Father Mavie

Chapter 842: Hunting, Myth (two in one, please subscribe!!!)

Everyone looked at the old woman as if she had seen a ghost, and even forgot about the parade.

"Hey, hey! Don't let go!"

I don't know who was the first to let go. The wooden pole that tied Yevgeny fell backwards and fell heavily to the ground. Yevgeny was hit so hard that stars appeared in his eyes and he almost fainted.

When Goncharov and others came forward to check on his condition, the residents rushed to the old woman's side and talked around her. Adan listened for a while and finally reacted.

"The old man has been ill for many years. The wizard in the city said that her soul has been noticed by the Lord God and will be taken away soon."

"Main god? Which main god? Anatole or Nereida?"

"It's Mictcasihuatl." Adan pointed to the tent in the distance that looked like a yurt, with torches burning around it. The Zytec Empire has a very high status, and people are more willing to seek help from wizards than doctors when they are sick, and that is where the wizards live, and the statue of Mictakasihuatl is enshrined."

Goncharov quickly asked: "So, in the Aztec Empire, the status of wizards is very high?"

"Very high. We believe that wizards are the medium through which God communicates with human believers. Wizards will convey God's will."

"etc."

Ulmit swallowed: "Is it a good thing or a bad thing if the soul is taken away by the Lord God?"

"It's an honor."

After pursing his lips, Adan continued: "It's the highest honor."

Everyone's expressions changed instantly. They thought that saving the old woman who was seriously ill in bed was a good thing and they could gain the favor of the residents, but the situation was completely opposite!

No one knows what Micott Kasihuatl is, and they have never heard of it, but it is foreseeable.

There was a stabbing pain in his back, and he slowly turned around. The looks from the surrounding residents were extremely unkind, and they shot towards him like needlepoints. If just now he just wanted to parade around to punish Yevgeny, now he had an attitude towards heretics.

Yevgeny was still dizzy, jumped three feet from the ground, and screamed: "Run!"

The first one to rush forward, Yevgeny was caught by Goncharov before he took two steps, and disappeared suddenly in the next second.

"They can't run far! We must catch those heretics!"

The residents picked up the guy and started searching angrily, and they guessed correctly. The teleportation distance of the Heart of the Jungle was only 3 kilometers. They soon discovered Goncharov and others at the car rental agency. After the traces were exposed, Goncharov The husband could only order Ulmit to pick up the luggage and start teleporting again. Because there was no anchor point left in advance, the teleportation location could not be fixed. No one knew where the teleportation would go except the general direction.

The angry residents did not give up, and more and more people joined the search team. Even late at night, there were still countless people looking around with torches. The search area was no longer limited to the city, but spread to the surrounding mountains.

"Mad! These people are catching up again!"

On the mountain at night, Ulmit, who had just rested for a while, saw the torches approaching at the bottom of the mountain and couldn't help but curse.

They had been running away for most of the day, covering dozens of kilometers, and their magic power was almost exhausted, but they still could not escape the pursuit of the residents.

The magic power of believers comes from the goddess. Due to individual differences and the degree of preference for the goddess, the amount of magic power is also different. The same thing is that to use light magic power, you need to ask the goddess, and the goddess will replenish the power remotely. The farther the distance, the slower the recovery speed of magic power. The slower.

Theoretically, believers who live in the same city as the goddess should have inexhaustible magic power, unless the goddess's magic power is used up.

Now Goncharov and others are thousands of miles away, half a world away from the goddess, and the magic power recovery speed is horribly slow, and it will take at least a day to fully recover.

There was no need to be so passive. Goncharov brought a dozen members of the Aurora Society with him on this trip. In terms of the total amount of magic power, it is enough to solve more than 90% of the troubles. If it encounters the remaining 10%, it is not Urmi. What special people can solve has nothing to do with the total amount of magic power, it is simply a matter of strength.

But this time, the magic power is really insufficient. The Heart of the Jungle consumes a lot of magic power, especially when multiple people are teleporting at the same time. For a goddess, the magic power consumed by teleportation is negligible, but for ordinary believers, the consumption is huge. It takes only a few times. Falling into the embarrassing situation of running out of magic power.

