Chapter 738: Disaster for Nar Shaddaa (2)
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Chapter 738: Disaster for Nar Shaddaa (2)
In the Outer Space of Mimban, after the battle broke out, except for the recovery teams of the warring sides, came and recovered the Core Technical Components of their Warships, the crashed Spacecraft, the various Droid wrecks and the Weapon wrecks were all left in place.
After all, this is the Hutt's jurisdiction, the Republic and the CIS's Fleet came here to battle, which has made the Hutt's very unhappy, and you want to recover the wreckage?
So here has become a paradise for Garbage Dealers, many Garbage Dealers hired by the Hutts drove their Garbage Ships to pick up the wreckage, they would not let go of even a piece of metal, and put everything into the Garbage Ships.
Durasteel, which is used to make the Armor of the Republic Warships, is a very Advanced Material with Super Protective Ability. This material is formed and processed first, but at least it can be used to make the Outer Plate Armor.
Under the control of the Navigation Droid, Ziro's Shuttle flew into the atmosphere of Mimban. He had the unique identification code of the Hutts, and the Garbage Dealers who moved on this Planet all kept far away, and no one dared to embarrass him.
He followed the Navigation Coordinates and came to a deserted hill. From here, a man in a Black Cloak was already standing there, but his Spaceship was nowhere to be seen.
The Shuttle descended in front of the man, the wind from the Spaceship's Engines sending the man's Black Cloak high in the air, but he stood firm.
Ziro stepped off the Shuttle with Four B-2 Super Battle Droids. He looked at the man, beamed and said, "So you are the generous benefactor, huh? It's a pleasure to meet you."
As a Hutt, Ziro had some unique gifts, such as the ability to speak fluent Galactic Basic Standard. This was a gift worth Billions of Credits for the Hutt's utterly different vocal organs from those of the major races of the Galaxy.
"I told you to come to Mimban, alone," Darth Malthael said slowly, his face grim.
"It's just to make sure..."
Ziro finished his sentence but saw Darth Malthael raise his hand and the Four B-2 Super Battle Droids shivered violently, and then the Control Centers on their chests were crushed by an Invisible Force!
"What do you want me to do? No, I'll do whatever you want me to do!" Ziro's anger was growing, and his fear was actually shrinking. "I'll give anything for them to be put in their place!" He hated Jabba, he hated Jiliac, more than ever!
"Go back to Nar Shaddaa. Go get what belongs to you." Darth Malthael said slowly.
"But... I am no match for Jiliac, he and Jabba have taken over almost all of the Desilijic fortunes and businesses." Ziro said.
"You, of course not. But... what if you added your Brother? Zorba Desilijic Tiure." Darth Malthael said a cracked name.
"Zorba! He... he is not..." Ziro was horrified.
"He will soon be released from his prison on Kip." Darth Malthael said slowly. "This is to right the wrongs of the Desilijic Family."
"The wrongs... this is..."
"Jabba and Gardulla will be married. That is to say, the Desilijic and the Besadii will be one Family after this. The Besadii, who have fought against your Desilijic Family for thousands of years, will be your equals and your Brothers! Their stinking shadows will always be in front of you... and more importantly..." Darth Malthael glanced at Ziro. "You will remain on the fringe, watching the Besadii Family enjoy your Wealth, your Territory, your Smuggling Lanes, your...Planets."
Ziro's emotions were fully aroused. He waved his short hands and shouted, "No! Absolutely not! The Besadii Family must die!"
"Then... go, to the Smugglers' Moon, Nar Shaddaa..."
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Chapter 738: Disaster for Nar Shaddaa (2)
In the Outer Space of Mimban, after the battle broke out, except for the recovery teams of the warring sides, came and recovered the Core Technical Components of their Warships, the crashed Spacecraft, the various Droid wrecks and the Weapon wrecks were all left in place.
After all, this is the Hutt's jurisdiction, the Republic and the CIS's Fleet came here to battle, which has made the Hutt's very unhappy, and you want to recover the wreckage?
So here has become a paradise for Garbage Dealers, many Garbage Dealers hired by the Hutts drove their Garbage Ships to pick up the wreckage, they would not let go of even a piece of metal, and put everything into the Garbage Ships.
Durasteel, which is used to make the Armor of the Republic Warships, is a very Advanced Material with Super Protective Ability. This material is formed and processed first, but at least it can be used to make the Outer Plate Armor.
Under the control of the Navigation Droid, Ziro's Shuttle flew into the atmosphere of Mimban. He had the unique identification code of the Hutts, and the Garbage Dealers who moved on this Planet all kept far away, and no one dared to embarrass him.
He followed the Navigation Coordinates and came to a deserted hill. From here, a man in a Black Cloak was already standing there, but his Spaceship was nowhere to be seen.
The Shuttle descended in front of the man, the wind from the Spaceship's Engines sending the man's Black Cloak high in the air, but he stood firm.
Ziro stepped off the Shuttle with Four B-2 Super Battle Droids. He looked at the man, beamed and said, "So you are the generous benefactor, huh? It's a pleasure to meet you."
As a Hutt, Ziro had some unique gifts, such as the ability to speak fluent Galactic Basic Standard. This was a gift worth Billions of Credits for the Hutt's utterly different vocal organs from those of the major races of the Galaxy.
"I told you to come to Mimban, alone," Darth Malthael said slowly, his face grim.
