiled. Then she turned around.
At the end of the main road, she saw three figures in black armor slowly approaching.
"Joan... the situation you were worried about is here."
The Grand Inquisitor looked at the chaotic scene ahead and frowned in displeasure.
Following beside him were the Fifth Brother and the Seventh Sister.
The two of them had just completed another mission, so they had come with him to search for this so-called key to immortality.
Heh. Ridiculous.
If such a thing truly existed, then it would not be just the three of them coming here.
Every powerful figure in the entire galaxy would swarm toward it like moths to flame, including that man—the pinnacle of galactic power, the Sith Emperor.
Every Sith had one or several powerful obsessions. His immediate superior, Darth Vader, pursued overwhelming strength.
And the Sith Emperor's obsession was control over life and death.
In all these years since the Empire's founding, as the most loyal hunting dogs under the Sith, the Imperial Inquisitors had done far too many things for those two Sith Lords. From those tasks, one could always glimpse a small fragment of the truth.
Just like the matter currently giving him a headache: an experimental subject from more than ten years ago, Amir... someone who had even crossed blades with him.
But none of that mattered to him.
As the Grand Inquisitor, the only thing he needed to do was faithfully carry out orders.
That way, he could obtain many things he wanted: unrestricted access to archives, great authority, endless resources. He only had to endure that fear...
"They're here! They're here!" In the middle of the road, someone hurriedly shouted to a young man nearby.
The young man looked toward the end of the road and immediately raised his hand, stopping his restless companions, who still wanted to keep chasing 32.
He walked forward, stood slightly to the side of the Grand Inquisitor's path, and forced out a smile.
"My lords, our boss is waiting for you inside the camp. I'll lead the way!"
The Grand Inquisitor glanced at him contemptuously, then continued walking forward.
Seeing this, the man quickly jogged a few steps and walked in front of the three Inquisitors at a low, deferential angle.
Amir quietly slipped behind a man on a rooftop and raised his hand, knocking him unconscious.
He had not been idly waiting during this time either.
After sending out the two droids, Amir waited until he confirmed the surroundings were safe, then climbed onto the rooftop.
Dead Hand's mixed and disorderly membership had given him an idea.
Amir carefully looked around from the rooftop and soon found his target.
It was a helmeted humanoid creature whose species could not be identified. He wore a trench coat and had two blaster pistols at his waist.
Amir quickly approached him, silently circled behind, and knocked him unconscious.
When he was not in a hurry, Amir could approach anyone without making a sound. With the Force assisting him, he was almost as if he had vanished.
Just like when he had first met Darth Sidious. In the darkness, it had been impossible to distinguish the Sith Lord's traces at all.
Amir could now roughly do the same.
The reason he had targeted this man was that Amir had taken a liking to his helmet.
The face beneath a helmet could belong to anyone. It would allow him to disguise himself and infiltrate Dead Hand's interior.
After removing the helmet, Amir saw a face too horrible to look at directly. This was a good person, then. He knew his face was frightening, so he had specially worn a helmet to avoid scaring people.
After wiping it down, Amir put the helmet on his own head.
The red visor covered Amir's field of vision, making him a little uncomfortable. The visor displayed the time, the surrounding environment, and various other data. It even had a zoom function.
He had not expected this guy to be so particular.
After stripping off the man's trench coat and replacing his own robe with it, Amir jumped down from the rooftop.
At that moment, a command suddenly sounded inside the helmet.
"Contract the line. The people the boss is waiting for have arrived. Don't let anyone into the camp!"
Hearing this order, Amir naturally walked toward the camp.
A Twi'lek mercenary who came down on the other side ignored Amir entirely, confirming that his idea was feasible.
Following beside the Twi'lek, Amir walked onto the main road and saw many mercenaries gathering there.
"Sirdan? You're here." A man walked over and greeted Amir.
Amir immediately turned around, stretched out his right hand, and waved it in front of the man's eyes.
"Mm..." The man's gaze went briefly unfocused, then he continued, "Lindsey wants us at his side."
He rubbed his head in slight confusion, then leaned closer and gave Amir a knowing look. "You didn't forget the arrangement, right? Once this job is done..." He raised his eyebrows.
Amir had no idea what to say, so he nodded steadily.
"Come with me." The man walked in front and began leading the way.
Amir followed step by step.
Just now, Amir had used mind control to make the man firmly believe he was the person the man thought he was, causing him to ignore any details that might not match.
But now Amir was the one confused.
Who was Lindsey? And what the hell did "once this job is done" with an eyebrow raise mean?
He did not know what this man was thinking, but with him leading the way, Amir no longer had to stay constantly on alert. This man seemed very familiar with the Dead Hand members near the camp, greeting people along the way as they walked deeper inside.
By contrast, the person Amir was pretending to be seemed to have terrible popularity. No one paid him any attention at all.
But to Amir, that was a good thing.
After walking for a while longer, the man in front whispered to Amir, "Lindsey recruited you because he recognized your strength. Remember your task."
After saying that, the man raised his eyebrows again, then walked toward a Rodian.
Amir had seen this Rodian before. The spider robot was following right behind him.
Amir raised his head and also saw BD-4 peeking around on a nearby rooftop.
BD-4 tilted its head and looked at Amir, seemingly recognizing him. The little droid was still earnestly carrying out its mission.
This Rodian was the same one Amir had seen while hiding earlier.
He had said he was going back to see the boss, which was why Amir had sent the two droids to monitor him.
The man said directly, "Boss, I brought Sirdan too. How are things on your end?"
This Rodian was named Lindsey.
"Nuruddin is ready, and the Empire's people are almost here. Sigh. Dead Hand will definitely be destroyed in his hands. No matter what, he should never have brought the Empire in. Even giving the thing to the Hutts would have been better," Lindsey said with some resentment.
Amir swept his gaze around. None of the people nearby reacted to Lindsey's words. The man who had brought him here was even nodding along in heartfelt agreement.
Looks like this was a whole group of turncoats.
And Amir had become one of their own.
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