Aztec Eternals

The sea breeze blows thousands of miles, from the heat of the seashore to the slight cold of the plateau, to the lake capital in the Mexica Valley. Lake Texcoco shimmers with bright waves, reflecting the Tenochtitlan of the White Rock Causeway, like the projection of the Kingdom of God in the world!

The smoke is lingering, bringing the fragrance of turpentine. In the Kingdom of God, there are God's messengers who communicate with the world and people. Soon, the shouts of hundreds of capital priests pierced into the sky loudly, and the praise echoed in the lake and sky.

". Praise the Lord God! He is supreme and omnipotent! He bestows sunshine and rain, harvest and food, victory and glory, land and the future! Praise Him! The Lord God loves us, protects a strong alliance, and We return piety, sacrifices and blood!"

"Praise the Lord God! Reward with piety, reward with sacrifice and blood!"

Hundreds of thousands of people in the capital all prostrated themselves on the ground, praying fervently to the sun, celebrating an unprecedented grand sacrifice! The boiling sound waves shook the fields, vibrated the lake surface, even dispelled the clouds in the sky, and shook the waves on the water surface!

"The sun is rising, and the main god, Vitzilopochtli, has risen to the highest level! The supreme main god blesses the alliance, and the battle of gods in the Eastern Expedition has achieved another perfect victory! The main god devoured the cloud snake in the mountain, and the god of hunting! He Holding a spear in hand, carrying a bow and arrow, grasping the power of war, conquering all directions, invincible!"

"Praise the Lord God! Conquer all directions and be invincible!"

The towering Great Temple reflected in the water is so clear and magnificent. Twelve priests and elders stood on the top of the pyramid, holding obsidian long daggers for sacrifice. In front of the main temple, behind the elders, a new one-meter-high altar was built, and a golden seat was placed.

At this moment, in the shining golden light, King Avit is sitting on the throne, wearing a gorgeous royal costume, and holding a topaz scepter. He stood above the crowd, looking down on the hundreds of thousands of ant-like citizens of the capital, tens of thousands of royal warriors, hundreds of nobles in the lake area, and the twelve-member group of priests and elders!

"The great King Avit, who is the incarnation of the sun god, leads the people of the god! He conquered our old enemy, the Tlaxcalans in the east! He captured the descendants of the cloud serpent and sent them to To the altar of the temple!"

The high priest Ugel wore a divine crown and sacrificial clothing, raised his hands, and shouted to the bottom of the pyramid of the Great Temple. The twelve priests and elders, and four hundred priests of all levels, also shouted together, guiding the two hundred thousand people in the lake!

"The great king, who is brave and good at fighting, has won two victories in the battle of gods and destroyed two parts of the world. He is a well-deserved god king! Let us pray for the god king of the alliance and ask him to lead us forever!"

Then, the high priest Ugel turned around, and in the eyes of hundreds of thousands of people, he suddenly knelt down towards the king on the throne.

"Praise the lord god, praise the king of gods! Praise you, my supreme king, may you be on the throne of God and rule the world!"

"Praise the lord god, praise the god king! Stand high on the throne and rule the world!"

In an instant, fanatical cheers rose from under the pyramid and merged into the sky! And even the birds in the sky were stunned by the shout, and fled into the distance. The cheers were so ebullient, and so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, as if hundreds of thousands of worker bees, under the order of the queen bee, made trembling wings at the same time!

"Haha! As holy as I am, standing above all living beings, I will rule the world!"

Seeing the kneeling High Priest Ugel and the surrendering Twelve Priests and Elders, Avit was extremely happy and laughed out loud. He led tens of thousands of royal troops, and hurried back to the capital with the momentum of a great victory. The main purpose was to completely subdue the high priests and become the only supreme in the alliance!

The Immortal Elder has fallen, and the High Priest of Morningstar, Shuttel, has gone to the Kingdom of God. Among the current high priests, there is only the weak and mediocre high priest Ugel. The king's general suppression, the wooing and division among the high priests, coupled with the guarantee and promise of status, finally led to the surrender ceremony in today's high priest! And from today onwards, the power of the gods and kings are under the king alone!

Thinking of this, Avitt trembled all over his body, feeling like an electric shock, feeling the extreme joy brought by power. He stood up abruptly, raised the magic staff in his hand, and declared to hundreds of thousands of people.

"The sun god is incarnated in me, and I am the entire alliance! The will of the lord god is my will and your will! At this moment, the sun rises into the sky, and the lord god is watching us! He can't wait, waiting for the soul to ascend into the sky. The sky is waiting to burn alive in the fire, waiting for life to flow into the earth, and even more waiting to bless us with your own hands! Come! Sing and celebrate, pray to the sun, and the holy sacrifice begins now!"

Hearing the king's announcement, the high priest Ugel was stunned for a moment. He quickly reacted, held up his divine scepter, and followed suit to announce.

".Praise the Lord God, praise the God King! Great sacrifice, start!"

