Aztec Eternals

"Haha! The Rain God is dead, the Lord God is supreme! Dear Elder Viko, in the name of the sacred 'Cloud', you are the chief priest of Shenshi City, above all the elders. Now, known for your piety How do you feel when you see this scene in front of you?"

The sacred cloud temple towers high in the mountains. Andiwei stood in front of the window of the main hall in a sacrificial robe of the Lord God. He tilted his head slightly and looked at the low-key old man in black robe beside him. His face was full of pride, and with inexplicable pleasure, he spoke aloud in fluent Nahua.

"My esteemed chief, all Mistec captives, before heading north, must be taken to the Temple of the Clouds, to see the priests of the rain **** who went to the kingdom of God, and the chiefs who were sacrificed. Nobles!... They will take a good look at how the nobles who are like gods died humbly, and how they rotted like fruits! And the beliefs in their hearts will also be like the dead nobles, in the Die before the holy temple!  …”

"Haha, this is the suggestion that I, the priest of the Lord God, Andive, put forward to the commander-in-chief of Mexica. The wise and brave General Black Wolf also accepted it with appreciation!"

Hearing this, Chief Priest Vico's eyes flashed slightly. His heart was burning with boiling anger, just wanting to burn the traitor in front of him to ashes. However, there was no dissatisfaction on his face, only a peaceful and indifferent smile.

"Andiwei, you are indeed the smartest elder priest in the Temple of Clouds!"

Chief Vico remained calm and said with a smile. He observed the fierce and wild barbarian warrior who howled like a wolf, and his pupils contracted slightly. Afterwards, he glanced at the Mistec tribesmen who were crying and crying in despair, but lowered his eyes slightly.

After a while, Chief Vico glanced at the Mexica warrior beside him, then at the red-haired barbarian on the other side, and smiled kindly. Then, he deliberately used the divine words of the priest of Mistec and the gentle tone of the messenger of the rain god, and spoke kindly.

"Andiwei, you are the descendant of the Tiger Claw King, and you have a sacred blood. Although you were coerced by the Mexicans, killed the elder priest Ita, and forced to serve the other party, you also did some things you shouldn't do. However, I know that you are forced to do all this. I came here and saw clearly that the sacred temple in the cloud has not suffered major damage..."

"Um?!"

Hearing this, Andiwei was a little surprised. He looked at the chief beside him, and his tone changed.

"Dear Chief Priest, you mean?..."

"Andy, this is your outstanding contribution! It is you with devotion to the Rain God, devoting yourself to the brutal Mexicans, and protecting the holy land of the people in the rain!... The Rain God testifies! You have Such a credit is enough to offset the mistake of getting lost, and even has an indelible merit! The elders of Shenshi City will forgive you and appreciate your contribution to the tribe. And your glorious father, father, wife, daughter and family know you. Whatever you do, you will cry with joy!"

"Er?...I, I, saved the Temple in the Clouds and made a great contribution?"

Hearing this, Andiwei's expression froze, and his pupils also diverged. This was a path he had never thought of, and he was a little dazed for a while. Following the gentle words of Chief Vico, he thought of the relatives in the city of Shenshi, and the life of the gods who were above people and respected before. The young priest's eyes gradually softened a little. He lowered his head and asked in the Mistec dialect.

"This, I... I've done so much... Could it be that I can go back?"

"Of course you can! Andy, trust me. If I call the shots in the city-state, of course you can go back!"

Chief Wei Ke has a kind smile, his tone is enticing, but his words are firm. He carefully glanced at the nearest Mexica warrior, saw the puzzled expressions of the barbarians, and made sure that the other party did not understand the language before smiling again.

"Andy, you understand that although the Mexicans are strong, they can't capture the city of God's Stone. They are just parting ways and won't stay here for too long. When they leave north, what are you going to do?  … Do you want to follow them, abandon your hometown and relatives, and go to the distant Aztec alliance? However, leaving the familiar land of the Rain God, as a surrendered alien priest, you are to the Aztecs , what's the value?"

Speaking of which, Vico paused for a moment. Then, as if suddenly realized, he added with a smile.

"Oh, yes, you are still valuable! You still have the blood of the Tiger Claw King revered in your body, and you are one of the most noble gods among the Mistec tribes. And the brutal Aztecs, I like to dig out the hearts of the gods and sacrifice to their main god!"

"..."

Hearing this, Andiwei pursed his lips and said nothing. He was told the fear in his heart, his fingers trembled slightly, and even his face became pale.

"Andy, as the chief of Shenshi City, I believe in you and your devotion to the Rain God. You still have the opportunity to return to the tribe where you were born and become a high priest and elder again!... But, you also have to Believe me, for the sake of our God, and for your own future, do something else..."

Chief Vico smiled kindly, like a kind old man. In a sleepy tone, he spoke incomprehensible priestly words, and in this way, in front of the Mexica warriors, he asked gently and boldly.

"The rain **** bears witness to everything and grants forgiveness and blessing! Come, Andy, my child, tell me: where is the head of the Black Wolf of the Mexica Legion? How many troops are there under his command?  … The resistance of the Lascalians continues, and this elite army of barbarians will not stay here forever. How long will it take them to evacuate?"

