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Chapter 12 Feathered Serpent (9)

Izcoatl looked at the blood-stained altar in front of him with fear. He knew that Ella was looking at her on the altar, but no matter how he yelled or cursed, Ella did not react at all. Surrounded by smoke,

The altar seemed to be at the interface between heaven and man.

He is a smart man. By now, he has understood that he has bitten Ella's hook - the army sent out to protect the villagers was just a bait. Ella set up this altar in the city, clearly waiting for his arrival.

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——In other words, this woman has the confidence to subdue him without relying on the army.

He is relatively clear about Ella's combat capabilities: she has superhuman physical strength and recovery capabilities that humans cannot have, but she does not have any magic that can be used in combat. Both Chimalpopoka and he have

Ella had subdued him. This was the main reason why he didn't believe that Ella was the messenger of Quetzalcoatl.

But what happened to those snakes just now? Are those venomous snakes with cockscombs really a species that should exist in the mortal world? Or is this a punishment from Quetzalcoatl?

When he thought of those thousands of venomous snakes, he got goosebumps all over his body.

It was not that he had never doubted the relationship between Ella and Quetzalcoatl. When he discovered that Bjorn did not know about the Black Death, and when he discovered that Amy was a magician from the First Era, he once had doubts about Ella's identity.

Fear. And this time the snake made the fear in his heart even more intense.

But this was not enough to make him give in. He thought of the war horse with a human body - the monster that he and Chimalpopoka feared was actually just a very common species in this new world. Maybe these snakes were just local snakes.

Just a common species.

He remembered again: Be it Bjorn or Daxter, people in this new continent will always use various conspiracies and tricks, especially the woman in front of him, who must be pretending to be a ghost again!

Thinking of this, a surge of anger suddenly rose up. He raised his body, opened his mouth wide, and roared to vent the pain and anger of losing an arm!

"Why do I feel like he doesn't look scared at all?" Dan shouted, "Listen, he's yelling louder and louder! It's obvious he's angry!"

"Then why didn't he rush over right away? Didn't I stand in front of him the whole time?"

Ella pulled up a flag from the altar and threw it downwards. When Dast saw the flag falling from above, he immediately shouted to the soldiers under the altar: "Now, sing! Dance!"

The soldiers under the altar stretched out their hands to grab the shoulders of their companions on both sides, and circled the altar three times. Then, as if they did not dare to look directly at the light on the altar, they all lowered their heads to their chests.

In this posture, sacrificial songs sounded from their mouths, and they danced sacrificial dances around the altar.

Unlike Ella's random dance that relied on vague memories and imagination, before Ella expelled the priests, the soldiers of the Pirate Kingdom who believed in the Asa clan had participated in countless blood sacrifices, and their singing and dancing had become extremely skilled as a result.

Looking down from the altar, the dancing soldiers looked like three layers of surging waves.

Izcoatl's roar stopped abruptly. He looked at the soldiers' dance in horror. Although it was completely different from their Aztlan dance, the primitive body movements conveyed some common messages. He understood this

It is a sacrifice - a sacrifice to an extraordinary thing located above, which is extremely noble and cannot be looked directly at!

Doubtful - Although he used various reasons to convince himself, deep down in Izcoatl's heart, he was still afraid of whether Ella was really the messenger of Quetzalcoatl.

Ella knew that she didn't need to say anything. This was a psychological game, and the only one who could convince Izkoatel was Izkoatel himself. And all she could do was to stay in Izkoa

Before Turl makes a judgment, he keeps adding things like hints.

Izcoatl suddenly laughed wildly!

"What am I afraid of? So what if it's Quetzalcoatl? So what if it's not Quetzalcoatl? I've taken so many hearts that I shouldn't have, how can I still pray for Quetzalcoatl's mercy?"

——That's right, there was no way out from the beginning. Now, even if he breaks through the south wall, he can't look back!

He gritted his teeth, kicked off his feet, ran for a short distance in the direction of the altar, and then dived into the ground!

Dan shouted in panic: "He wasn't frightened! He's coming and rushing towards us!"

"Very good, now the winning rate is 90%."

"Ninety percent? Are you kidding me? It's impossible for the soldiers below to stop an elf!" Dan stamped his feet anxiously on the spot, "With such a high altar, he doesn't have to attack directly, he only needs to hollow out the foundation.

Even if you fall, we will be killed!"

"Yes, for such a high altar, except for the upper part supported by wood, the lower part is made of soil." Ella turned her face and looked at Dan, "Then have you ever thought about why I want to

The altar is so high, where did the soil come from?"

Dan was stunned: "Where did you get it from? What do you mean?"

"When Izcoatl came to Winchester, the first thing he attacked would be the dungeon where Tesosomoc was kept. And after escaping from the trap, no matter where he was, he could see this house that was higher than all the other houses.

The altar. Of course, this is the second place that Izcoatl will definitely attack."

Ella pointed downwards with her fingertips: "I hollowed out part of the soil near here, covered it with stone slabs, and filled it back with soil. You can walk normally on the ground. But if you dig a hole from below -

—There are thousands more basliks waiting for him."

Before he finished speaking, the ground shook violently. The ground not far away suddenly exploded, and hundreds of basilicas mixed with soil and bricks flew everywhere. Izcoatl was panting.

The ground appeared on the ground, his face turned pale with fear - as soon as he dug the hole here, these Baslik suddenly poured down on him from the top of his head, and his hair and face even touched Baslik.

Rick's scales. If he hadn't released his magic power in time to lift the surroundings, he would have died on the spot.

He looked up at Ella, who also stared at him from above. Ella saw that Izcoatl's body was shaking, but she quickly gritted her teeth and rushed towards the altar from the ground.

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"He's here again, and it seems he still has some energy left!" Dan shouted anxiously, King of Sweden, do you have any other traps?"

Ella took a long breath: "The area around the altar is gone. Dan, quickly release the Basiliq from the crowbar!"

"That's useless!" Dan said with a sad face, "King of Sweden, have you forgotten? Our Basilik's body is now golden! It's completely different from that Quetzalcoatl!"

"No - if my assumption is correct, the winning rate has now reached 100%."


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