Behind the high priest Ugel, the expressions of the priests and elders changed. Elder Sun God Tonatiu, Elder God of War Yazar, Elder Main God Akap, and the three chief deputy priests looked at each other with flickering eyes. After a few breaths, Acap, the elder of the main god, was the first to raise his scepter, followed by Tonatiu, the elder of the sun god, and finally Yazar, the elder of the god of war. Then, the entire group of high priests surrendered to the king above them all.

"Praise the lord god, praise the god king! The gods won the battle and sacrificed to the Tlaxcala gods!"

The shouts of the priests drifted all the way to the center of the temple area, the temple of the God of Sin. Chief Priest Yao Ke wore leather armor, a long robe, and held a copper axe. He led hundreds of temple warriors to personally escort the precious offerings of the gods. Soon, Maya Lan's long line of sacrifices stretched all the way to the front of the Great Temple.

Hundreds of captives shouted, wept, hesitated, and even resisted, being escorted to the end of their fate! That was the top of the great temple, the gray and black sacrificial stone, which had been stained dark red by blood.

"Ah! Praise the mighty Lord God! Sacrifice, sacrifice!"

"Sacrifice to the Tlaxcalans! Kill the old enemy in the Eastern Valley!"

"The king is invincible! God Bless the Alliance!"

"Haha! Exterminate the descendants of Tlaxcala, avenge the ancestors who died in battle!"

"Revenge! Sacrifice! Revenge, sacrifice! Roar! Roar!."

As the sacrificial team moved forward, the shouts of hundreds of thousands of Mexica people almost fell into madness. The nobles and warriors howled wildly, like jaguars and eagles going mad.

The people of Tlaxcala are the eastern enemies of the Alliance! The two sides fought each other, and the brutal fighting lasted for half a century! Tens of thousands of Mexica warriors died in the long battle. Thousands of Mexica nobles sacrificed in the temples of the Tlaxcalans! There has long been a blood feud between the two parties that cannot be resolved. Now, the old enemy who has been fighting for half a century has finally decided the winner, and the blood feud of many years is about to be avenged. In such a sacred sacrificial ceremony, the alliance will, as the winner, destroy thousands of descendants of the old enemy! .How can all this prevent everyone from going crazy!

The long team of Mayan blue was escorted to the towering pyramid. The raging holy fire had already been lit in front of the Great Temple, exuding the unique aroma of divine smoke. Avet was at the top, with the corners of his mouth curled up, looking all around. The twelve priests and elders were divided into two teams and presided over two groups of sacrifices at the same time.

"Phew! Being a high priest is really tiring! You have to announce it loudly, you have to use the knife by the priest, you have to sign up for the pass, and you have to burn and worship the gods. Pity me, this old bone!"

However, the high priest Ugel was slightly fat, his bones were not obvious, but he had a lot of meat. He took a deep breath, moved his wrist a little, and began to wait for the first sacrifice.

In front of the Great Temple, there are 625 descendants of Tlaxcala who will be sacrificed today. And such a huge sacrifice will last for a full ten days, sacrificing 6,250 descendants of the gods! The number 625 comes from the 365-day solar calendar, which is added to the 260-day sacred calendar. It is a number that symbolizes the sun and the sacred at the same time.

According to King Avit's original plan, there should be 36,500 sacrifices in this unprecedented grand ceremony to celebrate the addition of the Great Temple, to worship the elders and high priests, to celebrate the victory of the Eastern Expedition and the autumn harvest!

However, under the rare persuasion of his son-in-law Shulot and Chief Intelligence Officer Gilliam, Avette finally changed his mind. He placed 30,000 Trascalas strong in the barracks and handed them over to the priests and warriors for training. Then, these 30,000 young men will become members of his son Chimalpili after the training is completed.

As for the 4,000 to 5,000 people who showed a little resistance during the training, they were all picked out and put into the Human Sacrifice Stadium in the capital. During the ten-day celebration, they will use ball skills or blood to please the people of the capital!

"The descendants of the glue man, Tlaskala, the descendant of the tree snake, Prince Omochi, go to the kingdom of the sun god! His soul will meet his brothers who are going to the kingdom of god according to his own wishes, and get eternal peace !"

The high priest Ugel chanted loudly, and threw the freshness in his hand into the holy fire. Black smoke rises, carrying the souls of the dead, and floats to the high sky. Then, Ugel lowered his head and stared at the young deity who would sacrifice the stone and stop struggling.

"What a young and strong body, what a young man!"

The High Priest Ugel paused for a moment before waving his hands slightly. Immediately, two temple guards stepped forward and pushed the lukewarm corpse off the edge of the Great Pyramid, leaving a trail of blood behind. Immediately after, Akapu, the priest of the main god, chanted almost the same not far away.

"The descendants of the glue man, Tlaskala, the descendant of the snake god, Prince Tohno, go to the kingdom of the sun god! His soul will meet his brothers who are going to the kingdom of god according to his own wishes, and get eternal peace !"

