From Titan Corporation to the Empire of Man

Chapter 567 Corruption Sacrifice Changes
Om-! !

The scream of the collision between the two lightsabers tore through the solidified air, and dazzling energy sparks burst out when the plasma blades collided, illuminating the surrounding dust in detail.

The moment Obi-Wan Kenobi regained his freedom, he tightly grasped the hilt of his lightsaber with both hands, tensed his arm muscles to the limit, and thrust the blade upwards suddenly -

Zheng——!
The blow barely blocked Darth Vader's blow, but at the cost of Obi-Wan's knee slamming into the ground, the impact creating spider-web-like cracks in the sand.

The old Jedi's knuckles turned white from excessive force, and the hilt of the lightsaber vibrated violently in his palm, as if it would fly out of his hand at any time.

The two seemed to be in a stalemate, but the situations were very different.

Darth Vader held the sword with only one hand, and the lightsaber emitting scarlet light was as steady as a rock, and the blade did not even deviate half an inch.

His posture was calm and almost elegant, as if this was not a life-and-death fight at all, but just a "practice" of reunion after a long separation.

A cold, mocking smile appeared on that pale face.

However, Obi-Wan's breathing was completely disordered. Sweat slid down his graying temples, condensed into beads on his chin, and finally dripped onto the "cold" sand, instantly condensing into frost.

The blade of his lightsaber kept moving back under the pressure of Darth Vader, the blue-white plasma almost approaching his chest, the scorching heat burned his Jedi robe, and the edges of the fabric began to char and curl.

"You've regressed, Obi-Wan."

Vader's voice was low and smooth, like a venomous snake moving over silk.

The blade was tilted slightly, and the pressure exerted suddenly increased, and Obi-Wan's lightsaber was pressed towards his throat inch by inch.

"I thought twenty years of exile would at least keep you on track."

Darth Vader chuckled, his beast-like pupils flashing with cruel pleasure, "But now you are even worse than you were on Mustafar."

Obi-Wan's teeth clattered, but he could not argue.

Vader was right, his physical strength was no longer what it used to be, and the enemy before him was far more powerful and cruel than "Anakin".

"Do you think you can escape your fate by living in seclusion on Tatooine?" Vader's blade pressed down again, and Obi-Wan's arms began to tremble uncontrollably. "And I..."

The Dark Lord's voice suddenly took on a twisted fanaticism.

"I slaughtered the 'evil beasts' in the ruins of Coruscant, listened to the whispers of the gods in the depths of the universe, and my blade drank the blood of the sinners, and my hands tore apart the bastards who tried to stop me."

Darth Vader's lightsaber shook violently, and Obi-Wan could no longer hold on. He was blown away by the huge force and crashed heavily into the ruins behind him.

As the dust flew, Vader slowly approached, and his voice pierced Obi-Wan's eardrums like an icy blade.

“And you? You’re just waiting to die in the desert.”

step, step
Darth Vader's metal boots rolled over the scorched earth "frozen" by psionic energy, and every step left a burning footprint on the gravel.

His originally enjoyable expression suddenly froze, the beast's vertical pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip, and the curve of the corners of his mouth turned into a cold straight line.

"Now."

His voice was no longer teasing, but rather a kind of calmness that suppressed rage, like the dead silence before a volcano erupts.

"I'm giving you one last chance, Obi-Wan."

Chaos energy gathered at his crystalized fingertips, forming dark red lightning chains that crackled in the air.

"Tell me where you are hiding my child."

"cough cough"

Obi-Wan struggled to crawl out of the ruins. Every cough brought out large amounts of blood, splashing a glaring scarlet color on the sand.

The Jedi robe was already tattered, and his right arm was twisted unnaturally, obviously broken in the previous impact.

The lightsaber that had accompanied him for decades was nowhere to be found, perhaps buried under the rubble.

When Obi-Wan tried to stand up, his knees suddenly gave way and he fell to his knees again.

His trembling fingers dug deep into the sand, trying to use the force to support his body, but he could only grab handfuls of blood-stained burnt sand.

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At this moment, John's Thor's hammer armor made a buzzing sound as if it was overwhelmed.

The double shackles of the Force and Chaos psionic energy nailed him to the spot, and he couldn't even move his eyeballs.

He didn't need the alarm from the vital signs monitor to know that Obi-Wan's readings had fallen into the dangerous range.

A layer of frost condensed inside Douglas's visor. The Spartan tried to bite through the pain on the tip of his tongue to break free from the shackles of the supernatural power, but he couldn't even swallow.