If you were in London, Mosk, and beside the goddess at this moment, of course you wouldn't have to worry about the lack of magic power, but they weren't here!

"Bishop, I still have some magic power, I can't waste it anymore! Let's do it!"

Looking at the torch that was getting closer, Ulmit shouted for help. He couldn't hold it anymore. Even though he could beat him, he tried to escape again and again. He was like a coward. Ever since he joined the Aurora Society, he had never suffered such a big blow. Wronged!

They couldn't run away. They were carrying luggage and were hungry. How could they compare with those at the foot of the mountain who had enough physical strength to climb the mountain all year round?

No matter the terrain or physical strength, they can't be compared!

"You can't do it! We are here to preach. Once we do it, wouldn't we be like the white people who set foot on this land two hundred years ago?"

Goncharov firmly disagreed with Ulmit's proposal: "Keep running! Sooner or later you will be able to run out!"

Yevgeny turned pale with fright and kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. If it weren't for me, I wouldn't have caused such a big trouble."

Surprisingly, no one blamed him. Ulmit even patted him on the shoulder and grinned: "No need to apologize. You can't be blamed for this. If you are, blame us for not trusting you."

Yevgeny showed a moved expression, but before he could speak, the trees behind him suddenly made a "clatter" sound. Ulmit's expression changed, and he quickly called for everyone to gather around, preparing to use magic to run away.

But the sound of voices coming from the bushes made Adan quickly shout: "Wait a minute!"

"what happened?"

Adan did not answer, but shouted to the bushes, and then, a figure walked out of the darkness and came under the moonlight.

Wearing straw sandals, long skirt, dark skin, and thick limbs, he was the middle-aged man who fell from the roof during the day. He had no weapons in his hands. He looked back and said something excitedly.

"what did he say?"

After listening to this, Adan translated and said: "I'm going to chase you soon. I know a road that leads to the sanctuary. It's safe there."

"Sanctuary?"

"It's where the wizard lives." Adan said: "The wizard is very sacred and cannot be disturbed easily. If you go there to hide, you may really be able to avoid being hunted." Urmit reminded: "Bishop, he and those We are all working together, will you deliberately lead us into a trap?”

Goncharov glanced at the man's muddy straw shoes, his panting chest that kept rising and falling, and his skin scratched by leaves, and said in a deep voice: "He ran here, faster than the pursuer, I believe him, Adan, tell him we will follow him."

"Yes!"

With a big deal at hand, Ulmit knew that someone had to make a decision, and the one who was qualified to make the decision was Goncharov. Once the plan was determined, it must be implemented.

If the decision is wrong, it is Goncharov's problem. If it is not implemented, it is Ulmit's problem.

Following the man, Goncharov and others circled in the bushes, climbed over the ridge, and circled back from the other side. Sure enough, they got rid of the pursuers and reached the cliff behind the sanctuary.

The tent enshrining the statue of the god and inhabiting the wizard is at the foot. Among the torches, someone is asking the wizard something. Except here, the pursuit team covers the entire mountain, and Goncharov and others are hiding in the search range. Right in the center.

"It's really safe here."

Goncharov breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on a stone, took out a piece of bread and bacon, cut it, and gave half to the man. While replenishing his strength, he asked: "Why do you want to help us?"

With Adan's translation, the man said: "You saved my mother, and I don't want her soul to be taken away by Miket Kasihuatl."

"Isn't this an honor for you?"

The man shook his head: "I won't be proud of the god who took away my mother's soul, but my wife is that kind of person. She has always disliked my mother and hopes that Miket Kasihuatl will take away her soul as soon as possible. She was the one who brought the wizard here when my mother fell ill."

Having said this, the man lowered his head with a somewhat painful expression and said to Goncharov: "I hope you can take my mother away and let her live in peace in her old age. As a price, I will give my wealth, blood and heart. "

When translating this passage, Adan knew that Goncharov did not understand the local customs, so he added his own explanation: "His mother's disease was not a disease in the eyes of others, but Mictakasihuatl's disease Favor, once healed, will be considered to have defiled the soul, attracted the disgust of Mictcasivatl, and will bring disaster. Although you healed her, her belly will be cut open and her heart will be dug out. Punish her as you would a heretic, and beg Mictcasihuatl’s forgiveness.”

