They dragged Ella all the way to Alfred's castle. The solid stone wall was originally the last line of defense used to hold on after the outer city wall fell and the street battle failed, but now it has been converted into an altar. One of them
Four torches were erected on the top of the arrow tower. When Ella passed under the city wall, she happened to see a prisoner of war being pushed up there.
"You are really lucky." Tesosomok said to Ella with a smile, "As a cultural exchange, please visit our sacrificial ceremony."
The prisoner of war was followed by five priests. As soon as he stepped onto the altar, four priests immediately rushed up and twisted his left hand, right hand, left leg and right leg respectively. During the fierce struggle of the prisoner of war, the remaining
The priest came to his side with a dagger. That scene reminded Ella of the live fish being pressed on the chopping board.
"Don't...don't...!"
The prisoner of war begged miserably, but was unable to arouse anyone's sympathy. The priest showed no expression on his face and quickly inserted the obsidian dagger towards the side of his heart.
The prisoner of war let out a blood-curdling scream, but because his heart was not stabbed directly, he could not die for the moment. His struggle became more and more intense, and his screams became more and more screamed, but it was of no avail. At the end of his life,
During the last period of time, he watched in despair as the obsidian dagger circled around his heart until it cut the artery connecting it.
Finally, his body softened, and the priest skillfully dug out a whole bloody heart from his chest, lifted it high, and placed it on the altar. And his body was lifted up and dropped from the arrow tower like garbage.
The top was thrown down.
Blood stained the city wall.
Tesosomok looked at Ella with a half-smile.
Some things cannot be endured if you want to. Although Ella still tried hard to restrain herself, this inhumane scene made her teeth, shoulders, and even legs tremble slightly, and her cheeks and lips became unprecedented.
She was pale. This allowed Tesosomok to see through the fear deep in her heart at a glance.
"The ceremony is over, it's time to leave." Tesosomok deliberately urged Ella, "There is no need to linger here, you will be pushed there soon."
——You have to find a way to escape.
It's impossible if you don't run away. If you don't run away, you will die. You must find a way to escape from here. If you want to escape, you must escape...
Ella only had this idea left in her mind. But as for how to escape, her mind was completely blank.
At this most critical moment, her brain failed.
"Didn't you hear me? Let you go!"
Chimalpopoka roughly dragged her forward. Ella was completely unable to delay even a little bit of time, and she didn't even have the strength to resist. Once her pace slowed down for a moment, her whole body would feel like a sandbag.
Being dragged on the ground by Chimalpopo.
The castle door opened in front of her. The castle door closed behind her.
Knowing that she could no longer escape, Ella had no choice but to pin her last hope on that duel. She tried her best to puff up her chest. Although the chance was slim, if she could win in the duel...
Of course, this little thought cannot escape the eyes of Tesosomok and others.
"Don't be afraid." Izcoatl comforted Ella softly in her ear, "On the duel field, our warriors cannot use magic."
Seeing a glimmer of hope in Ella's eyes, Izcoatl enthusiastically introduced her opponent who was about to duel with her. No matter how he looked, he was just an ordinary Aztlan soldier, wearing cotton armor and a helmet.
, holding a short spear in his hand.
"Do I have to wear armor?" Ella flinched a little. She was not sure whether she could bear the weight of the armor.
"You can wear any equipment - as long as you have it."
Looking at Ella's confused eyes, Iscoatl added with a smile:
"However, we will still provide basic weapons."
A soldier walked up and handed a small wooden stick decorated with feathers into Ella's hand. Ella checked it left and right suspiciously. After understanding that this was her weapon, her eyes instantly lost all look.
.
Looking at the almost desperate eyes, Izkoatl couldn't help but giggle. He liked to see other people's despair the most, especially after giving them a little hope.
"Don't worry, there's a duel going on, and you still have time to prepare." He continued to "comfort" Ella, "As long as you work hard, you can always win. It all depends on human effort, right?"
Everything depends on man-made...?
Ella held up the small wooden stick in front of her eyes with trembling hands. Apart from being decorated with feathers, it looked like a broken tree branch picked up casually from the ground.
Tesosomok and the others laughed wildly.
At this moment, a burst of Aztlan people's noises and curses suddenly came from the duel venue, causing Tesosomoc's smile to stop.
Because there was a door across the way, Ella didn't know what was going on there. But the Aztlan people around her seemed to understand. Tesosomoc frowned and asked the soldiers at the door: "Who is dueling inside now?"
?Is it the captured warriors, or the king of Britain?"
The soldier who was questioned replied tremblingly: "Yes... that's the Alfred."
"How many days is this?" Tesosomok scolded, "Obviously he is a sacrifice, but he wins every day! Chimalpopoka, you will do it yourself tomorrow!"
"Me?" Chimalpopoka flinched, "Tratoani, we can't use magic in the duel. If you allow me not to light incense..."
"If you use magic, what's the point of the duel process? Can't you just cut it off? But will the God of War accept such a sacrifice?" Tesosomok roared, "If you can't win tomorrow, then press
Formal procedure, treat you as a sacrifice to the Sun God of War!"
"Tratoani, this is inappropriate!" Izcoatl hurriedly advised, "We are currently short of manpower and cannot lose Chimalpopoka because of this kind of thing..."
"You think Chimalpopoka will lose now?" Tesosomok shouted even louder, "Then why should we fight? How about just letting him go?"
The three masters and servants, who had been so proud in front of Ella just now, had a quarrel at the door.
While talking, the door opened. Alfred walked out under the escort of several Aztlan soldiers. Ella raised her head and her eyes met his. At that moment, Ella trembled all over——
There was no trace of frustration at all on Alfred's body. His eyes were more like a lion out of the cage than a prisoner of war. The strong will contained in it was like a ray of sunshine penetrating into the abyss of Ella's heart.
All the dark fear inside was dispelled.
Due to the pushing and shoving of the soldiers, Alfred was unable to say a word to Ella. But Ella could not help but squeeze the branch in her hand.
"It's my turn... right?"
——Relax, Ella.
She said this to herself in her heart.
She has already learned swordsmanship. People have to make progress. Although she is still unable to fight against magic, she must win in situations where magic cannot be used!
