Aztec Eternals - Chapter 570

The wind was blowing, and the rain was pattering. Blood splattered in the sacred valley, and the bodies of the Mistecs lay down. The flame of the temple burns faintly, and then goes out in the wind and rain, like the blessing of the rain god, and like the tears of the gods, witnessing the fire of war and conquest.

The black wolf walked through the blood-colored valley, across the green farmland, through the charred village, and on the gray-brown hillside. Finally, the ancient pyramid of Tewakan appeared clearly in front of his eyes.

The Temple of the Clouds, the Tewakan Pyramid, or the Pyramid Complex, is a sacred mountain sanctuary. It is located high in the north of the Tehuacan Valley, and its scale is actually much smaller than the alliance holy city Teotihuacan, or the Nahua holy city of Cholula. Among the pyramids in front of you, the most important Rain Temple is only 30 meters high, and the temples of the surrounding gods are even smaller.

The establishment of these pyramids may be older than the time of Otihuacan. The dark blue stone bricks have survived two thousand years of wind and rain. The ancient temples were mottled and outdated in the wind and rain.

And now, they are reverently enshrined by the resurgent Mistec ministries. The walls of the temple are covered with serpentine patterns and sculptures of jaguars and skulls. The ancient feathered serpent, the jaguar of the rain god, and the undead for two thousand years watched silently together, the Legion that the Mexicans conquered again.

The black wolf walked steadily, stepped over the corpse of the temple warrior, and entered the hall decorated with gold and silver. Immediately, a lifelike golden statue came into his eyes, two meters high!

Zavi, the rain god, wore a wide open hat and sat on a high pedestal. He has eyes that take up half of his face, a flat nose, and wide, pursed lips. If you look at it with the eyes of later generations, He looks like an old scholar wearing a pair of deep-rimmed glasses. At this moment, the ancient deity looked solemn and motionless, looking down at the insignificant visitor, as if he was contemplating.

“This is the rain **** of the Mistec people?”

The black wolf narrowed his eyes, raised his head slightly, and looked directly at the god. Mistec craftsmen did not know how much effort was spent to carve such a realistic statue on the soft gold. Their metal skills are indeed the best in the world.

Facing the inquiry of the commander of Mexica, the hall of the temple was dead silent. On the surrounding walls, fresh bloodstains have not yet solidified, and there are red palm prints. The recalcitrant temple guards and priests have just been cleaned up. In the vast temple, there were only dozens of Mexica warriors in armor and soldiers, and a dozen or so captured Mistec priests.

“Um!”

After a while, no one responded. The black wolf frowned and looked at the captured temple priest, killing intent in his heart.

“Bring them here!”

Red Frog Coca nodded. He grinned and held out his large rough hands, like a mountain leopard catching a bird, and fetching an old priest with feathers on his head and the most gorgeous clothes. Looking at the pale old priest of Mistec, the former chief of the wasteland was disgusted.

These southern priests are so weak! The arms are slender, the limbs are slender, and there is no decent muscle in the whole body. If you don’t say any spells, I’m afraid you can’t even wield weapons. One wasteland priest can beat ten of them!

“Your rain god, but the great rain **** of the alliance, the incarnation of Tlaloc?”

The black wolf looked at the old priest and asked the first question seriously. In the traditional beliefs of the Union, the status of the rain **** Terraloc is second only to the supreme main god, and has always been revered by the Mexicas. If the Mistec rain **** is related to Tlaloc, he should pay some respect.

“What? Zavi, the supreme rain god, how can he be the incarnation of the northern rain god!”

Hearing the words of the Mexica warrior, the old priest suddenly changed color. Although he was trembling all over, he still couldn’t hide his anger and refuted angrily.

“The Lord God, Zavi, has guarded the Mistec people for thousands of years! The land under our feet is the sacred land of Zavi, Newzahui (??uuDzahui)!… The supreme rain **** rules wind, rain, drought, and disease. And the harvest is one of the oldest gods in the world. He shines in the valleys, in the jungles, eastwards to the land of the Maya, to the great lake of waves. And when he blessed the world, your Aztec ancestors also Eating sand in a remote wasteland!”

“O ignorant Mexicas, the Tlaloc you worship is the incarnation that appeared in the northern tribes hundreds of years ago after being inspired by the Rain God!”

“is that so?”

Listening to the old priest’s narration, the black wolf opened his eyes and showed a little confusion on his face. He has not accepted the inheritance of priests, and does not know much about the origin of the gods. However, when he looked around, Mistec’s captives all had expressions of course.

Seeing this, the black wolf nodded slightly. He looked at the old priest with a straight neck, grinned, and made a judgment.

“Well, you shouldn’t lie.”

“The Supreme Rain God bears witness to everything! This is the Temple of the Rain God, which cannot be desecrated… uh! Ho ho…”

The old priest’s face suddenly showed extreme pain. He was shaking violently, but he couldn’t utter a complete sentence. Blood oozes from the corners of his mouth, his pupils dilated quickly, and then his body tilted, his chest turned up, and he fell to the ground. A large swath of bright red spread immediately, soaking the ancient stone bricks, infiltrating the cracks of the wind, and integrating with the ancient temple.

“what!”

The captive Mistec priests howled in horror. A sacrificial obsidian dagger was deeply inserted into the heart of the old priest, until it fell into the handle!

“Disrespecting the supreme god, UU reading www.uukanshu.com insulting the rain **** of the alliance is the end of sacrifice!”

The black wolf looked grim and pronounced the sentence sharply. Then, he beckoned and looked at Red Frog Keka.

“Next!”

Soon, a young priest was brought over. He has a handsome face, and also wears a gorgeous feather crown, showing a respected identity. However, at this moment, he was trembling and his legs were weak. He glanced at the corpse of the elder on the ground, and then at the commander-in-chief of Mexica, whose battle clothes were stained with blood. He was almost speechless in fear.

“How much do you know about the intelligence in Shenshi City?”

“God… God Stone City? It… It is the largest city-state in the valley, with a population of 20,000 or 30,000. The city… The city wall is six or seven meters high, and the inner and outer cities are divided into two cities. The inner city may have been built by the ancestors of the highlands. , is a relic in the cloud two thousand years ago, which has experienced several rounds of doomsday. And the outer city is the immortal unifier, the ancestor of the deer eight-day tiger claw king, built four hundred years ago…”

“Huh? Highland ancestors? Ruins in the clouds? Doomsday? What else is the Tiger Claw King?”

Hearing these incomprehensible words, the black wolf widened his eyes and looked confused again. The young priest trembled in his heart, his whole body shivered, and he fell to his knees with a “poof”.

“Ah! The great general of Mexica, please… Please don’t kill me! After I was a high crocodile priest, I flowed with the immortal blood of the Tiger Claw King and possessed the inheritance in the cloud…”

“Ha ha!”

Seeing this, the black wolf laughed out loud. Compared with the stubborn old priest, a young man with such a respected position has a much better breakthrough. He lowered his head and stared at the weeping young priest, grinning as “kindly” as possible.

“It looks like you know a lot! Come on, tell me the information about the Mistec Alliance in detail, and I’ll give you a chance to convert to the Supreme Lord God!”