Tesozomoc gathered the scattered Aztlan warriors together and sat in an open space to rest. He carefully arranged the position of each warrior. Once the situation changed, these Aztlan warriors all
When you stand up, you will immediately be in a decent formation.
During this period, Izkoyatl used two wooden boards to clamp Tesosomok's injured foot, while Chimalpopoka helped him find a crutch of suitable length. In this way, although movement was still inconvenient
, but Tesosomok was able to stand up and fight with his remaining hand.
While the Aztlan people were resting, Dast directed the pirates to bring out a large iron basin, poured a bag of powder into it, and then lit a fire. Smoke billowed out for a while.
Dast found a large fan that was half a man's height from somewhere. He swung it vigorously with both hands and blew the smoke in the direction of the Aztlan people.
The Aztlan people were surrounded by the smoke from the incense.
"Izcoatl, Chimalpopoka, what do you think?" Tesosomok asked, "He just said that he would invite Quetzalcoatl to eliminate our magic."
"I don't know anything else, but my magic is not affected now." Chimalpopoka replied, "What about you?"
Tesosomok and Izkoatl shook their heads together.
"It's just pretending again, let them do their work." Izcoatl said, "Anyway, the more rest time we have, the better."
Tesosomok nodded. Just to be on the safe side, he took a deep breath of smoke and tested the magic power in his body again. Sure enough, the magic power was still the same as before, without any abnormalities.
The Aztlan people sat on the ground and rested peacefully, but Alfred and others could not sit still. Amy pulled Ella aside worriedly and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the 30th grader of the 100 styles of swordsmanship.
Second type, what exactly is it?”
"It's a very powerful trick! Do you want to learn it? You must first become a disciple of the Mistertin clan..."
"What on earth is it?"
"I've already said it's a trick, but you know you shouldn't just say it! It won't work if there are too many people who know it..."
"King of Sweden!" Alfred looked at Ella seriously, "On the battlefield, every minute will affect the victory or defeat. You finally exhausted the enemy's physical strength, but now they are resting there! What the hell are you doing?
What do you want?"
"Don't worry! When my master takes action, he will easily take down the three people on the other side!"
Ella's confident answer calmed Alfred. He knew that although this girl's ideas were bizarre, they often had unexpected results - was that Dast really a master?
"King of Sweden, I, I can't fan anymore!"
Dast's voice broke Alfred's fantasy. He sat on a stone with his head bowed, panting while talking. It was obvious that he had consumed a lot of energy by waving the huge fan:
"Quickly find some powerful people to help me slap you! And you, it's time for you to perform the ritual!"
"Ritual?" Ella was stunned for only a moment before she understood Dust's intention. She took Amy's hand, and then held Alfred's hand, "Let's go!"
"Your Majesty?" Amy looked confused, "What are we going to do?"
"Let your hair down! Raise your hands high! We are going to do a ritual dance!"
Alfred and Amy both lost their voices: "Sacrificial dance?"
"No? It's okay, just follow me!" Ella rushed to the brazier first, "Anyway, I'm just walking around the brazier, jumping however you feel comfortable! Hey, don't stand there stupidly, come here!"
The Aztlan people watched stupidly as Ella and the others danced around the brazier.
"Why do you feel that the other person is so serious?" Tesosomok frowned, "How do you feel now?"
An Aztlan warrior disappeared and said: "I feel tired again."
"Tired?" Tesosomok was shocked, "Is this incense really effective?"
"No...it's just that seeing this dance move makes me feel...tired for no reason."
"I mean magic!" Tesosomok roared. "What happened to the magic? It disappeared? It weakened?"
"That's not the case." The Aztlan warrior replied, "And I think it doesn't matter even without magic, right? Tratoani, you three versus one, you can win even in hand-to-hand combat!"
"Yes." Tesosomok fell into deep thought, "But why is the opponent so confident? Could it be that that person is really a very strong swordsman?"
The smoke in the basin became thicker and thicker.
"Okay, you guys have had enough rest!" Dast slapped his thigh and stood up, "Let's duel! I've given you enough time, but don't say you don't dare to come now!"
"Chimalpopoka, you can go to the front to test in a moment. If the opponent is a master, we will deal with it seriously. If it is easy to deal with, then we should save some strength first." Tesosomok in Chimalpopoka
Whispered in the ear, "If we win this duel, the opponent may not let us go. The most important thing is to find opportunities to capture the two kings on the opponent's side. Do you understand?"
Chimalpopoka and Izkoatl nodded together. Then Tesosomok stood up with crutches. At that moment, he suddenly felt a little dizzy.
"...Have you been sitting for too long?"
He shook his head and leaned on his crutches to continue walking forward. But his head became increasingly dizzy. After a few steps, he suddenly fell to the ground.
"Tratoani?"
Izkoatl and Chimalpopoka rushed forward in a hurry. But before they could reach Tesosomok's side, Izkoatl's body suddenly softened and he fell to the ground.
When Chimalpopoka checked on the two of them, he found that they had fainted and could not wake up no matter how hard he photographed them.
Smoke rose continuously from the brazier and rolled towards the direction where the Aztlan people gathered under the fan. Chimalpopoca soon felt dizzy. He bit his tongue hard and spoke with
The pain kept his brain awake for the last time, and then he glared at Dust with red eyes.
"Ah, did you just discover it now? So, preconceived ideas are really scary."
Dast's figure slowly split into two in Chimalpopoka's eyes.
"Incense, incense, why do you always think in the direction of incense? Because I said so? Because I induced you to use incense before? Or is it because we just danced a sacrificial dance in front of you? You
Why don't you think about it, since I can use the smell of incense to eliminate your magic, then why can't I use something more suitable besides incense?"
"You bastard!"
Chimalpopoka roared and rushed towards Dast. But Dast only swiped with his foot and fell to the ground.
"Style 32 of the 100 Sword Skills - Use Enchantment. Originally, this trick is difficult to work outdoors." Dast said with a smile, "Thank you for gathering obediently and sitting there waiting.
