Chapter 254 - God, or Monster (1/2)

“Little Eight, I seem to feel witchcraft being used on the snake’s body.” Nan Xun said.

“No wonder this grandpa feels the sword was really evil but without the slightest supernatural power, as if that sword was bound with a very intense evil spirit.” Little Eight reminded her out of his conscience and professional ethics, “Nan Xun, the big boss isn’t so simple ah, you have to be careful in the future.”

Nan Xun pouted her lips: Is there a need for you to say that? Which world’s big boss she doesn’t need to be careful with?

Gong Moran took the sword in Nan Xun’s hands and raised it to the sky, the tip of the sword drew a graceful arc in the air, along with that white sleeve of his.

Nan Xun was so close that she could even hear the rustle of the robe rubbing against the air.

The common people who looked from a distance was really excited.

The three kingdoms’ envoys all stared at the strangely-behaving Nanyun’s State Teacher, only Qi Hengqing’s pair of eyes were fixed on Nan Xun for a long time, his gaze was filled with unknown meaning.

“Presenting sacrifices.” Gong Moran raised his sword.

He obviously only moved his lips slightly, his voice flat and cold, but it was more than that; the voice he uttered seemed to be amplified, reverberating throughout the entire drill ground.

As his voice fell, a path was opened from amongst the crowd, nine Imperial Guards each escorted a man wearing black clothes over.

These must be assassins who survived that day.

They were escorted until they arrived in front of State Teacher, lined up one by one.

The assassins gazed at the man in front of them, looking at them with indifferent eyes, their hearts were overflowing with dread.

A sneer suddenly appeared on Gong Moran’s lips, his deathly still eyes served as a foil and made this smile eerily terrifying, it was an indescribable odd feeling.

All of a sudden, he lifted the serpent sword a little bit, pointing it at the first person’s chest.

The assassins didn’t even hope to live as they were prepared to bite their tongues to commit suicide, but as their jaws were broken, they were unable to do it.

The assassin watched as the beautiful cold man in front of him pierced that long sword…into his chest.

His eyes widened at the next second, he was seized with terror.

Why, why did he hear sound like something was sucking his blood?

It was the sword, the serpent wrapped around the sword was actually sucking his blood!

What kind of god this person before him? He’s clearly… a monster.

He wanted to speak, wanted to shout, but he couldn’t even utter a word out.

With a ripping sound, Gong Moran drew out the sword expressionlessly.

That person had his eyes wide opened right until he died, as if he had been scared to death.

Blood that soaked the sword pooled together into the snake’s mouth.

Not long after, the snake turned into a light red color, its luster flowing smoothly, extremely abnormal.

There was no drip of blood left as the sword returned as clean as before.

Gong Moran stretched out his hand that held the sword and looked down at the light red snake, his whole body was leaking with some kind of strange aura.

Nan Xun stared at him intently, the knit on her brows seemed to be getting even tighter.

Little Eight screamed ‘f*ck’ and said, “The big boss right now looks so scary and perverted ah! Sob sob~”

Nan Xun expressed her agreement expressionlessly, “I think so too.”

When big boss killed the last assassin, the snake coiling on the long sword had turned completely blood red.

Those blood flowed through the snake’s body, and it seemed to be coming alive.

The princes and ministers who sat close already felt sweat covering their foreheads.

The sacrifice this time was different from previous ones, it made people felt a sense of horror for no reason.

Gong Moran returned to the altar with the serpent sword in his hand.

With a gesture from him, Gong Da presented a pre-drawn talisman paper while Gong Liu inserted a thick incense stick into the cauldron.

After that, the two people retired respectfully.

Gong Moran flicked his long sleeve, and the incense lit up immediately.