Gatekeeper of all realms

Chapter 159 The last holder of the divine weapon!

Chapter 159 The last holder of the divine weapon!
Knife.

Dance lightly.

Sheng flutes sounded on the floating island, the wind was gentle and the moon hung in the sky.

In the gorgeous music, the knife falls on the man's neck.

"Wait a moment!"

The man couldn't move at all, but he didn't panic at all. He just said calmly:
"Why are you so anxious? Patricide and assassination of the head of the family are against the rules and will greatly damage your reputation."

"Child, wait a little longer - after I pass the position of the head of the family to you, I will commit suicide!"

"This is my truest love, the last request from a father to his children."

Song Qingyun originally had a calm expression and a calm gaze, but after hearing these words, he suddenly burst into uncontrollable sharp laughter.

"Hahahaha, that's ridiculous."

She held up the knife with a calm expression, her eyes lost focus and fell into memories of the past.

for a while.

Her tone turned cold:

"You are also qualified to talk about 'love'?"

"Not only you, but the entire human race is not suitable to be the carrier of 'love'."

"——The human heart is too fickle. Human emotions come and go without a fixed time. They are the most worthless and insignificant things in the world."

She took a step forward and stood in front of the man.

Long knife.

——Slowly raise it again.

"Why are you crying, father? You are the head of the Song family, commanding the thirty-six noble families. You are a real big shot. Are your tears regretful?"

“That’s great,” the man said.

The knife stopped.

"What do you mean?" Song Qingyun asked.

"You are awesome. The Song family... should really be handed over to you."

The man murmured in a low voice, raised his head suddenly, and his speech suddenly became fast and decisive——

"Qing Yun, you are the true head of the family, ruthless and resolute in killing, and not bound by family affection."

"——Unlike a fool like me who would back off at the last minute."

His voice became louder and louder, more and more excited:

"Forget it, you are right. Just kill me, and you will be the only one left in the Song family. This will make the artifact wake up again, and it must help you with all its strength."

“This is something I’ve always dreamed of but never got to do.”

"——The Song family will rise again and restore the glory of the sixth largest family!"

Song Qingyun listened quietly, and the expression on his face suddenly softened.

"Father."

"The Song family and the thirty-six families that depend on it are nothing more than my slaves. After I have used them all, I will offer them all to the evil god."

"I've already promised them."

The man seemed to have been hit hard by something, the enthusiasm on his face disappeared, and he shouted:

"how so!"

Song Qingyun had no expression on his face and said calmly:

"That year, you were afraid of being criticized by everyone, so you didn't dare to do it yourself. You hinted to stepmother to make a secret plan. That's when I had time to awaken my talent and then shocked the world, forcing you to give up."

"Later, when I reviewed the game, I kept thinking about it."

"As the head of a family, if you think about problems, you will be dragged down by too many things, and you will be tied up by all kinds of boring things, and you will be afraid to start and end;"

"You couldn't even make up your mind to do something as important as obtaining a divine weapon, and ended up giving up halfway."

"This has changed the image of you in my mind."

"Father, I think you are a—"

She paused, then said those two words with a cheerful expression:
"waste."

At this point, she seemed a little uninterested.

"It doesn't matter whether the waste dies or not."

"But if I want to further gain the trust of the gods and use their power to become stronger, I must kill the rubbish first."

The murderous intent on the knife became even more intense.

The man's expression changed and he shouted:

"Patricide is a heinous crime. If you do it, the world will never recognize your authority!"

"Everyone in the world? They're all going to die."

Song Qingyun said calmly: "I have an agreement with the gods. I will kill you first, and then unite the thirty-six families and randomly select 100,000 people from their territories to sacrifice to them. Then I can get their full support, transform into a stronger demigod, and bid farewell to my mortal body."

"It's very simple. If thirty-six companies work together, a large-scale natural disaster can be covered up."

"You are crazy! Damn it! You are not worthy to be the master of the Song family!" the man shouted angrily.

He wanted to struggle, but he was stared at by the nine vertical pupils on the blade, unable to move at all.

Song Qingyun smiled slightly.

"It's too late."

The knife was raised again, up to the top of his head.

The man made a "gurgling" sound in his throat, his face turned as red as blood, and his whole body was shaking.

But he couldn't break the magic of the nine evil gods.

this moment.

In the face of the end of death, an extremely distant scene slowly awakened from the depths of his memory.

It was the summer of a certain year.

He accompanied Song Qingyun to test the knife, but suddenly he felt in a trance and almost passed out.

But on the edge of coma, a warm force pulled him back and restored his consciousness.

then……

Song Qingyun's sister stood not far away, looking at him with a worried look.

"Get out, this is your sister's training ground!"

I yelled loudly at that time.

But neither of the sisters looked at themselves.

They looked at each other.

"Mind your own business." Song Qingyun said.

"As long as I'm alive." Song Yinchen said.

I didn't understand it at the time.

It's ridiculous.

At the last moment of this long life, I suddenly understood something.

“Yin Chen…”

The man recited something bitter.

