Chapter 1538 Blood Sacrifices to the Main God, and the Ceremony of Bronze!

July, Central America, 17 degrees north latitude. Mistrec Plateau, ancient city ruins. "The Black City and the Temple of Heaven", Tilantongo.

"Nu Nu, Huaxi, Andehui"! "The Claws of the Eight Deer" came from the God Realm, unified the Misterk tribes, and stepped on the five-color rainbow to return to the Holy Black City of the God Realm , the Heavenly Temple that worships the 'Nine Wind God' and the 'Rain God'! …”

The priest of the main god Misterk, Yuntian Andivi, was wearing the black sacrificial garment of the main god, with a solemn expression. He held the golden emblem of the hummingbird's main god in both hands, and opened the way for the prophet priest elder Shuloth, who was located in the forefront of the high priests and behind. Step by step, with an extremely complex mood, he stepped into the center of the entire Tilantongo Black City, a 10,000 square meters square square, and then climbed to the 26-meter high with a base of more than 50 meters, located in more than 2,000 meters. On the hills of the plateau, there is a very majestic and heavy "Temple of Heaven".

"The Lord God's Witness! The Pyramid of the Temple of Heaven is the most magnificent and sacred ancient temple of Misterk! It has a base of eighteen people tall and thirty-six people long and wide, and is built with meticulously carved stones. The exterior wall is covered with colorful stucco murals, depicting the heroic deeds of gods, ancestors and warriors... The patterns carved like waves are the wind patterns of the ancient god "Nine Wind Gods" and the old god "Rain Gods" Cloud patterns…”

"One, two, three...thirteen! ...The stone steps lead directly to the altar at the top from the base, and there are 13 steps in total, symbolizing the 13 levels of heaven in the ancient myth of the Misterks! At the top of the heaven, it is the sacred offering. The place of sacrifice is where communication with the divine realm. The connection here has been from the second era thousands of years ago to today... And today, it is the powerful main god who entered the ancient temple of heaven and shining The divine moment that shrouds the entire clouds!”

Yuntian Andivi sang loudly, in the oldest Misterk Highland language, informing the ancestors in the clouds of the pyramid temple of the epoch of "the new gods entered the master" and "the fusion of the clouds". This is also his greatest role. As the representative of the Misterke priest, he performed the "ritual of alternating divine nature in the clouds" to completely break the people's faith in the Misterke tribes.

And when he heard his all his might resound throughout the pyramid, pronounced in Misterk's language... Mister, who was forced to watch the ceremony, was thousands of under the pyramids, brought from the entire cloud by Alliance Warriors. Chief Ke, the head man, the bonfire narrator and the surrendered warrior all showed heartfelt grief. The faith in the clouds in their hearts is being defeated by the sacrifices, conversions, and the "sacred rituals" of the Mexicans!

"Woooo... the ancestors in the clouds!... The God of Rain and the God of Wind... will completely leave us..."

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Yuntian Andivi looked down at the pyramid of the Temple of Heaven, and thousands of Mistrec tribes knelt down and looked up. The atmosphere of despair enveloped the hearts of Mistrec people.

On the far side, the entire two legions, 16,000 elite Mexican warriors, including 4,000 jaguars and eagle warriors, and 4,000 banished guards, were all arranged in the Black City. The top of the pyramid where the upcoming high ceremony was held. Fanaticism and desire are all over the faces of the warriors. The 800 Misterk gods and noble sacrifices that were to be sacrificed were also surrounded by the alliance warriors, waiting for the moment they were sent to the altar on the top of the pyramid!

"Eight Hundred Gods... Alas! This southern expedition of the alliance almost captured all the Misterk Gods, nobles and priests in one go! This is indeed a god battle inherited by the destruction Gods!..."

"Master God! The only thing that is to be thankful is that I surrendered early, and when the Alliance marched into the Tlascala people in the east, I surrendered to the Kingdom of Lake. Later, I served for the 'His Highness of the God-enlightened Prophet', with Misterk The inheritor is the identity of the inheritor, and he participated in the compilation of the Jiaoman epics of the origin of various ministries... If I waited until this southern expedition, I would be captured again, I would be afraid that the sacrifice would be necessary! …”

Yuntian Andivi looked at the blue queue of eight hundred sacrifices, which contained too many "God nobles" and "priest elders" that he was familiar with. Ten years ago, everyone was generally high and above. As the "coco tree" on the cloud that has been passed down from generation to generation, it ruled tens of thousands of "ant people" under the cloud. Until the incident seven years ago, he was captured by the Black Wolf General who raided south for the first time in the Temple of Yunzhong. He knelt down to His Highness Shenqi and became the first "elder of the Priest in Yunzhong" to surrender...

Now, seven years have passed! The Mexican Alliance shook south and completely conquered the clouds! All the "coco trees" that once sat high on the clouds were cut down by the Mexican bronze axes! Only he not only saved himself, but also became the fourth-level general priest of the main god. He was personally appointed by His Highness Shenqi to participate in this high ceremony that declared the demise of the Misterk Alliance!

"You will see the flowers, you will hear the songs, but they are all short-lived reality after all, fleeting!"

“Ca tiquittaz in xochitl, ca tiquittaz in cuicatl, zan oc ye nelli, zan oc ye nelli!”

Thinking of the impermanence of fate, Yuntian Andivi sighed secretly and silently recited a meaningful Nava proverb, with deep emotion.