The Spartans were "stretched to the bone" and were unable to go to assist the old Jedi Master. They could only watch as the Dark Lord approached step by step.

What's more, the Chaos Army under Darth Vader is unaffected and is sweeping the last line of defense.

All kinds of main battle tanks and armored units were devoured by the evil flames, and their gun barrels bent and drooped like melted candles;

The makeshift fortifications built by the auxiliary army were smashed by the corrupted beasts, and the soldiers' screams were silenced as soon as they came out;
The vulture gunboats and carrier-based aircraft in the sky fell one after another, exploding orange-red fire lotuses in the city. It wouldn't be long before it would be Sparta's turn, so they had no energy to assist Obi-Wan.

At this time, Obi-Wan finally raised his head.

His vision was blurry, but he could still see the horrific scene behind Darth Vader - Mos Eisley was "dying".

The outlines of the burning buildings twisted in the heat like the spasms of a dying man.

He also sensed that his own end was near.

His body was on the verge of collapse after the previous confrontation, and it was even difficult for him to get up and stay standing.

“You’ll never find him”

The old Jedi's voice was hoarse, but strangely calm.

The corners of his bloodstained mouth lifted slightly, revealing a broken smile.

Seeing this, the Dark Lord suddenly raised his right hand and formed his five fingers into a claw.

Obi-Wan's body immediately floated up, and his throat was tightly strangled by an invisible force.

Psionic lightning rushed out along the Force chains, wrapping the old Jedi's body into a human-shaped cocoon of painful light.

"Then let's ask it another way." Vida's voice was still cold, "Do you want to be my god's slave forever and never be able to reincarnate, or do you want to die happily, huh?"

"Well--!!"

Obi-Wan's body convulsed violently as the dark red lightning entangled him, and every inch of his muscle betrayed his will.

The blood vessels bulged under the pale skin like wriggling black earthworms, and his eyeballs were covered with bloodshot, almost squeezing out of the eye sockets.

But even so, he clenched his teeth tightly, locking the last words in his throat.

In the deepest part of his mind, the Jedi Master was engaged in another, more dangerous struggle. The tide of the Force surged around him, and death was imminent.

According to the ancient Jedi texts, he should release the restraints of his flesh at this moment, let his consciousness merge with the light side of the Force, and become an immortal heroic spirit.

Just like his master Qui-Gon Jinn.

But when he tried to reach that realm, he felt some kind of sticky resistance.

Above the entire Mos Eisley, a giant net woven by chaotic psionic energy is closing in.

That was not an ordinary force barrier, but some more evil existence, like a trap carefully set by a spider for flying insects, waiting to capture them the moment the soul leaves the body.

Although Obi-Wan's understanding of the Chaos God was limited, the state of Darth Vader before him was the most vivid warning.

The "gods" who gave Darth Vader his power were obviously not satisfied with simple killing.

They want more precious spoils -

The soul of a Jedi Master, especially one who had taught the Chosen One.

He remembered that when he was still young, Qui-Gon Jinn's spirit appeared beside the funeral pyre, with a translucent blue light that carried a reassuring warmth.

But the "other side" that he sensed at this moment was filled with distorted whispers, as if countless mouths were waiting to share his soul.

Moreover, the Jedi spirits are not immortal.

Even if one successfully breaks free from the shackles of the flesh, every second of maintaining consciousness consumes the accumulated Force.

Master Yoda once told him privately that even Qui-Gon's spirit was gradually fading, like footprints on the beach, which would eventually be erased by the tide.

And now, the "eternity" promised by the Chaos God to Darth Vader is nothing more than a cage in a different form.

Thunder—pop—!
At this moment, psychic lightning "pierced" his chest.

The corrupted energy penetrated the ribs, opening a glowing gash at the heart.

Obi-Wan vaguely saw the expectation in Vader's eyes, which was the desire for the prey to fall into his trap, so the old Jedi Master did something that no one expected.

He stopped the confrontation.

Not giving in, but turning all your willpower inward.

The Force ignited a blue "flame" deep within his cells, causing him to self-annihilate at the molecular level.

This is not the "becoming the Force" in the Jedi teachings, but a more decisive and complete dissipation.

? !
Darth Vader's pupils suddenly contracted.

He could feel Obi-Wan's soul disintegrating in itself, dissipating as fast as sand in an hourglass.

This kind of decisive annihilation is far more thorough than death, which means that even the heroic spirit will not be left behind.

