Chapter 432: General Grievous, Is Born
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Chapter 432: General Grievous, Is Born
Turn back the time to two months ago, Planet Geonosis.
A pair of hideous eyes with vertical pupils opened suddenly, and the eyeballs slowly turned, looking at everything around them.
Medical Droids, Bacta tanks, Robotic Arms, Doctors, and... Geonosians.
Raise your hands, and what you see is a pair of Mechanical Arms. Although they are unfamiliar, they are very flexible. There is no delay at all from the transmission of signals from the brain to the movement of the Mechanical Arms.
And almost at the same time, countless scanned data appeared in his eyes, analyzing everything around him in detail.
A Geonosian man with a cane came over and muttered in Geonosis's language, and the translator immediately translated the language, "Are you awake, General Grievous."
"I am... what happened?" Grievous looked down at his body. It was a body wrapped in a cold body, but he could feel his throbbing and fiery heartbeat beneath the body.
"Your operation was successful, General Grievous." Archduke Poggle of Geonosis came over with a cane and said, "We used the most Advanced Bio-Mechanical Technology to create this pair for you. This body can guarantee you to have extremely powerful strength, enough to allow you to destroy all Jedi Knights!"
"Jedi Knights..." Grievous repeated the term, and he could only feel a surge of rage, "They plotted to assassinate me, shot down my spaceship...I...will kill them! Kill them! All of them!!"
Poggle looked at Grievous's reaction with satisfaction and said in Geonosian: "It seems that your memory has recovered well. Now, you can go to meet your leader."
"Leader? No! I have no leader!! No one is qualified to lead me!" Grievous roared.
"He is the one who gave you a new life. It is he who sponsored you and allowed you to have such a powerful body. At the same time, he is wise and decisive, and he is a great leader." Another voice came from outside the door, only to see San Hill come in.
"I know you, San Hill, Co-Chairman of the Interstellar Banking Clan," said Grievous.
"Of course, you know me, because before you were attacked by the Jedi Knights, you were our Collection Agent, you should remember?" San Hill's smile was a little cold, he stepped aside, and behind him were 4 IG-100 Droids holding a High-Voltage Electrostaff, "Remember these Droids? This is a Droid specially designed and manufactured according to your requirements."
Grievous took the Lightsaber but said nothing.
Count Dooku smiled contemptuously again, "This is an incomparable gift, especially for a...Droid. So, if you want to express your gratitude, it's not inappropriate at this time. Hahahaha... ..."
After finishing speaking, he turned and left without waiting for Grievous to answer, chuckling lightly and walking away.
Grievous raised his hand to look at the Lightsaber in his hand, pressed the button, and the pair of vertical pupils under the metal shell became hideous.
Swish!! The Green Lightsaber blade popped out instantly, "I..."
Grievous's voice sounded like a demon, and he burst into flames in an instant, his figure was unimaginably fast, and with a single stroke of the Lightsaber in his hand, he chopped off the head of an IG-100 Droid next to him.
"...No..."
Finding that they were attacked, the IG-100 Droids also picked up High-Voltage Electricstaffs to resist, but the Lightsaber in Grievous's hand was like a poisonous snake, opening and closing extremely fast and with tricky angles. If a Jedi knight was present, he would definitely be surprised, because this is the Fourth Form of the Seven Lightsaber Swordsmanship of the Jedi Knights, Ataru!
"...Droid!!!!" Grievous roared, his voice echoing in the empty hall.
As the sound disappeared, there were a few bang bang bang bangs, and the remains of those IG-100 Droids scattered one by one, rolling to the ground.
In another room, Count Dooku knelt on one knee, and in front of his eyes was the projection of Darth Sidious wearing a black cloak, "My lord, Grievous's training has been initially completed. We erased his memory and give him the blood of Sifo-Dyas."
"However, our experiment failed. The Jedi Master's blood did not allow Grievous to gain the ability to communicate with The Force, but his strong physical function and firm will make up for everything. He has forgotten those meaningless pasts, and now Grievous, whose glory and nobility belonged to the demigod of the Kaleesh, has been overshadowed by icy vengeance and matchless rage."
"Behind that impenetrable shell is a Formidable General and Great Strategist. He has no compassion and no fear, including death! He will lead countless Legion of Droids, and tear up this rotten..."
