"Praise the Lord God! We captured the Hidden Snake City and captured the temple of the false god!...His Highness the Supreme Highness issued a royal order to sacrifice all the descendants of the Hidden Snake God... No matter old or young, no one will be left alive!..."
On the bloody rainy night, the elegy of death floated, echoing in the fallen Hidden Snake City. The first half of the night was a chorus of screams and burning flames, and the second half of the night was the deathly silence of death and flowing dark red. And when the sky became brighter, the rising sun
Rising from the East China Sea, all the songs of the past have disappeared.
In the ancient city-state, there were only devout praises to the Lord God and cheers of victory! The praises and cheers of the warriors resounded in this oriental holy city of Totonac, and they wanted to completely destroy all the "holy" bloodlines.
erase!
"Witness the Lord God! This head is burned like this, nothing can be seen!..."
The flames in the temple pyramid had long since been completely extinguished. The black wolf Toltec stood under the pyramid, holding a charred head in his hands. His eyes widened, and he checked it over and over for a while before handing the head to the general.
Pap.
"Pap, come and see, you are familiar with it. Is this head the head of the seaside chief priest?"
"Uh! Chief Black Wolf, I...please let me identify it."
General Pappu held his head, his heart heaving violently. He stood still and stared blankly for a while, and his eyes gradually became moist.
To be honest, the chief priest of the seaside, Atko Yotelsin, personally promoted him from a fleeing feathered serpent priest to the naval commander of the Hidden Serpent City... Even though there was a consideration in balancing the power of the city-state and driving the fleeing tribes,
But for him, it is indeed a generous reward!
This revered spiritual leader has led the Totonac tribes in the East for more than 20 years! His faith and will are unyielding, as hard as a rock, and he has fought to the death for three times against the tide of Mexica invasion.
Years! And until the end, the most noble chief priest did not abandon the Holy City and flee...
"The blue sea teeth...the sharp snake teeth...the three-color gem...the shape of the feathered serpent...is...it's him!"
General Papu lowered his head and opened the mouth of the head with force. Then, he stared at the sharpened snake teeth, the inlaid gems, and the specially crafted noble lines and shapes, as if he was seeing the sea.
The waves. He identified them carefully for a moment, then suddenly lost his mind and couldn't stop crying from his eyes.
"It's... it's you!... Reverend High Priest of the Seaside, 'Honored One of the Sea and the Earth', Atko Yotelsin... it's you! Woohoo!..."
"Huh? Why are you still crying? Pap, why are you crying? Are you missing those hypocritical old gods!..."
The black wolf Toltec frowned and scolded sternly. He looked at the surrendered general Papu who showed his true feelings and burst into tears. He felt baffled. This old fox sold the Navy, surrendered to His Highness, offered the Hidden Snake City, and converted to Christianity.
He has betrayed the main god... He has done so many things and betrayed those who should have betrayed him. Why is it that when he meets the chief priest of the false god and sees a severed head, he bursts into tears uncontrollably?
"Woo! Chief Black Wolf...I, I don't know...this...this head is dead, but after all, it is the distinguished person of the seaside, the most respected chief priest! He was once the incarnation of the gods in the human world, and was used by countless
The tribe worships him, he is a saint that everyone looks up to!"
General Pappu's eyes were filled with tears, his heart was filled with uncontrollable sadness, and he was giving random excuses. Hidden Snake City was destroyed, and everything was over. And he had believed in the gods for half his life, and he had respected the sun and the sun for half his life.
The feathered serpent, from now on, will really live on the seaside and inevitably die!
At this moment, even though he had a flexible bottom line of faith, he still couldn't restrain his sorrow, the shock and desolation brought about by witnessing the destruction of his faith and the death of his former holiness!
At this moment, only the priests and warriors of the seaside land can deeply feel what the destruction of the Hidden Snake Holy Land and the demise of the gods and priests means to the beliefs of various tribes!
"Ah! I...I know! This is the magic power, the magic power of this head!... He... He saw the destruction of the gods, the loss of everything on the seashore, and even the destruction of the last temple... He died so
Unwilling to give in, only the most desperate curse is left behind!... Therefore, this head has magic power born from divinity, just like the legendary divine disaster in the north, cold, desperate and sad!..."
"Huh? The mana of sadness, like the cold snow in the north?... Just this head?"
Black Wolf touched his head in confusion and looked at the head of Chief Priest Atkoyotelsin, but felt nothing. He looked at the red-haired bodyguard Chabo next to him and asked in a deep voice.
"Cha Bo, do you feel it?"
"Uh? Boss, how do you feel?"
"sad."
"Ha?! What did you say?"
"Sad...just sad!"
"Uh...sad? Why are you sad if you win?"
The red-haired bodyguard Cha Bo blinked his eyes, looked at the serious Black Wolf, and suddenly realized something.
"Ah! Boss, I feel it, I'm so sad!"
"Huh? You feel it? This head really has magic power?!"
"Yes! Boss... the army has entered the city, and the warriors are grabbing things and women everywhere... but I can only stay by your side and can't grab anything... Wuwu! I'm so sad, I'm so sad!..."
"...Get out!...You can get out, the further away the better!..."
"Ah! I can go and rob now? Praise the boss!"
Hearing this, the red-haired guard Cha Bo was overjoyed. He rolled over quickly, then rushed towards the noble area with a copper ax in hand like the wind.
There, ruthless killing and looting are going on, and all the gods and nobles, all the past rulers, are destined to go to the altar... There is no place for them in the new order on the seaside. They will lose everything.
Their power, status and wealth will also lose their lives and blood!
"Pap..."
"Uh...Heilang leader..."