Looking at the man kneeling in front of him with his head bowed, Goncharov sighed: "Raise your head, stand up, I don't want your wealth, let alone your blood and heart."

The man was a little anxious, thinking that the price was not enough, but Goncharov said: "The Church of Truth wants to build a church in the Aztec Empire and spread the truth. If you are willing, you can come with us."

Opening his mouth, the man murmured a question. Adan did not translate, but took the initiative to talk to him, speaking in a scolding tone. The man lowered his head and listened very seriously.

After Adan finished speaking, the man did not answer. Instead, he looked up at the moon, as if praying for an answer.

Major decisions take time. Goncharov did not rush to find the answer. After dinner, he asked Adan about Aztec mythology.

Before coming here, Goncharov also consulted many classics and learned many things, but the reality was far more complicated and weird than what was in the books.

Aztec mythology holds that the world was born out of nothingness and was created by a supreme god, Ometeotel.

Omet Otel, just like his name, is a duality god, representing heaven and earth, cold and heat, light and darkness, order and chaos. The male side is called Omet, and the female side is called Omet. Messi.

After Omet Otel created the world, the two consciousnesses diverge. Both wanted to build the world with their own will and did not want to be reunited, so they split into two.

Omet created humans in his own image. Unwilling to be outdone, Omet created the original sea monster Sipactli and ordered Sipactli to kill humans. In order to protect humans, Omet began to teach humans knowledge and Using one foot as bait, he lured Sipactli into swallowing it and successfully destroyed Sipactli.

But at this time, Omei had created more races. Omet, who had lost one foot, could not defeat Omei, so he turned into gods and fought with Omei with the help of human power.

After a bitter battle, the gods and humans defeated Omesi and sealed it, but the world without Omesi was no longer complete. For the sake of light, a god was needed to become the sun.

The first god to become the sun was the mist god named Tezcatlipoca. He was the incarnation of the leg that Omet lost. Because it was incomplete, he could only become half a sun. The method worked for a while.

The fact that Tezcatlipoca became the sun aroused the dissatisfaction of the god Quetzalcoatal transformed into another leg. Quetzalcotval launched a war to destroy Tezcatlipoca. Scatlipoca fell from the sky, ending the first solar era.

The Quetzalcoatl god Ketsar Kotwal became the new sun and opened the second solar era. However, as the years passed, people became more and more uncivilized, forgetting their respect for gods, and no longer respected the gods. Show due respect.

The gods thought it was Ketsar Kotwal's fault, so they elected Tlaloc, the rain god, to be the new sun, and the Third Solar Era began.

The rain god Tlaloc is very cruel and completely different from the Quetzalcoatl god Ketsar Kotvar. After becoming the sun, he seduced the beautiful goddess Xochiktsar and attracted his wife, the river and lake goddess Char. The wrath of Chihtlicui (the Emerald Goddess).

Chalchihetlicui, the goddess of rivers and lakes, complained to the gods. After discussion, the gods abolished Tlaloc's position as the sun, and the third solar era ended.

After experiencing many setbacks, the gods believed that only gods who passed the test were qualified to become the new sun. The moon god Tonatih, who might be able to predict the future, passed the test first with his special divine power, deceiving the gods and becoming the new sun. sun.

After Tonatic came to power, he began to ask for his life from the gods, otherwise he would refuse to move in the sky. Tonatic, who became the new sun, merged the power of the sun and the moon and became extremely powerful. The gods could not defeat him, and he was Devouring them one by one, only the great god of war Vicillopochitli, who is as bright as a star, can resist Tonatic. In order to help Vicillopochitli, the Aztecs all have a sacred obligation:

'Wage the war of glory against our enemies, dedicate the blood and hearts of the captives to Vicillo Pochtli, so that he can defeat Tonatih and become the new sun. ’

Adan paused here: "The tribe that lived when I was a child still had a legend, but it was not recognized."

"What legend?"

"It is said that Tonatic once explained to humans that he saw a future where the world would be destroyed in the fifth era. In order to save the world and save mankind, he must swallow the gods and become the supreme god Ometeotel. Many People believed it, but the clever Aztecs saw through Tonatice’s conspiracy and chose to help Vicillo Bochitli.”

(End of this chapter)