"...I, this...I...he..."

Andiwei looked out the window, his eyes gradually lost. He didn't know what he was talking about, but under the guidance of the chief, he seemed to fall asleep and answered in a low voice uncontrollably.

"Heilang, he, he should take the legion, hundreds of miles to the south. I told him the location of all the big tribes in the south of the valley. With his character, he will probably clean them up one by one. .."

Hearing Andiwei's answer, Chief Vico's eyes moved, and killing intent flashed past. Then, the look on his face became more intimate, and the smile grew brighter.

The priests of the northern tribes, using all kinds of powerful medicines, will only confuse the mind rudely. The Mistec tribes in the south have a long history, and the priests not only can prepare medicines, but also have the ability to induce speech. That's why their tone of voice is always gentle and kind.

"Huh? What kind of nonsense are these two guys talking about?"

The red monkey Ozoma squinted his eyes and looked at the two of them at the window. Hearing the incomprehensible words, his brows gradually wrinkled. He had the keen intuition of a macaque, looked at Chief Vico's smile, and looked at Andywei's empty eyes, and immediately noticed something was wrong. And as a chief who grew up in the wasteland, as long as he finds something wrong, he will act immediately!

"Bah! You white-haired old fox, babbling around here, what nonsense are you talking about!"

The red monkey Ozoma pulled out his hatchet, turned the handle of the axe, and strode to Chief Vico's side. Then, under the unbelievable and shocked gaze of the chief old priest, he directly raised the handle of the axe, like swinging a sturdy short stick, and smashed it **** Vico's forehead.

"boom!"

"what!"

The big stick fell and hit the forehead. Chief Vico let out a scream, unable to maintain his gentle expression any longer. He stretched out his fingers tremblingly and cursed in clear Nahua language.

"You!...I am the chief priest of the Rain God! You, you...how dare you offend the messenger of God!"

"boom!"

"Ah!...You, you vulgar savage, Chichimaker!"

"boom!"

"Ah! ... You, you short-lived barbarian in the wasteland, you only know your mother, but don't know your father, a **** dog!"

"Bang!...Bang!"

"Ah! It hurts... it hurts!... Please, please, stop beating!"

The red monkey Ozoma hit five consecutive sticks, knocking the honorable chief priest Vico directly to the ground. The old priest hunched over his waist, covered his head, and rolled on the ground in pain, unable to utter a single word to confuse people.

"Haha! What a **** chief priest, but a white-haired fox who can only talk! I thought it was so powerful, I couldn't even hold my five sticks! ... Our wasteland priests can fight coyotes with bare hands! "

The red monkey Ozoma looked disdainful. He stretched out one foot, stomped on the chief priest of Shenshi City, and shouted fiercely.

"You are the messenger of the Shenshi tribe, the messenger who came to show submission to the black wolf chief! What you should do is to bow your head obediently, pay tribute to the chief, and redeem your holy land! You shouldn't ask, If you don't change it, put it in my stomach, don't let out a fart!"

"Ah! Yes, yes!...Don't fight!..."

"This...this...respected chief priest, noble elder Vico..."

Andiwei stared blankly at all this, only to feel that something was shattered in his mind. However, Ozoma, the chief of the red monkey, did not give him time to be in a daze. But after a while, a loud slap landed on his face.

"Snapped!"

"Uh!"

"Ha! You stupid colorful bunting, with a shrewd face in vain! It's like a turkey!"

The red monkey Ozoma grabbed Andiwei's sacrificial robe, stretched out his rough palms, angered, and "slapped" with two more slaps.

"It's really stupid and stupid! Think about it, what have you done and how much blood you have on your hands! If you want to be a wolf, don't be halfhearted and look at the kennel. You have already tasted the fish and followed the others. The alpha wolf, the smell of wild land is all over it! How can you be accommodated in a domestic kennel?... You know, if a wolf in the wild enters the wrong den, it will only be swarmed up. UU Reading www.uukanshu The fate of .com being bitten to death!"

"This...I..."

Hearing this, Andiwei finally woke up. At this moment, he was ashamed and ashamed, covering his red and swollen face, wishing he could burrow into the crack of the ground. He always prided himself on being smart and looked down on the barbarians in the northern wasteland, but he never expected that the leader of the barbarians would teach him a good lesson here. Afterwards, he lowered his head and looked at the struggling chief priest Vika. He no longer had any respect, only complete hostility and hatred.

"Go! Talk to this old fox again! If you can't agree, use your fists."

Orzoma let go of his feet and put the axe back into his waist. He's not like the smart-ass Andy Way. He has always kept in mind the instructions of the black wolf chief, and he has not forgotten it.

"Tell this old fox! Shenshicheng surrendered to the Great Chief, offered a weighty hostage, enshrined the powerful God of War, and handed over enough food! ... None of these four conditions can be missed!"

"As long as these four points are fulfilled, the Legion will go north and return the Holy Land to them, and the captured gods can also return it to them! If they don't agree, the entire Tehuakan Valley will be burned to white ground! And all the captives The gods and nobles will be sent to the altar and dedicated to the **** of war!"

Then, Orzoma puffed out his chest and roared his last words, which were deafening like thunder.

"This is the negotiation in the wasteland!"

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