Chapter 617: Eastern Expedition Festival! Kill the evil, the immortal sun!
The vast Lake Texcoco shines with sparkling waves, reflecting the scorching sun in the sky and the towering Great Temple. The white stone and red-roofed Great Temple is reflected in the flat lake, and it is already a red color. The temple
The steps were smeared with red from thousands of sacrifices, engraved with the last traces of the descendants of the gods. The nearby Lake Texcoco was also injected with bright red, turning it into a bleak blood lake. Blood Lake Red Temple
, is the red country!
In the temple, the priests prayed, chanted, and waved sacrificial stone blades. In the stadium, the prisoners of war hit the ball desperately, receiving bursts of applause. In the square, the poets chanted loudly and recited their poems. In the community
, the musicians played the bamboo flutes and beat the brisk drums. Beside the road, the girls danced and sang, attracting the admiring teenagers...
At this moment, human voices, music, songs, roars, chants, prayers... echoed together in the majestic lake capital, pleasing hundreds of thousands of people with the sacrifice of life, playing a festive song
Movement! This is the annual New Year Festival, and it is also a rare victory festival!
People in the capital city of the lake are enjoying rare joy in an unprecedented grand ceremony, and are also mourning the passing of their elders. Such piety and sacrifice, blood and death, are the common aesthetics of the Mexica people.
It has been going on for more than a hundred years, and I don’t know when it will change.
The victory ceremony has lasted for nine full days! And today is the last day. Avit is still sitting high on the throne in royal robes. His eyes are bright and he glances at the twelve priests who are presiding over the sacrifice in front of the temple.
The elder also glanced at the nobles drinking and watching in the square, and the armored warriors on guard. With sharp eyes, he stared at the celebrating crowd, looked at the communities extending in all directions, and felt the tendency of the people in the capital.
After a while, Avitt lowered his eyes, feeling both satisfied and somewhat dissatisfied. He clenched the magic staff in his hand and muttered to himself at the highest point of the capital.
"In their hearts, I am a war-savvy king and a devout god-king, but I am not yet... not yet the immortal sun! Reputation and legend require time to accumulate, and more importantly... feats that are unforgettable!"
After pondering for a moment, Avitt's eyes sharpened, and fire ignited in his chest. He waved his hand, summoned the accompanying personal guards, and whispered a few instructions.
But a moment later, several personal guards carried the king's gorgeous bronze cloth armor, bronze helmet, feather shield and battle ax, and came under the throne. Then, another personal guard came to the high priest who was presiding over the ceremony.
In front of Wugel, he whispered two sentences.
A flash of astonishment flashed through the eyes of the high priest Ugel. He hesitated for a while and looked at the king on the throne. Avit nodded affirmatively, with an expression that could not be disobeyed. Soon, the twelve priests and elders stopped
The sacrificers stood in front of the Great Temple and formed a large circle. The chief priest, Yao Ke, personally escorted the two most important sacrifices up the 60 to 70-meter-high pyramid to the Great Temple.
forward.
The chanting of the priests stopped, and the sacrifices of the gods stopped rolling down. The changes in front of the Great Temple soon attracted everyone's attention. Thousands of alliance nobles and warriors gathered in the Great Temple
Under the pyramid, looking up at the sacred heights, it seems that I am looking forward to something.
High Priest Ugel cleared his throat and raised the staff in his hand. He loudly announced to everyone in a hoarse voice.
"The Lord God is watching us! She longs for bravery and battle!... In order to please the Lord God, the devout King Avite will personally go down and engage in an endless sacrificial duel with the two most respected Tlaxcala gods!
Our great God King will personally show his bravery and sacrifice our most dangerous and powerful enemy!"
"What? The king personally goes off to participate in a dangerous sacrificial duel, or is it one versus two?!"
Upon hearing this shocking news, the nobles in the capital were silent for a moment. Then, an unparalleled voice, with unprecedented expectations, shouted to the heights of the great temple.
"Ah! Sacrifice, duel! Sacrifice, duel!...The god of war protects the king, protects the brave god-king! Roar!"
Excited shouts, like thunder, quickly spread throughout the city. Soon, a heartfelt call resounded throughout the entire lake city.
"Sacrifice, duel! God bless the God King!..."
In the hearts of the Mexicans, bravery and good fighting skills are the greatest virtues! The tribe is not far away from ancient times, and the warlike wind is very strong, and the people are proud of dying in battle...Avit’s behavior would be
At this time, the Celestial Dynasty would probably immediately remonstrate with all its ministers and try their best to stop it. But at this moment, in the capital of Mexico, hundreds of thousands of people had only one cry of expectation in their hearts.
"Hurry! Hurry up!"
Avit looked around the capital, looked at the crowds of people gathering, and nodded with satisfaction. Then, he stood up slowly, held up the topaz staff, and walked off the altar like a god of war amid the cheers of everyone. The guards immediately
He helped the king change his clothes and put on a strong bronze cloth armor, a face-covering bronze helmet with eagle feathers, a strong three-color feather shield, and a sharp bronze short axe. Soon, Avitt transformed into an elite eagle.
