22BBY, October 14, the Outer Rim of the Galaxy, Terminus, Outer Space.
Darth Malthael, wearing a Black Cloak, sat cross-legged in a Warship Cabin with a transparent skylight, meditating quietly.
Suddenly, his eyes opened suddenly, and a terrifying golden light flashed in them. He raised his head and looked towards the direction of the endless universe outside the window.
"Anger, humiliation, sadness, despair...I feel your emotions, Chosen One." Darth Malthael said to himself coldly.
"What do you feel?" An old but deep voice came from the Gauntlet of Kressh the Younger, which was the soul of the Jedi, Lucien Draay, who resided in it.
"The Battle of Jabiim, it seems, is over," said Darth Malthael.
Sure enough, his Subspace Transceiver soon rang, and the Holographic Projection of the Dark Jedi Ulu Ulix appeared inside. He knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "My Lord, the Galactic Republic have been fully withdrawn from Jabiim. According to your instructions, I stayed close to Alto Stratus during the battle, and successfully prevented two Jedi Knights from assassinating him."
"What is Alto doing now?" Darth Malthael asked indifferently.
"He is on his way to the Capital. I believe he will soon announce the establishment of a new Government for Jabiim, and it is very likely to be an Autocratic Government." Ulu Ulix said.
"Assist Alto in dealing with some things and enhance our sense of presence on Jabiim. Afterwards, the Fourth Group will also assist Jabiim in the reconstruction work." Darth Malthael said.
"My Lord, I still have doubts in my heart." Ulu Ulix asked respectfully with his head down: "Why do we have to spend so much time on poor and Backward Planets like Jabiim and Kalee? Why help them develop and rebuild? They won't help us in our war."
"When one day you become the enemy of the entire Galaxy, you will be thankful that you still have these allies. These things should not be your doubts. After finishing the things over there, come to Terminus as soon as possible." Darth Malthael waved his hand and turned off the Holographic Projection.
"Jabiim Star Wars..." Lucien Draay said slowly: "I heard you talk about the origin of this battle. If it is true as you said, then there is indeed no need for the decayed Galactic Republic to exist."
"That's why the Chosen One who has witnessed all this will feel such anger, humiliation, sadness, and despair." Darth Malthael said.
"The depravity of the Chosen One in this war is unstoppable, do you want to accept him as an Apprentice?"
Darth Malthael sneered, "Hehehehe, the Chosen One is destined to become Darth Sidious's apprentice, and he is also destined to kill Darth Sidious himself, to serve the Force. Brings balance. Why would I want to prevent a fate that is so interesting and in my favor?"
"Killing Sidious, will it really bring balance to The Force?" Lucien Draay asked.
"Maybe, maybe not." Darth Malthael raised his hand, looked at the Gauntlet of Kressh the Younger on his wrist, and said slowly, "But I think my children will solve this problem for me."
Lucien Draay laughed dumbfounded, "Children? You don't even have a wife now."
"Wife?" Darth Malthael had a strange expression on his face, "She will not be born until 3 years later, of course I don't have a wife now."
Lucien Draay's expression froze, "What are you planning? A wife who hasn't been born yet?"
"Ah, if it's her, the children born to me and her will be uniquely powerful in this Galaxy." Darth Malthael slowly clenched his fists.
"And then?" Lucien Draay began to feel extremely ominous in his heart.
Darth Malthael once again showed that weird and unpredictable smile, which even made people shudder. But he didn't answer Lucien Draay's question, but said: "You know what? All people who are influenced by fate... In the final analysis, they are not strong enough."
After speaking, he stood up and walked towards the door.
Only Lucien Draay sighed faintly in the air, "...You should have already thought about it, Young Sith Lord. If The Force is to return to balance, you yourself will be the one who will be destroyed. But fate... ...is it really countable?"
...
When Darth Malthael came to the Bridge, the Fleet Commander, Admiral Matt Horner, was standing with his hands behind his back, standing steadily like a compass, staring intently at the Holographic Star Map in front of him.
Hearing footsteps, Matt Horner turned around and gave a Military Salute, "Lord Angel of Death."
"According to the plan, I will leave the Battlefield today. The relationship between me and Dawn must not yet made public." Darth Malthael glanced at him and said.
"Yes! I'm already making arrangements. Now the Outer Line of Defense on Terminus is under construction, and the Mines and Factories occupied by the Army have begun to operate at full capacity to supply the war. Even if you are not here, this battle, we will win!" said Matt Horner firmly.
Darth Malthael looked at the Holographic Star Map and asked, "Are the Republic Warships still coming?"
"Yes. Now their number has increased by 40, of which 5 are Capital Warships. The Procurator-class Star Battlecruiser is indeed a great threat. Most of our Kol-class Battlecruisers are seriously damaged, it's hard to shake its Deflector Shield," Matt Horner said.
There was also a rare flash of worry in Darth Malthael's eyes.
The Procurator-class Star Battlecruiser, 2,500 Meters, Heavily-Armed, and primarily used to defend the Kuat Sector. Don't look at the fact that the Plague Plague Ragnarov-class Titan Battleship easily destroyed this Warship during the Cato-Neimodia Raid. In fact, on such a Conventional Space Battlefield, the Combat Capability of this Large Capital Warship is extremely powerful.
The Galactic Republic usually uses this kind of Huge, Slow and Expensive Warship to guard the Inner Rim and Core World Planets, and now it is unprecedented to send one to Terminus, which shows how much the Republic attaches importance to this place.
Matt Horner added: "My next goal is to occupy the two Moons of Terminus, and then build an Orbital Defense System on the Moons to support Battle Operations. Please rest assured that I will do my best to shorten this battle."
Darth Malthael nodded.
At this time, news from the Medical Center came through the Subspace Transceiver, "General, the body of the Jedi Knights who were shot down by the Angel of Death before has been salvaged and is in the Medical Room."