930 The Death of the Dictator

"Lord Dead Angel ignored my request, Count Dooku." At the moment on Planet Glenson, Tang Xiao was talking to Count Dooku.

"Lord Death Angel didn't agree? What did he say?" Count Dooku asked with a frown.

"He didn't say anything, he just turned off the communication." Tang Xiao said, "I have prepared the secret service under my command. They are going to the Tiblin planet. It is estimated that it will take 18 standard hours to prepare, and then the Start an assassination operation."

Count Dooku shook his head and said: "For a supreme ruler like Suliban-tu, being assassinated is not a bad ending. The public opinion and the media under him can easily portray him as a victim. The image of the victim, the victim, so that the public ignores his previous crimes."

Tang Xiao thought for a while and said, "I have instructed the secret service to make this matter as public as possible, and then hack into their media system to publicly publish Suriblan-Tu's crimes. If it doesn't work... I'm afraid there will be only Please do it yourself."

He is now seriously discussing this issue with Count Dooku.

Count Dooku was silent for a while, obviously still a little uncomfortable with the development of things like this, and the dead angel directly hung up Tang Xiao's communication, does it mean that he has already noticed this temptation in his heart?

A Sith Lord, would rather give up such an opportunity and choose to forbear? You must know that for the Sith, such publicity, such public killing, is the best adjustment for their dark heart.

And now he is actually able to break free from the influence of the dark side force on his mind, which can only be said that this person's city is terrifying... It just so happens that another such Sith Lord that Count Dooku knows is called Darth- Sidious.

In the eyes of Count Dooku, Suliban-tu was actually a dead person. The only difference was whether his death could have any effect.

He had already ambushed a lot of chess pieces in the political arena of Planet Tibrin, and the media propaganda and public opinion had also been prepared, and all this would be launched only when the Angel of Death publicly executed Suliban. The Angel of Death, will become the national hero of the Ishi-Tibu people, with unparalleled prestige and even spread to the galaxy.

On the Coruscant side, Darth Sidious is also ready, and the major media of the Galactic Republic will also play up this matter, pushing the reputation of the dead angel to the peak.

Sometimes, positive propaganda can also be a killing knife.

Count Dooku thought for a long time, and then said slowly: "I think, based on the current situation, maybe I really need to do it myself."

If the dead angel doesn't take the bait, then he has to settle for the next best thing and let himself be the big hero. It's just that this time the propaganda is limited to the interior of the Confederation of Independent Galaxies, so it's better not to go too far.

One day later, Count Dooku suddenly received information from his lineman on the planet Tibrin - Suriblan-Tu, dead!

"What did you say?! Suliban-Tu, dead?" Count Dooku was extremely surprised, "By whom? Tang Xiao's assassination unit or the Angel of Death?"

"The priestess." The informant still seemed to be in a state of shock and confusion. "The entire planet Tibrin is in chaos now."

"Who is the priestess?" Count Dooku's face darkened.

"I don't know...it's a woman, wearing a purple robe and a nice mask, and the lightsaber is red," the informant said.

"Give me the scene." Count Dooku immediately turned around and left, returning to his office.

A huge holographic projection image appeared in the office. Although the hyperspace data transmission was still a little unstable, after repeated noise reduction and repair, the huge projection still made Count Dooku feel like he was on the scene.

I saw that around the luxurious palace of Suliban-tu, it was surrounded by a large number of military police and a large number of people, and almost everyone was at a loss.

Looking at the direction of the palace from a distance through the crowd, I saw only a figure in a purple robe, holding a blood-red lightsaber in one hand, and holding Suriblan-Tu's head high in the other hand, walking. came out.

Around her, there were dozens of corpses of the Praetorian Guards who didn't have long eyes before and wanted to avenge the dictator.

Looking at this person, Count Dooku's face became more and more gloomy...

At this time, Tang Xiao's communication also arrived, and his voice was a little panicked, "Not good! Count Dooku! Suriblan-Tu was killed!!!"

"Ah, I know... do you know the man who killed him?" Count Dooku asked with a gloomy face.

"It's a woman, but I have no impression at all." Tang Xiao shook his head and replied.

"Her name is the Priestess," said Count Dooku.

Tang Xiao was still shaking his head, "Listen to the name, maybe it has something to do with religion. However, I think this person may have something to do with the deceased angel."

"It's not possible, it's bound to have a connection..." Count Dooku said, and waved his hand, "Well, since the dead angel can be considered a shot, I will cooperate with you. If you have the opportunity, you can do more. Get in touch with the priestess and find out more about her."

"Okay." After Tang Xiao finished speaking, he seemed a little hesitant to say anything, but he still shook his head and closed the communication with a sigh.

Earl Dooku also ignored Tang Xiao. Although he always had such doubts in his heart from time to time, he had already confirmed that Tang Xiao was not a dead angel, and he would not think in this direction. There is a secret between the dead angel and the dead.

And now he's focusing on something else - how does this priestess ~www.mtlnovel.com~ look so familiar?

The tyrannical dictator of the planet Tibrin, Suriblan-Tu, accidentally angered the representative of the Confederation of Independent Systems while negotiating with him, and then the representative suddenly drew his lightsaber in a flash. The sword chopped off Suriblan's head, and at the same time carried his head all the way from the siege of the Janissaries to kill him!

After that, she held Suriblan's head and loudly announced her namepriestess. At the same time, she demanded that a global press conference be held immediately.

The Tibrin planet news media, which had already been infiltrated by Count Dooku's subordinates, immediately began to prepare, and the Guards, who were also infiltrated with many holes, did not stop this. They just surrounded the palace and even mobilized The armored troops came, but they did not attack the interior of the palace.

As for other ordinary civilians? They are living in dire straits under the brutal rule of Suriblan-Tu, and now they have no time to cheer the death of the dictator, how can they stop it?

Even some people with strong activism have begun to prepare petal rain and colorful silk.