The warrior stands at the center of the twelve priests.
Then, two of the "most dangerous and powerful" Tlaxcala descendants also entered the small circle of duel. Oakot, the Lord of the Tree Snake City, with red eyes, was put on a cloth robe with a cloud snake painted on it, and in his hand was
He was holding a bladeless war club with the sharp blade removed. Quehuiz, the Lord of the Feathered Serpent City, pursed his lips, was covered with a feathered serpent cloth robe, and was given a gorgeous short stick with feathers stuck on it in his hand.
Well, there is no need to doubt. The two sides fighting are the king of Mexica with bronze armor and copper ax, and the Lords of Tlaxcala who fight with cloth robes and wooden sticks. Under the witness of the Lord God, this is very fair and very Mexica. What?
?You said that a wooden stick cannot break bronze armor and a cloth robe cannot bear a bronze axe? No, that means you are not strong enough or brave enough.
"Witness the Lord God! The king who is the incarnation of the Sun God is about to fight against the God of Hunting and the incarnation of the Quetzalcoatl evil god for his people! The bright sun will definitely destroy the darkness and kill the Cloud Serpent and the Quetzalcoatl!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The high priest Ugel announced loudly, and the twelve priests and hundreds of priests immediately repeated it. Soon, the roaring sound came from the big temple
, resounding throughout the capital city in the lake.
"Light versus darkness, the Lord God versus the Evil God. The sacred duel begins now!"
"Ha ha!"
Avit was wearing bronze armor and laughing boldly. He looked at the two most noble people among the Tlaxcala gods, bowed slightly, and said with a smile according to the ancient ritual.
"Ocott, Quehuez, you are my beloved sons!"
"..."
The Lord of Tree Snake City, Ocott, didn't say a word, but stared at the Mexica king with red eyes. Ten days ago, his two sons were the first two descendants of the gods to be sacrificed. In these ten days
Here, the hatred of the ruin of his country and his family has always been deep in his heart, and he will never forget it until his death.
Quehuiz, Lord of the Feathered Serpent City, was silent for a while, but still followed the ancient tradition and answered in a low voice.
"Avit, you are my beloved father!... Even with a stick, I will kill you!"
"Okay! Come on then!"
Avitt laughed loudly and raised the big shield in his left hand. Oakot, the Lord of Tree Snake City, did not hesitate, strode forward, and struck Avitt's neck with a sharp swing.
"boom!"
Avitt raised his left hand, raised his big shield, and the wooden stick was blocked. On the other side, Quehuiz, the Lord of the Feathered Serpent City, also rushed forward and hit Avitt's armored lower abdomen with a swift stick.
"boom!"
Avit was wearing heavy armor and had difficulty moving, so he received a solid blow. The guards around him widened their eyes nervously, gripped their battle axes, and were ready to charge at any time. The king's lips curled up, and he shook his head with a smile. Then.
, he faced the Great Temple, making an expression of hurt and pain.
"Ah?! The heroic king was injured by evil!"
Under the great temple, hundreds of thousands of eyes were watching intently. Soon, the battle between the king and the evil became more intense. From time to time, he used a large shield to cover himself and blocked with a copper axe. He changed the position of his feet and withstood the opponent.
Under the torrential attack, the pain and perseverance of being wounded in battle also appeared on his face.
"Ah! Wow!...Ah!"
"Ah this, this!"
"O Lord God! Please protect the God King!"
The situation gradually tilted, and the king struggled to hold on. Under the attack of two evil gods, he was unable to fight back. The hearts of everyone watching the battle were shaken, and they shouted randomly in fear. After a while, the chaotic shouts started on purpose.
Under the guidance, it becomes a prayer and call for blessing!
"God bless me! God bless my king!..."
As if he heard everyone's prayers, Avitt's expression became more determined.
Oakot, the Lord of Tree Snake City, rushed at him like a mad dog and beat him up and down, causing the king's armor to rattle. However, he had been starved for several days and lacked strength in his hands. He barely managed to fight for half a quarter of an hour before he fell to his feet.
He staggered and became somewhat unsteady on his feet.
Seeing the exhausted enemy, Avitt raised his eyebrows. This wonderful duel was about to reach its climax. He suddenly took a step forward, raised his foot, and kicked Okote hard in the abdomen.
"Well!"
Okote received a heavy blow, and his knees suddenly weakened, and he knelt down weakly. Seeing the reversal of the situation, loud cheers suddenly sounded from under the temple, accompanied by fanatical prayers.
"Praise the Lord God! Praise the King!..."
Avitt smiled slightly and turned around. He ignored the kneeling Okote and faced the Great Pyramid, waving his three-color feather shield gorgeously. The cheers were loud and endless, and the sound reached his ears. On the other side
Quehuiz, the Lord of the Feathered Serpent City, had a look of grief and anger on his face, and he also waved a gorgeous feather stick and fought with the king.