"Galactic Republic!"
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Chapter 432: General Grievous, Is Born
Turn back the time to two months ago, Planet Geonosis.
A pair of hideous eyes with vertical pupils opened suddenly, and the eyeballs slowly turned, looking at everything around them.
Medical Droids, Bacta tanks, Robotic Arms, Doctors, and... Geonosians.
Raise your hands, and what you see is a pair of Mechanical Arms. Although they are unfamiliar, they are very flexible. There is no delay at all from the transmission of signals from the brain to the movement of the Mechanical Arms.
And almost at the same time, countless scanned data appeared in his eyes, analyzing everything around him in detail.
A Geonosian man with a cane came over and muttered in Geonosis's language, and the translator immediately translated the language, "Are you awake, General Grievous."
"I am... what happened?" Grievous looked down at his body. It was a body wrapped in a cold body, but he could feel his throbbing and fiery heartbeat beneath the body.
"Your operation was successful, General Grievous." Archduke Poggle of Geonosis came over with a cane and said, "We used the most Advanced Bio-Mechanical Technology to create this pair for you. This body can guarantee you to have extremely powerful strength, enough to allow you to destroy all Jedi Knights!"
"Jedi Knights..." Grievous repeated the term, and he could only feel a surge of rage, "They plotted to assassinate me, shot down my spaceship...I...will kill them! Kill them! All of them!!"
Poggle looked at Grievous's reaction with satisfaction and said in Geonosian: "It seems that your memory has recovered well. Now, you can go to meet your leader."
"Leader? No! I have no leader!! No one is qualified to lead me!" Grievous roared.
"He is the one who gave you a new life. It is he who sponsored you and allowed you to have such a powerful body. At the same time, he is wise and decisive, and he is a great leader." Another voice came from outside the door, only to see San Hill come in.
"I know you, San Hill, Co-Chairman of the Interstellar Banking Clan," said Grievous.
"Of course, you know me, because before you were attacked by the Jedi Knights, you were our Collection Agent, you should remember?" San Hill's smile was a little cold, he stepped aside, and behind him were 4 IG-100 Droids holding a High-Voltage Electrostaff, "Remember these Droids? This is a Droid specially designed and manufactured according to your requirements."
Grievous took the Lightsaber but said nothing.
Count Dooku smiled contemptuously again, "This is an incomparable gift, especially for a...Droid. So, if you want to express your gratitude, it's not inappropriate at this time. Hahahaha... ..."
After finishing speaking, he turned and left without waiting for Grievous to answer, chuckling lightly and walking away.
Grievous raised his hand to look at the Lightsaber in his hand, pressed the button, and the pair of vertical pupils under the metal shell became hideous.
Swish!! The Green Lightsaber blade popped out instantly, "I..."
Grievous's voice sounded like a demon, and he burst into flames in an instant, his figure was unimaginably fast, and with a single stroke of the Lightsaber in his hand, he chopped off the head of an IG-100 Droid next to him.
"...No..."
Finding that they were attacked, the IG-100 Droids also picked up High-Voltage Electricstaffs to resist, but the Lightsaber in Grievous's hand was like a poisonous snake, opening and closing extremely fast and with tricky angles. If a Jedi knight was present, he would definitely be surprised, because this is the Fourth Form of the Seven Lightsaber Swordsmanship of the Jedi Knights, Ataru!
"...Droid!!!!" Grievous roared, his voice echoing in the empty hall.
As the sound disappeared, there were a few bang bang bang bangs, and the remains of those IG-100 Droids scattered one by one, rolling to the ground.
In another room, Count Dooku knelt on one knee, and in front of his eyes was the projection of Darth Sidious wearing a black cloak, "My lord, Grievous's training has been initially completed. We erased his memory and give him the blood of Sifo-Dyas."
"However, our experiment failed. The Jedi Master's blood did not allow Grievous to gain the ability to communicate with The Force, but his strong physical function and firm will make up for everything. He has forgotten those meaningless pasts, and now Grievous, whose glory and nobility belonged to the demigod of the Kaleesh, has been overshadowed by icy vengeance and matchless rage."
"Behind that impenetrable shell is a Formidable General and Great Strategist. He has no compassion and no fear, including death! He will lead countless Legion of Droids, and tear up this rotten..."
