Just as Mandalore began its covert transformation according to Kurt's plan, Kurt's four-person team had already arrived in the Plung System.
The kuat-class transport ship landed on Plun.
A biting wind, like a knife, whipped up snow dust from the ground. Great Master Qui-Gon and Kurt stood on the glacier. Great Master Qui-Gon's robes flapped loudly in the cold wind as he squinted, looking at the architectural outline faintly visible in the snow in the distance—
An ancient Sith Temple.
"Is that what's influencing everyone?" Kurt's helmet visor was even covered in snow as he looked at the distant temple through binoculars.
"It's so cold~" Zeta had never been to such a cold place since birth, and this was even his first time seeing so much snow. His face was even frozen red.
As a Kaili people, Nehaal couldn't stand this weather at all. Even wearing multiple layers of insulation, he was still trembling, and his breath even condensed into white mist in the air. "My home Kalee has never had such conditions~" "Mandalore and Vadir wouldn't either." Kurt chimed in, wiping his helmet and turning on the self-heating mode. Even so, it was still a bit cold.
But seeing Great Master Qui-Gon, who was as unperturbed as ever in the cold wind, Kurt was still very curious. "Great Master Qui-Gon, are you cold?"
"I've covered my body with The Force, but in a place where the Dark Side is so powerful, you'd best not do that; it's easy to be more influenced by the Dark Side." It turned out Great Master Qui-Gon had already protected himself.
He sensed that this planet had long been corrupted by the power of the Dark Side, completely unlike the white of its surface. Otherwise, it wouldn't affect passersby, or even be rumored as a legend in the Galaxy.
"Stay vigilant. I haven't seen any record of this location in either the Jedi Archives or the Mandalore Archives, which proves its antiquity." Qui-Gon's steady voice came through.
"Then we must go to the temple early, otherwise the night temperature will be extremely fatal for us."
Soon, the four began to walk along the glacier towards the temple. Kurt led the way, while Qui-Gon remained vigilant at the rear.
After walking for half an hour, Kurt made everyone stop and drew his dark saber. "Something is moving. The Dark Side is extremely powerful, but it's unclear what it is."
Qui-Gon's perception also spread out, and the other two also began to explore.
"It's not a mechanical construct; it's a creature on this planet twisted by the Dark Side!" Qui-Gon was shocked; he had never seen such a creature before.
A twisted combination of a giant moth and some kind of spider emerged from the snowstorm. Its compound eyes glowed with Sith-like eyes, and it emitted a sour sound in the Qi.
"This thing is absolutely disgusting!" Seeing this creature appear, Zeta immediately pulled out the lightsaber he inherited from his ancestors and charged forward.
Even Nehaal, who had lived in a place like Kalee for many years, couldn't accept the existence of such a creature. He also drew his lightsaber and charged forward.
Zeta didn't hesitate, instantly severing half of the creature's body. But even with only half a body, it could still move, its twisted body spilling a huge amount of blood onto the snowy ground.
"This thing seems to have inherited some characteristic of the Sith, as if it's not easy to kill at all." Kurt looked at the tenacious Sith creature.
But as Nehaal plunged his lightsaber into one of the creature's organs, it finally stopped struggling.
"Ugh." Zeta got goosebumps all over.
"Welcome to Plun." Nehaal said jokingly.
"Don't be so impulsive next time. The Dark Side can invade your bodies at any time; they will use all emotions to tempt you." Qui-Gon warned the two not to be careless.
The two nodded, and Kurt indicated that since there was no problem, they should continue forward.
Half an hour later, they finally arrived in front of the Sith Temple. At this moment, the enormous building finally revealed its complete appearance. The black stone contrasted with the surrounding white snow, and the grotesque architecture twisted upwards like demonic claws, as if growing out of the ground.
Walking to the entrance, Zeta suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion.
Walking inside, the interior was not as backward and messy as they had imagined; it was clear that someone was maintaining it.
Ancient inscriptions were carved on the walls, depicting the history of the Sith, various Dark Side rituals, and alchemy. Kurt turned on the searchlight on his head, and the other three also illuminated their surroundings with their lightsabers.
"What do these carvings say?" Kurt asked the knowledgeable Great Master Qui-Gon.
"Hmm...
....If I'm not mistaken, it should be about the rise and fall of the Sith and some kind of final Prophecy." Qui-Gon said, stroking his chin.
"Could it be a Prophecy about the child of the force?" Kurt was a bit confused, as he really didn't understand this aspect.
"It should be correct. The Bloodline born of The Force, his choice will determine the balance. If I'm not mistaken, it should be Anakin and you." Qui-Gon guessed.
"So it was already destined?" Qui-Gon asked himself, not confidently.
"Great Master, maintain your true heart; don't let the Dark Side influence you." Kurt quickly stopped Qui-Gon from thinking further.
"That's right, this might be what the Dark Side wants me to see."
Next, the four continued walking forward, suddenly sensing the presence of hundreds of people in a room ahead.
They quietly approached. The end of this passage was a circular room, where everyone, dressed in black robes, was chanting around something.
"About a hundred people, but the intensity of the Dark Side has reached a certain level." Kurt estimated.
Suddenly, a fierce light erupted from the area surrounded by the black-robed figures. A shadow rose from among them. Although it had human form, it was abnormally twisted. Its Dark Side power could even rival the current Palpatine.
"What is this thing! It's like a devil of the Dark Side walking among humans!" Qui-Gon exclaimed.
The black-robed people knelt before it. With a gesture from the phantom, the black-robed people looked towards the passage where the group was. Clearly, they had already discovered Kurt and the others, as with Kurt's The Force, like a constantly moving boss, how could they not sense him?
"Oh no!" Zeta looked at the chilling robed figures and the The Force phantom.
Instantly, those black-robed people charged forward, even able to use the power of the Dark Side. The strongest among them could even unleash The Force lightning.
Nehaal and Zeta each chose a Sith Cultist to challenge, while Qui-Gon and Kurt confronted these Cultists head-on. A Cultist instantly jumped onto Kurt's back, a dagger in his hand pointed at Kurt. "Your power can revive the Great Master! We need you!"
"We need you!"
"We need you!"
Those Cultists, like walking corpses, rushed towards Kurt. Clearly, they wanted to sacrifice Kurt to revive the phantom. It seemed they had been attracting it all along, using the life force and The Force of an unknown number of people to revive that phantom.
Kurt directly slaughtered these Cultists. After all, in his eyes, even Maul could survive at the hands of these Cultists, which means these guys combined were not as good as one Maul. Their Dark Side power was strong, but their control was useless.
The dark saber constantly cut down Cultists in the crowd, while Great Master Qui-Gon had already abandoned some of the previous Jedi regulations, directly killing these guys as well.
However, the other two novices, fighting others for the first time, and Dark Side users at that, found the combat quite difficult. But after killing the first one, they also began a skilled slaughter.
"These useless people, even with the power of the Dark Side, are still useless. However, these Jedi they attracted have much greater potential than those of our era, but if I were to control them, they would be even stronger!" The shadow emitted a blurred voice.
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