Category: Tharv

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The Man with a Mission (continued . . .)

















	
















	
	Lukaz Rann’s dossier on the Tharv scientist, VALLU, gave
	a complete picture of that creature’s evil career.

	
	It was Vallu who had invented a plant-killer,
	which, if sprayed from the air . . .

	
	. . . brought swift destruction
	to plants and crops !

	
	
	
	
	With my compound, we could wipe
	out an enemy’s plant food
	supply in the first day of war !

	
	
	
	
	One drop of my X-germ
	in a city’s water supply
	will eliminate the entire
	population of that city !

	
	Currently, he was at work on a
	sensational new explosive force.

	
	
	
	
	My plan is to harness
	the latent magnetic
	energy of the planet !

	
	Many times, the clever Trigan scientist, Peric, had warned
	the Imperial Council of the peril from Tharv.

	
	
	
	
	I tell you all that it is
	theoretically possible that,
	in testing his new explosive
	force, Vallu will blow up the
	whole planet. He must be stopped.

	
	
	
	
	Peric ! You know we can
	do nothing to stop a
	citizen of another state !

	
	When Vallu was questioned about Peric’s claim, he only scoffed.

	
	
	
	
	And what do you say
	to the allegation that
	your new force will
	blow up the planet ?

	
	
	
	
	The allegation was made
	by an old fool ! At his age,
	he should give up science
	and take up needlework !


























	
















	
	Lukaz Rann read through Vallu’s dossier.

	
	
	
	
	I’ll rid
	Elekton
	of that
	unspeakable
	creature !

This instalment was originally published in Look and Learn issue no. 702 on 28 June 1975.

 
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The Secret Assassin

















	














In the translucent depths of the sea off Tharv, a lone hunter was closing with his prey.

All at once, the hunter found himself—the hunted!

Knocked unconscious by a shock-projectile, the victim was connected to a grab . . .

And lifted aboard a waiting sea-craft.

Later, when he had recovered consciousness . . .

See here, you—whoever you are!

Who I am is of no importance to you! I apologise for interrupting your sport, but I have need of your very special services.

Who do you want me to kill—and for how much?

The Emperor Trigo! For half a million thullars! Cash in advance!
























	














How did you come to know of me?

That is immaterial! I know you are the top operator in your—er profession! That you kill silently and without trace!

You will fly to Trigan City and assassinate Trigo during the opening of the Imperial Assembly in two days’ time! Fail . . . and you perish!

I never fail!

In accordance with his instructions, the hired killer boarded a trans-plangtary air-cruiser in Tharv.

The air-cruiser was soon skybound.

Not many people flying to Trigan City today.

Suddenly, over the Daveli jungle—IT HAPPENED!

Alarm! Alarm! This is an emergency! All passengers remain seated! We are going to crash-land!

The big cruiser tore a path of fire and wreckage through the dense jungle . . . then there was silence.

Much later, the assassin clawed his way out.

Am I the only survivor?

This instalment was originally published in Look and Learn issue no. 653 on 20 July 1974.