socalfunplaces Chapter 822 Magistrate Sister 6
Chapter 822 Magistrate Sister 6
Chapter 822 Judge Sixth Sister
Mandalorian Space, Kalevala.
The village has been reduced to ruins.
The collapsed sheds and warehouses, the ruins were all blackened by smoke, and there were still sporadic flames burning in some places. The rising black smoke made the air in the whole village extremely murky.
The cries of children and women continued to ring out.
The wrecked robot lay in a strange, contorted position in the corner of the house, its open chest crackling with electrical sparks, and its slender limbs occasionally twitching.
Human corpses were piled up in the ditches on both sides of the road. A reincarnator with a cigarette in his mouth walked over with a fuel can, poured the liquid from the can onto the pile of corpses in the ditch, took the cigarette out of his mouth, and flicked it lightly into the ditch with his finger.
Thick black smoke billowed up with the flames, making the air in the village even more polluted. The stench of burning corpses mixed with the smell of fresh blood and the various pungent odors from the burning houses.
Two B1 combat robots marched in unison, one on each side, dragging a blood-soaked middle-aged woman into a warehouse next to the square. The warehouse was already packed with villagers, men, women, and children. Elsewhere in the village, gunshots occasionally rang out as the reincarnators continued to clean up the battlefield, meticulously searching every cellar and even the cracks under every floorboard.
"Yes, yes, sir, we've taken it... Yes, the contract soldiers suffered some heavy losses, but there weren't many others. We plan to rest here for the night and head towards Oulu tomorrow... to meet them at Turku village? Okay."
A bearded man strolled across the square with a communicator in hand, reporting to his superior while surveying the village he had just captured, a smug look on his face.
At this moment, three men with dark brown skin, black curly hair, and white plastic steel breastplates, laughing and dragging a disheveled blonde woman toward the back of the house, immediately released the woman and stood still with fawning smiles when they saw the bearded man standing in the center of the square.
The blonde woman was already beaten black and blue and on the verge of death. As soon as she was released, she collapsed to the ground.
The bearded man waved his hand, signaling for them to get lost.
The three men, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, clasped their hands together, bowed and scraped, and then quickly carried the woman to the back of the house.
The bearded man looked up at the warehouse.
This is an old brick and wood warehouse. The reincarnators of the Lucich mercenary group are directing robots to move flammable materials, various textiles and wooden furniture collected from the village, all piled up at the corner of the warehouse's outer wall.
The villagers crammed inside the warehouse seemed to realize what the outsiders wanted to do. They were now crying and begging for mercy while frantically pounding on the walls and doors. Infants were wailing, women were kneeling on the ground sobbing with their faces covered, and several elderly people were forcefully ramming the doors...
However, the warehouse door remained firmly shut.
A large amount of wooden furniture was piled up at the entrance, blocking the way.
"Don't blame me, blame this damned cycle of reincarnation. Who told you all to have assimilation points? Even the smallest mosquito is still meat, and the brothers need some soup too. Besides, aren't you all supposed to be soldiers? So this doesn't count as killing civilians, right?"
The bearded man muttered to himself. He withdrew his gaze, turned and walked towards a relatively intact house next door. He felt an itch in his crotch, so he loosened his belt, reached in and scratched it a couple of times, then took it out and smelled his fingers.
At this moment, one of his henchmen strode over, a lewd expression on his face, and chuckled as he said:
"Boss, we've saved the youngest and tenderest one for you. It's up in the attic right now. We just opened it up and checked, and she's still a virgin. She's so tender, haha."
The bearded man looked up at the attic of the house, where a window faced the warehouse next to the square. It was the perfect spot to vent his anger and enjoy the view of the fire. He nodded in satisfaction.
He was about to step into the house.
"Biu! Biu!" "Ah!"
Suddenly, two gunshots rang out and a scream was heard.
The bearded man and the players around him immediately turned to look in the direction from which the gunshot came. In the middle of the road in the distance, amidst the flying ashes and swirling black smoke, a woman wearing a long brown robe and holding a green lightsaber slowly walked out. She raised her hand and lifted her hood, revealing a light green, scaled alien face, her expression cold and filled with murderous intent.
"Jedi Knights!?"
The bearded man was immediately terrified.