The black wolf turned his head, narrowed his eyes, and stared at Pap next to him, showing a wolf-like cold look.
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"Ah! The Lord God witnesses! I...I didn't!..."
“But I can’t feel it, and neither can I feel the tea waves!…”
General Pappu held his head and felt the murderous intent in the black wolf's eyes. He panicked for a moment and even stuttered in his voice.
"Respected...respected Black Wolf Leader, you...you and your bodyguards are all wolves that have experienced countless killings, and are...blessed by the magic power of the God of Death! So...that's why...you can't feel the magic power of this head.
ah!…"
"But...but, the Lord God is witness!...You just need to call any Totonak warrior and show him the head of the chief priest Atko Yotelsin...he will definitely feel the power of the head and feel the sadness.
!…I, I swear!…”
"You swear? On your life?"
"Uh...I...swear..."
Black Wolf's eyes were cold, and he stared at General Papu for a long time, until he was sweating profusely. Then he turned to his bodyguard and said.
"Go and call the Timber Wolf!"
"Yes! Boss!"
"Praise the Lord God! He is supreme, swallows up all the old seaside gods, and rules the earth, ocean and sky! ...The Lord God controls everything! Only by converting to the Lord God can past sins and sins be forgiven, and the soul after death can go to the Kingdom of God!
…”
As the armies entered the city, the cleanup of Hidden Snake City continued. The war priests accompanying the army couldn't wait to face the rising sun and lit the blazing holy fire. Soon, the grand conversion ceremony would be held in the square in front of the pyramid. And
Solemn and bloody sacrifices, blood oaths and conversions will reshape all collapsed and despairing hearts.
Amidst the high-pitched chants of the priests of the main god, the forest wolf Mayakun came in a hurry. The leather armor on his body was stained with blood, and his brows were filled with fierce killing intent. Until he saw the black wolf Toltec, the wolf
He was just as ferocious but immediately restrained himself and lowered his head respectfully.
"With the blessing of the Lord God, we captured Hidden Snake City!...Hei Lang leader, are you looking for me?"
"Well... Linlang, come here!..."
The black wolf Toltec smiled slightly and nodded. Then, he took the black head from the hands of the general Pappu, glared at Pappu coldly, then turned around and handed the head to Pappu.
In the hands of Timberwolves Maiaquin.
"Take it!"
"Uh? God bless you! This... what is this? A burnt... head?..."
Timber wolf Ma Yakun held the head in his hands with a puzzled look on his face, and his eyes were filled with confusion.
"Boss? This..."
"Yes. The Lord God has witnessed it! Pappu has already identified it..."
Hei Lang's eyes were sharp and he spoke calmly while staring at Lin Lang's expression.
"This is the head of the High Priest of the Seaside, Atkoyotelsin..."
"Ah! What! This! This!...This head is! It's..."
Hearing this, Timber Wolf Ma Yakun seemed to have been hit by some kind of spell. He stood still for a moment, yelled a few random words in his mouth, and quickly became quiet again. He stared blankly at the head in his hand, looking at the blurry, helpless
The recognizable appearance... but it was as if he saw again the incarnation of the god he had admired since childhood, the most sacred old man on the seaside!
The imprint of this belief is deeply rooted in the hearts of the seaside warriors and always binds their souls, even if it is only part of it... For the southern warriors on the seaside and in the jungle, they are never like those warriors in the wilderness, with unruly and unruly souls.
Freedom to wander back and forth on the edge of different beliefs. On the contrary, gods and divinity are the most important components of their cognition, and have even become a part of life!
At this moment, facing the dead chief priest of the seaside, their old beliefs finally completely dissipated, just like the souls completely got rid of the old gods and truly and completely fell into the arms of the Lord God...
"The chief priest of the seaside...he is dead?...the gods...the gods are also dead?..."
Timberwolf Mayaquin stood dumbly for a moment, then raised his head in despair. He held the charred head of Atcoyotel and looked at the Hidden Snake Temple full of black marks. Tears suddenly filled his eyes and he cried out.
"Dead! Dead!...All the gods are dead!...And the Lord God has ascended to the highest place!..."
"Well!…"
Black Wolf's eyes widened as he looked at the suddenly howling and hissing forest wolf Ma Yakun. Looking at this fierce slave wolf that he had trained with his own hands, he was so surprised that it was hard to describe.
"Witness the Lord God! This...this head...actually has magic power?!"
"Ah! I have decided that the head of the High Priest of the Seaside will become my most precious collection! Let me think about it, let me think about it..."
"God bless you! I thought of it! I want to make this head into a magic weapon and mount it on the long sword of my legion!..."
"And the magic weapon made of this head will have the same sad power as the divine disaster in the north! Then its name will be... just..."
Black Wolf Toltec took his head back and pondered for a moment. He suddenly remembered a story that His Highness once told his guards in his spare time many years ago.
In that story, there was a truly powerful and immortal tribal warrior who controlled the divine power of death! He never tired of killing and fighting to destroy all enemies who dared to resist and to destroy all the old gods. This man
The artifact in the hands of the samurai happens to be the long sword owned by the legion commander. And the name of that long sword is...
"'Frostmourne'! Yes, like the divine disaster in the north, cold, desperate and sad!"
At this moment, Black Wolf declared loudly, the desire for killing flashed in his eyes, and a cold passion appeared. Then, he suddenly pulled out the Eight-Sided Qin Sword from his waist, and pulled Atcoyotl's head with all his strength.
Pressed on the hilt of the sword!
"Haha! The long sword of death, the sorrow of divine disaster! I will hold this sad artifact and bring the coldness and despair of death to all enemies who block the kingdom!..."
This chapter has been completed!