The bright feathers flew like the incarnation of a god. Avitt struggled close to him for a moment, then suddenly took a step back. Then, he burst out with a loud shout, and finally raised the copper ax in his right hand, using a wide-opening and closing movement.
Suddenly he slashed forward.
"The Lord God bless you! Kill the evil!"
"Hey! Hey!"
The sharp copper ax easily cut through the feathered serpent's robe. Then, without stopping, the sharp ax blade fiercely cut through Quehuiz's body, pulling out a half-meter-long wound and splattering a large amount of blood!
"Ah! God of hunting, I hate..."
The Lord of Feathered Serpent City suddenly paused and shouted with difficulty. Then, under the gaze of hundreds of thousands of people, he fell down weakly.
"Ho! Roar! Kill the evil, the brave God King!"
"Ha ha!"
Avitt was sweating profusely, his face was stained with blood, and he laughed heartily. He took a step forward, grabbed Quehuiz's hair, and dragged him to the sacrifice stone. Then he put away the copper ax and took it out from his waist
The obsidian dagger was inserted into Quehuiz's chest and abdomen!
"Sacrifice! Sacrifice!"
Fanatic shouts came from all directions. Under countless gazes, Avitt raised his red left hand and threw a beating heart into the burning holy fire! Soon, the shouts below turned into
Hysterical cheers and howls.
"Ho! Ho! God bless my king!"
"Ha ha!"
Avitt looked around, laughing with disdain. However, at this moment, a kneeling and crawling body suddenly pounced from behind him.
"Um?"
In an instant, Avitt's waist and abdomen tightened, and he was hugged tightly from behind. Then, the man stretched out his hand desperately, grabbed the copper ax from the king's waist, and pulled it out.
"ha?!"
Avitt raised his brows, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face. Seeing this, the warriors behind him all rushed towards the king.
"Everyone, stand down! Get out!"
Avitt shouted sharply, looking like a tiger. Then, he stretched out his left hand and held down the arm behind him. He raised the dagger in his right hand, turned it in an arc, and inserted it into his side! That was the position of the copper axe.
"Pfft!..."
The sound of the dagger entering the flesh came immediately. Then, it was stirred mercilessly again.
"Uh! Ah!..."
Severe pain came, and Okote howled in pain. In an instant, a blood hole appeared in his palm. He instantly lost strength and could no longer hold the newly grabbed weapon.
"when!"
The copper ax fell on the bluestone ground with a crisp sound. Avitt's eyes were sharp, he pulled Okote's hair with his left hand, and picked up the copper ax on the ground with his right hand. Then, under the watchful eyes of hundreds of thousands of people, he dropped the axe.
The respected lord of Tree Snake City, the titular king of Tlaxcala, pressed himself on the sacrifice stone.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "O God of Hunting! Please let me...go..."
Okote moaned feebly, exposing his fragile neck, just like a cloud snake exposing seven inches.
"The Lord God bless you! Kill the evil cloud snake!"
Avitt roared sharply. Then, he suddenly raised the copper ax and aimed it at Yun She's seven inches, and brought the ax down.
"Wow!"
The bright red color of the big tent splashed all over the king's head and face. Avitt stretched out his left arm and wiped his blood-red eyes with his gorgeous battle clothes. Then he threw away the copper ax and raised his right hand high, holding the axe.
Kurt's head opened his eyes, looking at the hundreds of thousands of people in the capital, and roared boldly!
"Roar! The Lord God protects me and kills the evil in all directions!... From today on, I am you, the new immortal sun!"
Seeing the king's blood-stained announcement and looking at this shocking scene, everyone under the Great Temple lost their voice for an instant. A moment later, hysterical cheers came from the mouths of hundreds of thousands of people, without any need.
Any guidance!
"God King! God King! The Lord God protects the Mexica people and rises the immortal sun! ... Immortal God King!
"
"Hahaha!"
Avit looked up at the sun in the sky, laughing loudly, not caring about any eyes. The twelve priests and elders looked at each other, their expressions changed, and they lowered their heads one after another. The nobles and warriors roared excitedly, and all the blood-blooded people
Zhang. At this moment, they all saw a new sun rising from the top of the great temple.
"Haha! So happy!"
Avitt was extremely happy. He laughed wildly for a while, then looked at the prostrate crowd, and casually threw Okot's bloody head down the Great Temple. Then, with a stern expression, he looked at Twelve
The priests and elders, like gods from above, gave orders directly.
"Ugel, the great sacrifice is not over yet! Continue to sacrifice the descendants of the gods to please the gods and all people!"
"Obey you...Immortal God-King."
"Very good! Someone, go and call the Mixtec envoy over to me!"
At this point, Avitt turned around with blood covered in blood. He just put on heavy armor, carried a large shield and a bronze ax, and sat back on the throne. There was no concealed murderous intention in his words.
