But that one glance became the last glance of his life.
"Hssssssssss!" he let out his final cry.
The bomb that should have fallen to the ground long ago was actually hovering straight in the air as if it had grown wings, less than half a meter above his head!
He had clearly run so far. He had clearly left so many people behind. How...
Boom!!!!
With a violent explosion, his consciousness turned to ash along with his scream.
Amir silently withdrew his claw.
Just now, looking at the bomb floating in the air, he had not been able to resist having a bold idea. So he used the Force to control the bomb and make it hover, hanging right above the densest cluster of people.
It was worth mentioning that one big ant-man happened to be moving along the same path, so he became the luckiest spectator on the field.
After finishing that job, Amir looked at the two bombs still in his backpack and revealed a devilish smile.
On the other side, Joan had long since taken advantage of the chaos to leave the shipping container she had been hiding behind. She had not expected the effect of this explosion to be much better than she had imagined. Although there were still people shooting at her, those sparse attacks no longer posed much of a threat. By comparison, the Imperial Inquisitors closing in were the real danger.
While running and shooting back, she finally reached the edge of the square. Ahead was the exit gate, but at that moment, the valve door in front of Joan suddenly began to open. This sudden development made her panic slightly. If another squad appeared in front of her now to block her path, it would be very troublesome. Even if they only delayed her for a few seconds, the Imperial Inquisitors behind her would catch up.
Sure enough, the worst-case scenario appeared. The valve door opened, and the Dead Hand members stationed outside poured in all at once.
Joan immediately gave up on that direction. She could not stop moving.
But suddenly, from behind her, a string of blaster bolts came flying in. Joan was about to dodge, only to realize that the attacks were not aimed at her. Instead, they struck the valve door in front of her, instantly knocking down most of the Dead Hand members who had just rushed in.
Looking back, she saw Amir in the distance.
Her heart steadied. Joan actually charged toward the valve door, straight at the enemy.
Boom!!!
Another tremendous explosion sounded behind her, followed by the continuous crack of blaster fire. All these sounds came from the same direction!
Joan raised her blaster and fired accurately at the enemies in front of her. All the Dead Hand members who had rushed in were shot down by her and Amir's combined fire. The path ahead, which should have been a dead end, suddenly became completely clear.
Just as she was about to cross through the door, a spinning double-bladed lightsaber flew from behind toward her head.
Joan suddenly lowered her head. Scorching heat grazed her scalp, cutting away a patch of her hair.
The crimson lightsaber did not stop. It plunged straight into the valve door's control switch.
The switch was instantly destroyed, sparks and flames scattering everywhere. Worse still, as the switch was destroyed, the valve door in front of her began to close!
Although it was right in front of her, the small valve door was closing too fast. There was no time for her to pass through!
Amir, who had been about to throw out a second bomb in the distance, saw this and immediately cursed the timing. He instantly drew his own lightsaber. In this situation, he could no longer slack off and act as remote support. Joan could not hold off the Imperial Inquisitors. She would be in danger.
Just as Amir was about to rush over, a pair of mechanical hands suddenly inserted themselves into the shrinking gap of the valve door, gripping it firmly.
Then, with some unimaginable force, those hands actually pried the closing valve door open by force!
"32!" Amir said in surprise.
32 had already taken off his robe, revealing an alloy body filled with explosive strength and mechanical beauty. Three mechanical arms extended from his back, each connected to a blaster barrel, while in his hands he held a lightsaber.
At this moment, the lightsaber was already activated. It was also a double-bladed lightsaber, but its color was a clear blue.
32 advanced quickly and rushed behind Joan. The blue blade swung upward, directly blocking the Fifth Brother's strike as he slashed toward Joan. The blades crossed, releasing a piercing screech.
Joan was overjoyed when she saw reinforcements arriving to save her, and she hurriedly ran outside.
At a time like this, no one was going to perform some dramatic "we live and die together, you go first, I'll stay behind" routine. Joan believed that both 32 and Amir were very capable of escaping. Only if she, the one holding the item, left first could the others fight without restraint.
Amir ran across the scorched ground, moving quickly toward 32.
Suddenly, he saw a Rodian crawling into the corner. It was Dead Hand's boss, Nuruddin. He had survived the explosion, but his subordinates had long since forgotten him in their fear.
When even their own lives were uncertain, who would care about him?
But in Amir's eyes, this Rodian was not as unwilling as one might imagine. Everything that had happened seemed to be within his expectations.
The failed transaction, his unfulfilled goal, his rebellious blood brother, and the organization that had nearly fallen apart should, by all logic, have driven him mad and made him desperately try to recover everything.
But in this Rodian's eyes, only despair remained, along with one final trace of resolve.
Amir walked up to him. Nuruddin also saw Amir approaching.
"Hehehe... Fight over it, then. Tear each other apart. I've already lost what mattered. None of you will get that thing!"
Listening to his hoarse, frenzied words, Amir had a bad premonition.
"What do you mean?" Amir pointed his blaster at him.
"Hehehe... The thing in the case is fake. You'll never get..."
A storm of curses thundered through Amir's mind.
Fake?!
Although he had suspected it for a fleeting moment, who would have thought Nuruddin had such nerve?
He had clearly decided to trade with the Empire, yet he still put a fake item out in the open!
In that case, perhaps this man had never intended to make a proper trade at all!
"What exactly do you want?"
"What I want? If the Empire had brought what I wanted, so what if I gave them the real thing?" Nuruddin turned his head and looked up at the ceiling, gasping heavily, as though he no longer wanted to speak.
At this moment, Lindsey crawled over from the side.
"I know. I know now!" His eyes were bloodshot. "You're still doing this for that child. I miss him too! But he's been dead for ten years! You threw the entire organization and me into danger for a dead man? You're insane!"
Nuruddin looked at his furious younger brother and struggled to sit up as well.
"The organization? An organization like this deserves to be destroyed. Do you think I don't know how many filthy things you've done behind my back all these years? You knew what I hated most, yet you still captured children and trained them as pickpockets! It was the Imperial Inquisitors who took my child, you bastard!"
Knowing he was in the wrong, Lindsey could not speak.
"I already secretly sold off many of Dead Hand's assets. The money will be transferred to your account after I die. Even if Dead Hand is destroyed, you won't starve. When I saw the Imperial Inquisitors come empty-handed, I already knew how this would end!" Nuruddin stood up, but his body, badly affected by the blast, still swayed unsteadily.
Hearing his brother's words, Lindsey choked up at once.
"You... I thought..."
Nuruddin no longer looked at Lindsey. He casually picked up a blaster from the side and said to Amir:
"Help me kill the Imperial Inquisitors, and I'll tell you where the relic is!"
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