A person’s fate is always so unpredictable! You say, he is an old man in his forties, who was originally in his forties and stayed well in the Yunzhong Temple... As a result, a sneak attack by the Mexicans, and he had no time to flash off, so he became a prisoner in the Kingdom of Lake and became the first. The captured priest elder in the cloud was ridiculed by all the priests in the cloud!

Then what? He comforted the conquered Misterk tribes for the Mexicans, carried out the theoretical construction of "cultural assimilation and integration of the gums", transformed himself into a high-level priest of the Mexicans. However, after just a few years, all of the "old friends" who mocked him was packed up and became sacrifices to the Lord God in the ritual he participated in...

You said, can this unpredictable life really rely on the self-struggle of growing grass? I think it's probably all up to the process of history! This choice is far greater than hard work. Only by following the right person is the most important thing~~

"What is life? It's just dust, it's just gold, it's just broken stones, it's just torn wings."

“Tlein zan tlechtli, zan teocuitlatl, zan oc tezoatl, zan oc atlapalli.”

Yuntian Andivi shook his head and recited two Nava poems on the spot. This is the Mexican complaint about fate, "Life is like gold and stones. There are not many times when it is bright and beautiful, and there are more when it is broken into pieces." And now, what is going to be really broken into pieces is waiting below! He has to open the festival quickly and let the festival begin...

"Praise you! Dear God King! At the top of the highest temple of the sky, please hold up the golden emblem of the main god, engraved it on the stone tablet of the ancient god, and declare the death of the God of Rain!"

When the Lord Gods and Priests slowly climbed to the top of the pyramid in ritual steps. An ancient stone tablet appeared in front of everyone. This stone tablet, erected four hundred years ago, is about 2.5 meters high and weighs more than a tons. It stands at the highest point of the altar of the Temple of Heaven.

It is said that this is the most sacred symbol left by the "Eight Deer Claws" after unifying the Mistrec tribes! The stone tablet is engraved with the scene of the blessing of the Rain God Dzahui, which is also the most prosperous memory of the Misterk era. At this moment, the god king Avit looked up at the highest point of the stone tablet with his hands on his back, and the patterns were engraved with "Mistek graphic texts" or "the immortal divine patterns inherited from the inheritance"!

"The Lord God blesses! The Lord God's emblem will be held high by the selected great god king and carved on the stone tablet... From then on, the Lord God Vizilo Pozitli is the only supreme god in the cloud! The tribes in the cloud integrate into the alliance and become alliances The people. They will return to their ancient origins and form a unified rubber man! …”

This is the most divine and serious ritual step. Shurot took a step forward, replaced Yuntian Andivi, chanting the "Political Manifesto of Unification of the Gum Man" loudly in the ancient Totonak Nava language! Then, the eleven Mexican priests repeated in Nava in unison, and then repeated by hundreds of main gods, and finally repeated in Misterk until the entire Black City resounded!

"Blessed by the ancestors! The Lord God is watching us! At this moment, the land in the clouds becomes the Lord God's leader! And the rain god Zavi of the Misterks will be swallowed by Him!..."

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of warriors and prisoners, the god king Avit took over the golden emblem offered and raised it high. The shining golden light was deeply imprinted in people's eyes at the top of the pyramid of the Temple of Heaven, and was connected to the divine realm in people's hearts. Then, the God King Avit pressed hard and pressed the golden hummingbird emblem in the center of the stone tablet! Pressed on the head of the rain god Zawei, the face that had already been empty and turned into a hummingbird-shaped face!

"The Lord God blesses! He devours the rain god Zavi! The Misterk alliance will perish at this moment!"

"Come on, nail it to the divine nail!..."

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!..."

The four war priests held up the bronze hammer and tried hard to nail the bronze spikes into the golden hummingbird's emblem, and then deeply nailed into the sacred stone tablets of inheritance. Until the twelve bronze spikes completely integrated the golden emblem with the sacred stone tablet, the rain god Zavi on the divine tablet disappeared and became the main god of hummingbird!

"Woo! Woo! Ancestor! Rain God... Rain God is dead!..."

"Ah... the Lord God devours the God of Rain!..."

At this moment, the Misterk tribe who looked up at him could no longer bear the despair and pain in their hearts, and crawled into tears. Some people even stabbed their nails into their eyes and cheeks, allowing blood to remain. Under the impact of defeating the spiritual belief, the previous fake conversion can no longer be maintained!

The gods of ancient heritage were originally invisible and only existed in the human heart. But if a grand ceremony is held and killed in the hearts of people in the way people believe... the faith that the gods will disappear with the hearts of people will truly perish!

"Ancestors! The Mexicans' high ceremony is about to begin..."

"Sacrifice...death...ah! The Kingdom of God that the soul goes to..."

At this moment, the Misterk descendants who were about to be sacrificed were even pale and limp. Because, from this moment on, their lives have officially entered the countdown on the platform in the most sacred place in the clouds. If the Rain God really dies, then the souls in their hearts will not be known where they will be? Are you going to fall into the abyss of endless suffering? The belonging of this soul involves the endless future after death, which is more important than the death of life! …

At the Temple of Heaven, Shuloth was wearing a heavy obsidian divine outfit and slowly brought a turquoise divine mask. And when the mask covered his solemn face, his voice became ethereal, as if it was floating down from the clouds.

"Praise the Lord God! Eighteen bronze braziers all ignite the blazing holy fire!"

"Please carry the bronze tripod up! Collect the hard work of sacrifice..."

"The Lord God is coming! The holy great sacrifice of victory begins here!"