Jedi Knights in the Comic World

Since Albert joined the light side, he has never regarded himself as an orthodox Jedi Knight. He knows that light and darkness are complementary to each other. From the time when Vader almost slaughtered all the Jedi Knights to the number of Sith, When it was almost directly proportional, he understood why Qui-Gon Jinn and Obi-Wan Kenobi believed that Vader was the son of prophecy - the balance of the Force.

The Jedi Knights a thousand years ago almost slaughtered all the Sith, and now Vader, as a Sith, did the same thing to the Jedi Order a thousand years later. Isn't this the balance of the Force?

From Chinese Taoist classics, we know that a single yang cannot give birth, and a single yin cannot grow. All things must pay attention to the balance of yin and yang. People must combine male and yang to have children. Jedi and Sith, one pays attention to lifelong belief in peace, light and integrity, and the other Those who pursue power by any means and choose darkness will not end well.

Buddhism has always believed in compassion and saving all sentient beings, but it is not unconditional absolute pacifism. Buddhism also has the theory of Angry Eyes Vajra and Fudo Mingwang. When he is angry, he is naturally thunderous and angry.

Buddhism and Taoism all explain the importance of the balance of yin and yang. In the same way, light and darkness are not absolute opposites. The true balance of the force represents impartiality and not excessive pursuit of a certain thing.

Therefore, Albert has always pursued that everything comes from his heart, and he is neither too violent nor willing to be bullied. To put it simply, if you like it, you will have a good relationship with you. If you don't like it, you will not be hurt by a sword. possibility.

This kind of Albert is no longer divided into any camp of light and darkness, and even if he wants to draw a camp, he should belong to the camp that unites the Force. That is, the Force has neither a light side nor a dark side. The Force is a A complete and independent whole without any tendency.

Everything is one. Albert, who has been exposed to darkness and light, came to this world and came into contact with some of the outstanding ideas that come with this world. He came to this conclusion.

The remaining 4000 points were left as spares. Albert once again got into the time training house for four days of hard training. In a few days and a month, he arrived at this place and had 5 more opportunities to enter the training room. Al, who longed for strong strength. How could Bert give up in vain?

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Nandarbat--the headquarters of the League of Assassins, this place has never existed on the map.

The place where it exists is like nothingness. Even through satellite searches, no trace can be found. Only a small number of people know that this place exists in the world.

This place is covered in ice and snow, and is covered by a gray sky all year round. Sunlight is rarely seen, especially in this large group of ancient buildings located in the corner of the steep mountain peaks. The geographical location is unique. Since ancient times, anyone who can climb up, unless they have sufficient qualifications, will rashly break in and become an ice sculpture in the snow-capped mountains.

Only some books in the Middle Ages recorded a few words about this place, which was often called - Utopia, paradise on earth.

But in fact, except for the assassins themselves, very few people know about this place. Since it is covered with snow all year round, and the owner here does not allow any technological products to appear, the residents live the most primitive life. , practicing his skills every day and constantly pursuing a higher realm, so that he can kill more people.

The creed of the Assassin's League is simple - collect money to do things, and either the target dies and returns here, or the mission fails and dies outside.

They don't care if their mission targets are good guys or bad guys, sometimes they will team up with the bad guys to kill the good guys and vice versa. And all this is just to see whose reward is issued first.

Assassins' activities are all about money, but collecting money is for a great goal-to eliminate everything they think is unreasonable and build the ideal world in their hearts. Their contact information is very simple. A certain village at the foot of the mountain is their contact point. If there are any special circumstances, they will contact the stronghold on the mountain through here as soon as possible.

Today is still a seemingly ordinary day. Hundreds of assassins in the courtyard are practicing their assassination skills in separate groups. You can see that sometimes someone jumps down from a tree and stabs the imaginary person with a dagger in his hand. Target, sometimes someone stood in front of the wooden stake and held his breath, and then suddenly swung a fatal knife. Various assassination skills were displayed here, and the ancient Assassin Alliance was vividly displayed.

Not far away, in the attic of a four-story Chinese-Japanese classical building in the center, stood an old man with gray hair, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, and his neatly combed mustache hanging naturally on his lips. Next to him, wearing a simple light green robe, he was watching the assassins practicing seriously downstairs.

Standing next to him was a little boy of about six or seven years old, with short black hair and green eyes. His expressionless expression exuded a look that kept strangers away from him, which fully demonstrated his handsomeness.