"Galactic Republic!"
Chapter 432: General Grievous, Is BornTurn back the time to two months ago, Planet Geonosis. A pair of hideous eyes with vertical pupils opened suddenly, and the eyeballs slowly turned, looking at everything around them. Medical Droids, Bacta tanks, Robotic Arms, Doctors, and... Geonosians. Raise your hands, and what you see is a pair of Mechanical Arms. Although they are unfamiliar, they are very flexible. There is no delay at all from the transmission of signals from the brain to the movement of the Mechanical Arms. And almost at the same time, countless scanned data appeared in his eyes, analyzing everything around him in detail. A Geonosian man with a cane came over and muttered in Geonosis's language, and the translator immediately translated the language, "Are you awake, General Grievous." "I am... what happened?" Grievous looked down at his body. It was a body wrapped in a cold body, but he could feel his throbbing and fiery heartbeat beneath the body. "Your operation was successful, General Grievous." Archduke Poggle of Geonosis came over with a cane and said, "We used the most Advanced Bio-Mechanical Technology to create this pair for you. This body can guarantee you to have extremely powerful strength, enough to allow you to destroy all Jedi Knights!" "Jedi Knights..." Grievous repeated the term, and he could only feel a surge of rage, "They plotted to assassinate me, shot down my spaceship...I...will kill them! Kill them! All of them!!" Poggle looked at Grievous's reaction with satisfaction and said in Geonosian: "It seems that your memory has recovered well. Now, you can go to meet your leader." "Leader? No! I have no leader!! No one is qualified to lead me!" Grievous roared. "He is the one who gave you a new life. It is he who sponsored you and allowed you to have such a powerful body. At the same time, he is wise and decisive, and he is a great leader." Another voice came from outside the door, only to see San Hill come in. "I know you, San Hill, Co-Chairman of the Interstellar Banking Clan," said Grievous. "Of course, you know me, because before you were attacked by the Jedi Knights, you were our Collection Agent, you should remember?" San Hill's smile was a little cold, he stepped aside, and behind him were 4 IG-100 Droids holding a High-Voltage Electrostaff, "Remember these Droids? This is a Droid specially designed and manufactured according to your requirements." Grievous took the Lightsaber but said nothing. Count Dooku smiled contemptuously again, "This is an incomparable gift, especially for a...Droid. So, if you want to express your gratitude, it's not inappropriate at this time. Hahahaha... ..." After finishing speaking, he turned and left without waiting for Grievous to answer, chuckling lightly and walking away. Grievous raised his hand to look at the Lightsaber in his hand, pressed the button, and the pair of vertical pupils under the metal shell became hideous. Swish!! The Green Lightsaber blade popped out instantly, "I..." Grievous's voice sounded like a demon, and he burst into flames in an instant, his figure was unimaginably fast, and with a single stroke of the Lightsaber in his hand, he chopped off the head of an IG-100 Droid next to him. "...No..." Finding that they were attacked, the IG-100 Droids also picked up High-Voltage Electricstaffs to resist, but the Lightsaber in Grievous's hand was like a poisonous snake, opening and closing extremely fast and with tricky angles. If a Jedi knight was present, he would definitely be surprised, because this is the Fourth Form of the Seven Lightsaber Swordsmanship of the Jedi Knights, Ataru! "...Droid!!!!" Grievous roared, his voice echoing in the empty hall. As the sound disappeared, there were a few bang bang bang bangs, and the remains of those IG-100 Droids scattered one by one, rolling to the ground. In another room, Count Dooku knelt on one knee, and in front of his eyes was the projection of Darth Sidious wearing a black cloak, "My lord, Grievous's training has been initially completed. We erased his memory and give him the blood of Sifo-Dyas." "However, our experiment failed. The Jedi Master's blood did not allow Grievous to gain the ability to communicate with The Force, but his strong physical function and firm will make up for everything. He has forgotten those meaningless pasts, and now Grievous, whose glory and nobility belonged to the demigod of the Kaleesh, has been overshadowed by icy vengeance and matchless rage." "Behind that impenetrable shell is a Formidable General and Great Strategist. He has no compassion and no fear, including death! He will lead countless Legion of Droids, and tear up this rotten..." "Galactic Republic!"