"No! Don't even think about it!"

The Dark Lord's roar created a sound wave that materialized, and the rubble and metal debris around him turned into dust in the roar.

He suddenly opened his hands, and chaotic psionic energy and dark force surged out like a tide, completely solidifying the space where Obi-Wan was.

The air condensed into light blue crystals, the flow of time was forcibly distorted, and even the floating dust was frozen in mid-air.

Obi-Wan's "self-immolation" process was abruptly interrupted.

The Jedi Master's body seemed like a creature trapped in amber, remaining in a horrific, half-disintegrated state.

A glimmer of Force light could be seen in the crack on his chest, but it could no longer diffuse at all. Only his weather-beaten eyes could still move, reflecting the approaching black nightmare.

"Master."

Vader's voice suddenly returned to silence, just like the whispers in the corridors of the Jedi Temple.

He sheathed the scarlet lightsaber with one hand, his breathing was unusually clear in the solidified air, and he freed his left hand to place it on Obi-Wan's shoulder.

This action should have been full of "tenderness" between master and apprentice, but at this moment, Darth Vader's action made the old Jedi's bones make a "cracking" sound under the heavy burden.

"After all these years, you are still so...stubborn."

The crystal fingertips of his left hand scratched Obi-Wan's shoulder, leaving glowing corrosive lines on his skin. "You would rather disappear completely than give me the answers I want!"

As the last syllable fell, the five crystal fingertips suddenly changed direction and pierced into Obi-Wan's chest.

Although there was no bleeding, the edges of the wounds were instantly "carbonized" and dark veins spread under the skin like a net.

Darth Vader's pupils lit up an evil red, and it seemed that he was ready to inject corruption directly into his Master's body, achieving a complete transformation "from the inside out."

After all, he didn't want Obi-Wan to escape his restraints through self-annihilation.

His fingertips had already pierced into Obi-Wan's chest, his crystal-like nails glowing with various colors, and the power of chaos and corruption flowed through his blood vessels like a living thing.

"Since you are unwilling to speak." Vader's voice echoed like the abyss, "Let the gods themselves pry open your consciousness."

Now, seeing that he could not force his former Jedi mentor to surrender through force or verbal temptation, he decided to simply dedicate his mentor to the Chaos Gods.

The Dark Lord could feel the hungry gazes of the Chaos Gods in the Warp.

Sacrificing the soul of a Jedi Master is far more valuable than slaughtering tens or hundreds of millions of mortals. Obi-Wan's memory, knowledge, and especially the clues about Luke's whereabouts, will become his bargaining chips in exchange for greater power.

boom------! ! !
However, before Darth Vader could really exert his strength, an earth-shaking noise interrupted his operation.

And this was not an ordinary explosion. The entire atmosphere of Tatooine was shaking, and even the clouds shrouded in chaotic "smog" were torn into rings by a force that also transcended the laws of physics, revealing the long-lost starry sky.

The most important thing is that the Spartans, auxiliary troops and Astartes who were originally immobilized also found themselves free because of this sudden loud noise.

? !
John, who had regained control of his body, quickly turned around, and the Thor's hammer armor resumed operation. The hydraulic joints made a slight humming sound as if they were relieved, and then he looked in the direction of the sound.

On the horizon of the northern suburbs of Mos Eisley, a golden pillar of light with a diameter of four kilometers penetrated the sky and the earth.

The light was so pure that it didn't seem like a man-made thing. It was more like a fragment of a star's core falling into the mortal world. Lightning-like energy ripples danced around the edge of the light column, and every flash triggered a chain reaction in the atmosphere.

Sand grains in a radius of tens of kilometers have been vitrified, reflecting thousands of miniature "suns";
The wandering Chaos demons screamed and evaporated in the light, like morning mist meeting the midday sun;

Even the corrupted clouds in the sky were pierced, forming a perfect circular vacuum belt.

Rou~——————! ! !
Before John could react to what was happening, a trajectory emitting the same golden light came whizzing over and headed straight for Darth Vader at the speed of an afterimage.

Buzz~——Boom——!!!
The scarlet blade clashed violently with the golden trail, and its piercing buzzing sound resounded throughout Mos Eisley.

Just now, although the golden trail suddenly attacked, Darth Vader still reacted in time, immediately shifted his attention away from Obi-Wan Kenobi, and unfolded the scarlet sword to block it.

However, the powerful force still blew Darth Vader away, and then he was thrown into a ruin just like he did to Obi-Wan.
(End of this chapter)