But he did not lose his composure or panic on the spot. He quickly drew his explosive pistol from his waist and fired a shot.
Almost the instant he pulled the trigger, the alien woman swung her sword upwards, deflecting the energy beam away.
"Truly a Jedi Knight..."
The bearded man was now completely certain.
This is a seasoned reincarnator.
Anyone can pick up a lightsaber and swing it around. In fact, the galaxy is not lacking in people who use magic tricks or magnetic props to impersonate Force-sensitive individuals and deceive others. Not everyone who wields a green lightsaber is a Jedi, but anyone who can use a lightsaber to block an energy beam is definitely a Jedi.
The bearded man turned and ran without saying a word.
As a seasoned reincarnator, he knew very well that he was absolutely no match for a Jedi. His men combined might be able to barely fight a Jedi, but the risk was still too great. Jedi had a very high ceiling and a very low floor in terms of combat power. Who knew what level this Jedi was at? A novice or a master? He dared not gamble.
Running away is both the optimal solution and the only way. The Jedi Knight is alone; he doesn't need to run faster than the Jedi, he only needs to run faster than his teammates...
The bearded man slowly stopped in his tracks.
On the road leading out of the village, a blue-haired, red-skinned alien woman, dressed in tight leather pants and a crop top, stood in the middle of the road with one hand on her hip. What attracted the most attention was not her pink skin or exaggerated waist-to-hip ratio, but the strange, purplish-red lightsaber she held in her hand. The alien woman lightly twirled her sword and charged towards him.
"One isn't enough, so they bring another one!?"
The bearded man's face showed despair.
The village was nestled between two hills, and two Jedi Knights blocked the two main roads leading out of the village, clearly intending to wipe them all out.
Facing the Jedi Knight charging at him, sword in hand, the bearded man offered no resistance. Trembling, he pulled out his communicator, put it to his lips, and spoke:
"Target number one has been spotted in Lapland village..."
A streak of purplish-red light flashed before my eyes.
The bearded man's head and the communicator in his hand were split in two. The high temperature sealed the flesh and blood, and the cut was charred and smooth. The corpse with only half a head lay in the dust.
……
Wei Ran suddenly turned around and raised his hand to deliver a palm strike.
A row of slender B1 combat robots were lifted off the ground and slammed their backs against the wall before falling to the ground in pieces, their long, thin heads tilted to one side, and arcs of electricity crackling and flickering in the gaps between their bodies.
"Jedi...Die!" "Jedi...Die!"
At this moment, a large group of B2 super combat robots, with their right arms outstretched and their steps stiff, surrounded her. The twin blaster guns on the robots' arms fired red beams one after another. Wei Ran accurately swung her sword to parry them one by one. Then, she calmly looked around, bent her legs slightly, touched the ground with her toes, and leaped into the air.
She deftly removed her large brown robe in mid-air, which unfurled to obscure her vision. The robots raised their arms and fired at the robe, but only managed to create a dense array of holes. Wei Ran then landed gracefully outside the encirclement.
"Buzz!"
A green blade emerged from the robot's chest.
After removing his robe, Wei Ran, wearing only trousers and a vest, stabbed the enemy with his sword. Using the robot's large upper body as cover, he continuously circled and moved among the clumsy robots, looking for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.
The B2 super combat robot has a Frick alloy skeleton. With Wei Ran's strength, she cannot cut these huge robots in half with a single sweeping blow. Severing limbs is not fatal to robots, so Wei Ran uses more stabbing attacks, aiming at the energy core inside the chest.
B1 combat robot = cheap cannon fodder.
B2 Super Combat Robot = High-level Cannon Fodder.
Wei Ran fought the robots and reincarnators amidst the ruins of the village. It was less a fight and more a one-sided slaughter. No one could withstand a single blow from her. However, because she was fighting against so many, her dodging movements sometimes looked a bit clumsy, and she got covered in dust and dirt.
At this moment, three well-proportioned and agile robots stealthily climbed onto the roof of the house. Each robot held a blaster in one hand and a vibrating blade in the other. Instead of rushing into the battle, they remained still, quietly observing Wei Ran's battle in the alley below.
BX Special Assault Robot.
This is definitely not cannon fodder.