"It's just to make sure..."
Ziro finished his sentence but saw Darth Malthael raise his hand and the Four B-2 Super Battle Droids shivered violently, and then the Control Centers on their chests were crushed by an Invisible Force!
"What do you want me to do? No, I'll do whatever you want me to do!" Ziro's anger was growing, and his fear was actually shrinking. "I'll give anything for them to be put in their place!" He hated Jabba, he hated Jiliac, more than ever!
"Go back to Nar Shaddaa. Go get what belongs to you." Darth Malthael said slowly.
"But... I am no match for Jiliac, he and Jabba have taken over almost all of the Desilijic fortunes and businesses." Ziro said.
"You, of course not. But... what if you added your Brother? Zorba Desilijic Tiure." Darth Malthael said a cracked name.
"Zorba! He... he is not..." Ziro was horrified.
"He will soon be released from his prison on Kip." Darth Malthael said slowly. "This is to right the wrongs of the Desilijic Family."
"The wrongs... this is..."
"Jabba and Gardulla will be married. That is to say, the Desilijic and the Besadii will be one Family after this. The Besadii, who have fought against your Desilijic Family for thousands of years, will be your equals and your Brothers! Their stinking shadows will always be in front of you... and more importantly..." Darth Malthael glanced at Ziro. "You will remain on the fringe, watching the Besadii Family enjoy your Wealth, your Territory, your Smuggling Lanes, your...Planets."
Ziro's emotions were fully aroused. He waved his short hands and shouted, "No! Absolutely not! The Besadii Family must die!"
"Then... go, to the Smugglers' Moon, Nar Shaddaa..."
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[ The remakes of the first 5 chapters and minor editing of the first 120 or so chapters have been completed and new chapters will now resume. Join the Discord for future updates and announcements! discord.gg/QjzwEMmPx4 ]
Chapter 738: Disaster for Nar Shaddaa 2In the Outer Space of Mimban, after the battle broke out, except for the recovery teams of the warring sides, came and recovered the Core Technical Components of their Warships, the crashed Spacecraft, the various Droid wrecks and the Weapon wrecks were all left in place.After all, this is the Hutt's jurisdiction, the Republic and the CIS's Fleet came here to battle, which has made the Hutt's very unhappy, and you want to recover the wreckage?So here has become a paradise for Garbage Dealers, many Garbage Dealers hired by the Hutts drove their Garbage Ships to pick up the wreckage, they would not let go of even a piece of metal, and put everything into the Garbage Ships.Durasteel, which is used to make the Armor of the Republic Warships, is a very Advanced Material with Super Protective Ability. This material is formed and processed first, but at least it can be used to make the Outer Plate Armor.Under the control of the Navigation Droid, Ziro's Shuttle flew into the atmosphere of Mimban. He had the unique identification code of the Hutts, and the Garbage Dealers who moved on this Planet all kept far away, and no one dared to embarrass him.He followed the Navigation Coordinates and came to a deserted hill. From here, a man in a Black Cloak was already standing there, but his Spaceship was nowhere to be seen.The Shuttle descended in front of the man, the wind from the Spaceship's Engines sending the man's Black Cloak high in the air, but he stood firm.Ziro stepped off the Shuttle with Four B-2 Super Battle Droids. He looked at the man, beamed and said, "So you are the generous benefactor, huh? It's a pleasure to meet you."As a Hutt, Ziro had some unique gifts, such as the ability to speak fluent Galactic Basic Standard. This was a gift worth Billions of Credits for the Hutt's utterly different vocal organs from those of the major races of the Galaxy."I told you to come to Mimban, alone," Darth Malthael said slowly, his face grim."It's just to make sure..."Ziro finished his sentence but saw Darth Malthael raise his hand and the Four B-2 Super Battle Droids shivered violently, and then the Control Centers on their chests were crushed by an Invisible Force!"What do you want me to do? No, I'll do whatever you want me to do!" Ziro's anger was growing, and his fear was actually shrinking. "I'll give anything for them to be put in their place!" He hated Jabba, he hated Jiliac, more than ever!"Go back to Nar Shaddaa. Go get what belongs to you." Darth Malthael said slowly."But... I am no match for Jiliac, he and Jabba have taken over almost all of the Desilijic fortunes and businesses." Ziro said."You, of course not. But... what if you added your Brother? Zorba Desilijic Tiure." Darth Malthael said a cracked name."Zorba! He... he is not..." Ziro was horrified."He will soon be released from his prison on Kip." Darth Malthael said slowly. "This is to right the wrongs of the Desilijic Family.""The wrongs... this is...""Jabba and Gardulla will be married. That is to say, the Desilijic and the Besadii will be one Family after this. The Besadii, who have fought against your Desilijic Family for thousands of years, will be your equals and your Brothers! Their stinking shadows will always be in front of you... and more importantly..." Darth Malthael glanced at Ziro. "You will remain on the fringe, watching the Besadii Family enjoy your Wealth, your Territory, your Smuggling Lanes, your...Planets."Ziro's emotions were fully aroused. He waved his short hands and shouted, "No! Absolutely not! The Besadii Family must die!""Then... go, to the Smugglers' Moon, Nar Shaddaa..."- The remakes of the first 5 chapters and minor editing of the first 120 or so chapters have been completed and new chapters will now resume. Join the Discord for future updates and announcements! discord.gg/QjzwEMmPx4