Song Qingyun was startled and suddenly laughed.

"Can a waste of money have a bright mind sometimes?"

"Yes, my sister has the talent to activate memories, and can break my power."

"It's a good thing you didn't believe her."

"Father, you are so snobbish. You hold me in your hands and treat her like a piece of trash."

"—you are completely blind to real emotion."

The man's whole body was shaking even more violently.

Blood flowed from his eyes, he gritted his teeth, his face full of despair. The long sword did not cut down.

She admired the man's expression, slowly took the knife back, and said softly:
"Thank you for doing this to her, I can do all this."

The long knife was sent forward gently and pierced the man's chest.

blood.

splash.

"If you don't cut off your head, it will take about tens of seconds for you to die completely."

"These last moments of your life are for you to reflect on your life - just let endless regret and pain consume you."

"Father."

"This is my last act of filial respect to you as your daughter."

Song Qingyun slowly put away the knife.

Behind her, nine giant snakes stared at her and chanted an obscure spell.

Song Qingyun stood with his eyes closed, his clothes moving without wind.

boom--

The invisible force turned into a strong wind blowing around.

"Such a powerful force...I should have killed you earlier, father."

Song Qingyun seemed more and more cheerful.

The evil gods have granted themselves power as agreed.

Song family...

I am the last one left.

I will soon become the last holder of the world's sacred weapon!
She turned and walked across the corridor towards the main hall.

Behind her -

A ball of flame suddenly appeared from the corpse in the pavilion, and it started to crackle.

Despite this, the corpse was still unwilling to give in and was still struggling, making a mournful "woohoo" sound from its mouth.

This voice made Song Qingyun even happier.

She walked through several doors, reached out to push aside the curtains, and came under the brilliant lights.

Thirty-six families gathered together.

Everyone looked at her.

There are various expressions including doubt, fear, scrutiny, admiration and submission.

Song Qingyun raised his hand slightly and pressed it on the hilt of the knife.

The long sword does not move.

Nine giant snakes with one head and vertical pupils appeared from the void, releasing mighty waves and all fell on Song Qingyun.

With this blessing, she finally spoke:

"Three days ago, the Song family held a grand family head succession ceremony, and Song Qingyun became the family head. As for her father, because of his past deeds, he felt that he was no longer able to lead the family forward, so he went to the old house to recuperate and left the power center of the Song family."

"By the way...Song Yinchen has also passed away due to illness."

After she finished speaking, she sat down on the main seat of the Song family patriarch.

Everyone's expression became confused.

Their memories had been tampered with, and they were now slowly digesting the contents.

Song Qingyun was fiddling with the wine glasses on the table, his eyes looking through the crowd at the confused faces.

Command thirty-six families.

It's actually not interesting.

I could do this a long time ago.

Today I am just coming out into the open and announcing my new identity to the world.

As the head of the Song family, I have the power to do one thing——

"Everyone."

She said loudly: "I am about to be recognized by the world-suppressing artifact. I ask you to unite and rally around me to break away from the jurisdiction of the world government and establish a new independent country!"

Everyone became excited.

This has been done a long time ago.

However, three generations of the Song family have not been recognized by the world-suppressing divine weapon.

“You actually got the recognition?”

One of the family heads asked.

Song Qingyun said: "Yes, the vision of the world-suppressing artifact will appear soon. It will protect me and will not let any king-level masters stop us."

"Our country is called Song."

"I will establish nine gods as the supreme gods of the state religion, and everyone must praise and submit to them."

"No one can interfere with our affairs!"

The words fell.

A muffled breathing sound came from the depths of Zhongzhou City.

The sound was so majestic and grand that everyone on the floating island could hear it clearly.

"It's a world-suppressing divine weapon!"

Everyone cheered.

Song Qingyun also smiled faintly.

If I had that divine weapon in my hand, even if all the masters in this world were dispatched, they would not dare to touch me at all.

Unfortunately, it didn't recognize me.

This is fate.

But I have changed my destiny.

“Come on, our Song family’s ancestral weapon…except me, no one is worthy of you.”

Song Qingyun's voice spread far away.

suddenly.

A long male voice sounded outside:

"The Human Martial Arts Group, the Hunting Equipment Research Institute, the Eternal Life Technology Federation, and the five major families have come together to visit!"

Song Qingyun sensed the movement underground, the smile on his face gradually widened, and he said loudly:
"Please wait a moment. I will come to greet you after I communicate with the world-suppressing artifact."

There was a burst of discussion outside.

But after all, I didn't dare to move anymore.

The situation is temporarily maintained.

Song Qingyun stretched out his hand and made a move towards the void.

"Come!"

There was a gentle breeze in the hall.

After everyone waited for a few breaths, they found that nothing came.

Song Qingyun's expression remained unchanged, as if he had expected this.

She sat on the high seat, poured herself a glass of wine and took a sip.

"It looks like it will take some time for it to confirm the situation before it recognizes me."

As she spoke, she pulled out the long sword, and the nine vertical pupils on the sword opened again.

Then everyone in the hall fell silent.