The most expensive and complex model in the B-series robots, despite its slender size, possesses far superior defensive capabilities compared to the B2. Its complex joint structure and powerful output give it superhuman agility, unlike the B1 and B2 which are stiff and sluggish. Most importantly, its advanced chips endow it with advanced tactical thinking, allowing it to autonomously judge and select combat strategies based on the battlefield environment.
The B-series robots are primarily designed to be inexpensive, plentiful, and readily available. The BX is a rare model in the series capable of using both ranged and melee weapons simultaneously. During the Clone Wars, a single BX special assault robot could easily eliminate five to six clone soldiers, and there are even records of it overwhelming Jedi Knights.
At this moment, the three BX units were silently observing and assessing Wei Ran from different angles, formulating a battle plan through silent data exchange, and patiently waiting for the best opportunity to launch a surprise attack.
Wei Ran, now slightly out of breath, was in the alleyway. A bead of sweat trickled down her temple, slowly flowing along the scales on her cheek, but she didn't bother to wipe it away. She rolled away from the attack, gripped her sword with both hands, and forcefully thrust it into the chest of the last B2. Just as she was about to pull the sword back...
Suddenly, three BX robots launched an attack, leaping out from behind the eaves with a push of their legs. Gripping their vibrating blades, they attacked Wei Ran from three different directions. At that moment, an invisible force suddenly passed through the alleyway. One of the BX robots in mid-air was as if it had been struck by a palm, and it crashed uncontrollably into another BX. The two robots collided in mid-air and crashed to the ground, tumbling several times in the alleyway before falling into the ditch by the roadside.
At the same time, a purplish-red beam of light shot straight in like a javelin, accurately piercing the slender head of the last BX and pinning the robot to the wall next to it.
"You are welcome."
Zinia reached out and grabbed with her five fingers, and the purplish-red lightsaber that had pinned the robot's head to its head flew back into her hand automatically.
"You've finally arrived."
Wei Ran rolled her eyes in annoyance. She extinguished the lightsaber and raised her arm to wipe the dust off her forehead.
When Zinia reached the edge of the ditch, she suddenly jerked her head back, dodging two energy beams that shot out from the ditch. She swung her sword and slashed off a vibrating longsword that was thrown at her. The lightsaber spun rapidly in her palm, and she thrust it downwards with a backhand grip, taking out the last two BX units inside.
"Truly tenacious."
Zinya looked into the ditch and saw that the two BXs had damaged their leg joints in the Force impact and collision, rendering them unable to move, but they were still trying to ambush her.
"Other reincarnators?"
Wei Ran looked at her companion and asked.
“I killed them all.”
"Zinya said in a flat tone."
The two turned and walked out of the alley, arriving at the village square. Corpses lay scattered across the square, some wearing full sets of yellow and black armor, others wearing only a simple white plastic steel breastplate. Wei Ran squatted down and turned over a corpse that was face down.
Dark brown skin, black curly hair, high nose and deep-set eyes, and a body odor so strong it could overpower the smell of blood.
In addition, Wei Ran also smelled a strange odor that shouldn't be on a corpse.
"Why are there so many Indian reincarnators?"
Wei Ran withdrew her fingers with a look of disgust.
"Are you racist?"
Qi Niya looked at Wei Ran with some surprise.
"I have obsessive-compulsive disorder related to cleanliness."
Wei Ran stood up with a disgusted look on her face and said.
The two used their Force abilities to move the pile of furniture blocking the warehouse door, and all the villagers crammed inside rushed out. Having heard the sounds of battle outside, and now seeing the corpses scattered around them, they immediately understood what had happened. A wave of relief washed over them as they gathered around to express their gratitude.
Then they saw the lightsabers hanging from Wei Ran and Qi Niya's belts... The villagers, especially the elderly ones, suddenly became stiff and unnatural in their expressions.
Seven hundred years ago, during the Galactic Republic's "Operation Mandalorian Elimination," a bloody battle raged between the Mandalorians and Jedi Knights, which, of course, ended in a Jedi victory. Many Mandalorians still remember this history, so when they saw that their saviors were two Jedi Knights, their feelings were instinctively complex.
Wei Ran had anticipated this situation.