In just a dozen breaths, another similar but younger corpse also rolled down from the high pyramid. The two bodies overlap in front of the Luna statue at the base of the tower. The two brothers were reunited in this way, blood mingled together. The bloodthirsty God of War in the sky stretched out his blood-red long tongue for the first time, tasting the delicacy of the descendant of God.

"Sacrifice! Sacrifice! Sacrifice the prince of the Tlaxcalans! Praise the Lord God!"

The blue rolls down, the bright red flows. Hysterical shouts sounded from the bottom of the pyramid temple, it was the excited shouts of nobles and warriors. As the beginning of a great sacrifice, two divine descendants of sufficient weight must always be brought out to please the gods and everyone!

"The descendant of the glue man, Weisuochenkobang, the descendant of the oak snake god, the city lord Weisuo, will go to the kingdom of the sun god! His soul will fly in the sky of the kingdom of gods, meet the son who is going to the kingdom of gods, and become A white snake!"

The high priest Ugel chanted again, decades of sacrifice experience had formed skilled muscle memory in his arms. He does not need to think, cuts and cuts in one go, as precise as a skilled surgeon.

Akap, the elder priest of the main god, was younger and would always be half a beat behind. The other group of chief swordsmen originally appointed was the sun priest elder Tonatiu. But King Avit wanted to promote Akapu, and Elder Tonatiu was happy to do less work, and he didn't fight for it. Therefore, it was not until a few breaths later that Akapu's clear singing sounded on the pyramid.

"The descendant of the glue man, Weisuochenkobang, the descendant of the oak snake god, the prince Waco, will go to the kingdom of the sun god! His soul will fly in the sky of the kingdom of gods, meet his father who is going to the kingdom of gods, and become A green snake!"

"Bang, bang!"

Two corpses of different ages and similar appearances rolled down one after another, landing not far in front of the eagle battle group. Xiu Suoke, the deputy head of the eagle, stood in front of the warriors holding the king's banner. At this moment, Stanley, the leader of the Eagles, is sitting in Oak City, and the Eagles of the Alliance, in name, respect Xiusoke.

The high priest went to the Kingdom of God, and Xiusoke also aged a lot overnight. His figure thinned down again, gradually revealing the vigor of a warrior. Only my chest, where my ribs were broken, still hurts from time to time.

The eagle enjoys wealth and honor, but spends time in the cage, where is its original heart? Even his own grandson, Xiuhua, is strictly protected by the king, it is very rare to see him once!

"Phew! The sky is full of blood, and the capital is reflected, and thousands of corpses are used for spring plowing."

The corpse rolled down, bloody. Xiusoke looked at the large group of gods offering sacrifices in front of him, and groaned softly.

These sacrificial remnants have lost the soul in their hearts, and no longer have the divinity of the descendants of the gods. And their next destination is to bury thousands of acres of Chinampas in the lake area after a little disposal, as fertilizer for spring cultivation. This has been a tradition of the alliance for decades, and it is also the decree after the priests affirmed that the vitality in the corpse should be used to compensate for the consumption of the earth.

Afterwards, Xiusoke narrowed his eyes slightly. He recognized the identities of the two corpses, they were the lord and prince of Oak City in Wessochinkobang! And it was in front of him that these two people with high status were captured by Stanley, the leader of the Eagles!

All captured Tlaxcala god descendants, no matter how prominent their identities, no matter how many people they have controlled the lives of, will only end up as sacrifices in the alliance's grand ceremony!

"The green smoke rose from the fresh burning, and the temple rolled down to the body of the god."

Amidst the wild cheers of hundreds of thousands of people, Xiu Suoke held up the king's flag and watched more and more corpses. The long blood color stretched out under the Great Pyramid, endlessly, as if reaching the end of the sky.

"Two hundred thousand people shouted, shouting that the Lord God will kill the Quartet!"

Afterwards, Xiusoke turned around slightly, and looked at the Otomi envoy who bowed his head silently, the obedient Vastek envoy, the shocked and surprised Tekos envoy, the pale-faced Mixtec envoy, and the frowning Sabo. Emissary Turk, and Emissary Totonac, who fearfully whispers

Seeing this, a smile gradually appeared on Xiusoke's face. The eagle in the cage is also happy. After the new year, there is one less envoy in the world! And this unified world will eventually be passed on in the hands of his descendants.

"The descendants of the gods kill all the world and unite the world, and the whole world belongs to the god king! My son and my grandson are the future god king!"

The blood was filled, and the cheers continued. Xiusoke's chanting voice gradually became low and gradually no one could hear it. In a daze, he saw his father's figure, walking towards him from the blood, and became one with him. But after a while, Xiu Suoke shook his head again, burying his father in his heart. He raised his head, looked at King Avet on the golden throne at the top of the Great Temple Pyramid, and praised with a smile.

"Good poems, good poems! The god king conquered the world, and I am attached to the tail of the horse to write poems. Let's see where this mighty poem is going and in whose hands it will fall!"