"Damian, look at these elite assassins and this land. They are the inheritance I have prepared for you." The old man in front of him turned out to be the behind-the-scenes commander of the ancient Assassin Alliance, who had survived for 700 years. Lars Earl Gurr.

Lars Earl Ghul looked at the elite assassin legion filled with murderous intent, advancing and retreating at a moderate pace, both offensively and defensively, and proudly said to the little boy beside him. "You will inherit everything from the League of Assassins."

"I know, Grandpa." A trace of determination flashed across the little boy's expressionless face. He knew the responsibility he shouldered.

"They will all obey your command to ensure that the earth can maintain its natural living environment from human beings." Lars looked at the endless white snow and said to Damian. "Damian, tell me what the assassin's purpose is."

"To eliminate evil in the world, justice must be achieved with your own hands." Damian blurted out almost without thinking.

"Very good, Damian. Your existence is to expand the power of the League of Assassins to the entire world. It's a matter of opinion to see how credible what you come out with at such a young age is.

"Father." Thalia, wearing a tight leather jacket, walked slowly from the corridor behind the old man.

Thalia stood behind Lars, bowed respectfully and said, "Father, due to the intervention of Superman and his partners, the Gotham Fall Plan failed, and Bane was also imprisoned by the government."

Lars stood on the attic, heard Thalia's words, nodded, and said: "Well, I understand. You should be tired after traveling for such a long time. Go and take a rest. Calculate the time, Nissa is coming back from Star City soon.”

"Since Plan A failed, we now need to make more important solutions to Plan B."

"Are you talking about Oliver Queen from Star City? But isn't he already dead? He was stabbed by your sword and fell off the cliff in front of everyone at the duel place. There is no way he would still be alive." Thalia frowned slightly and said with a smile. A hint of doubt.

Damian stood aside without interrupting. He thought of the sturdy brown-haired man from before. He was so bold and fearless that he chose to challenge his grandfather, and finally died under his grandfather's sword.

Lars nodded and said with a slightly surprised tone: "Yes, it seems that he survived and returned to Star City. He is indeed one of my favorite heirs."

"He killed Tal Earl Shafir, and now that he's alive, it's not over yet."

Thalia said with a murderous look on her face.

"No, Thalia." Lars stopped Thalia's move.

"Oliver Queen is very useful. Whether it is his potential or his mind, he can be a great help to us. He did not kill Tal Earl Shafir. The League of Assassins does not kill innocent people casually. .”

"But Nissa." Thalia thought of her half-sister Nissa.

Her sister loved that woman deeply. After she was killed, her sister almost went crazy looking for the murderer to avenge her beloved.

Lars sighed as he saw that his daughter was exactly the same as him, perfectly inheriting his green eyes.

"I will take care of Nyssa's side. Now you mainly need to keep an eye on Gotham's side and be responsible for Damian's training."

"Okay, Father." Thalia nodded, indicating that she understood.

"Although I don't want to get involved in this matter, what I know is that regardless of whether Quinn killed Sarah Lance or not, he challenged you and violated your wishes. For this reason, Olivier Quinn must die."

"Go and rest, Thalia." Lars said slowly, ignoring his daughter. "I will handle this myself."

One of the taboos of the Assassin's Alliance is that only one party who challenges the leader will survive. The surviving party will gain ownership of the Assassin's Alliance, which is equivalent to taking charge of a huge assassination empire.

"Follow me, Damian." Thalia called Damian beside him and returned to his residence. Sitting on the sofa nearby, looking at her exquisite son and the shadow of someone vaguely visible in her eyebrows, Thalia smiled foolishly.

"Mother, what are you doing?" Damian was a little confused when he heard his mother's sudden laughter.

"Nothing, I just thought of your father." Thalia said with a smile. "I really want to see your father's expression when he knows you exist."

"My father will probably have a hard time understanding that he suddenly has a seven-year-old child, right?"

Damian was stunned for a moment, and then asked in an extremely complicated tone mixed with a hint of yearning. He knew who his father was and what his father did, but he just hadn't seen him.

Thalia always said that the time had not come yet and asked Damian to wait. Later, under the crazy and cruel training, Damian gradually forgot this emotion in his mind. You can't count on a father you have never met. A child who began to undergo the cruelest training of assassins at the age of three and survived had any beautiful vision for him.

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