She waved her hand dismissively and said:
"Take whatever you can carry, and throw away anything you can't. Get out of here as soon as possible and find shelter in a place with city shields. The war isn't over yet, and they'll come back again."
"Thank you for saving us."
An old woman with red eyes and tears welled up as she walked up, took the hands of the two foreign women, and solemnly thanked them.
"Thank you." "Thank you all."
The other villagers also came up to hug and thank them.
There was little time for them to grieve, not even time to bury their loved ones. After simply collecting the remains of their relatives, the villagers embarked on their journey of escape.
Wei Ran and Qi Niya saw many corpses of women, children, and men who had been brutally violated, abused, and raped and murdered in the village. Even with their extensive experience of reincarnation, they couldn't help but gasp in shock at the sight of such a horrific scene, and couldn't help but mutter:
"They're nothing but a bunch of animals."
"Even the Clone Wars weren't as outrageous as these guys."
The two had experienced the Clone Wars, but neither side in that massive war—one side consisting of well-trained and disciplined clone soldiers, and the other a robot army composed of various robots—could have done something like this.
After their battle, the two did not come away empty-handed. In addition to the assimilation points they received for killing enemy Reincarnators and robots, the village elders also gave them a small bag of Besca Steel as a token of their gratitude, which Wei Ran accepted.
"It's about time we left."
The two women prepared to leave the village, jumped onto the two Swift Flying Motorcycles left behind by the Reincarnators, twisted the throttle, and sped off in the direction they had come from.
However, just as they turned onto the road leading out of the village, the two women slammed on the brakes and came to a stop in a drift.
At this moment, in the very center of the road, the headless corpse of the bearded man still lay there, the blood and brain matter flowing from his severed head having long since dried and congealed with the sand and soil. Beside the corpse, a woman in a black robe, her face concealed by a black hat, stood silently.
The mysterious woman in black robes, leaning on a long black metal staff, slowly crouched down, picked up the communicator that had been cut in two by the lightsaber, and examined it closely, remaining silent throughout. It was only then that Wei Ran and Qi Nia suddenly noticed—this woman actually had four arms!
"Khodoruges?"
The well-informed Wei Ran had already recognized the other woman's race. She only knew of two four-armed races: the female Naga from the World of Warcraft universe, and the Kodruji from the Star Wars universe. Since the woman before her had legs rather than a snake tail, ruling out the Naga, she must be a Kodruji.
The mysterious woman in black robes seemed not to hear what she said, and continued to squat in place, examining the fragments in her hands. After a moment, she slowly stood up, her face partially obscured by the black veil hanging from the edge of her hat. Then, she raised both arms and suddenly clenched her fists.
"Bang!" "Crack!"
Two mechanical explosions suddenly erupted from the inside of the Swift Flying Motorbike beneath Wei Ran and Qi Niya, with arcs and sparks emerging from the gaps. Then, they slowly landed on the ground—the motorbike's engine had been damaged.
Without saying a word, the two immediately jumped out of the car.
"Buzz!" "Buzz!"
The green and purple lightsabers lit up simultaneously.
The two Jedi Knights had already taken their stances.
"So you two are target number one?"
A gentle breeze blew by, lifting a corner of the black veil on the bamboo hat to reveal a face with an indifferent expression and flat features:
"Was it you who wiped out the entire Saxon family?"
Wei Ran and Qi Niya did not answer her question, but instead exchanged a glance, understanding the meaning in each other's eyes. Their long-cultivated tacit understanding no longer required verbal communication.
"But it doesn't look quite like it..."
The woman in the black robe muttered to herself softly.
The next second.
"Buzz!" "Buzz!" "Crackling!"
Two lightsaber ignition sounds rang out, accompanied by the crackling and popping of electric arcs tearing through the air.
Two straight red sword blades extended out, and the woman in the black robe and hat held a red lightsaber in each of her upper arms, while her lower arms tightly gripped a black double-headed electric staff, with several purple arcs of electricity swirling around the ends of the staff.
“I am the sixth sister of the Imperial Inquisition.”
The woman in black robes spoke calmly:
“I’ve seen you in the files, the escaped Jedi duo of Farin and Zeltros. Thank you for helping me kill that arrogant idiot Bill Warren, allowing me to inherit the number six. Now, you two can die.”
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(End of this chapter)