Aztec Eternals

"Ah! Hachiman Bodhisattva, Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara, Merchant Witch Emperor!...Ah! My...my fingers!...Ahhh!!..."

"Praise the Lord God! You sacrificed your flesh and blood, and you are blessed by God! Your piety will be seen by God and known by everyone!... Come, drink another glass of calming blood wine, and carve the emblem of the Lord God... It's a pity that you don't have a knife. Water, otherwise you wouldn’t be in such pain. But it’s better to have some pain so that you can remember the sacrifice you made for God…”

"Ahhh! Bodhisattvas, gods, Buddhas, witch emperors!...My hands, my forehead!..."

"God bless you! If you bear with it a little longer, it will be carved soon!..."

It's bone-chilling in the north, but the bonfire is scorching and warm. Watanabe Masumi, a monk warrior, collapsed beside the campfire, feeling the excruciating pain in his forehead and little finger, and sweating all over his body. He was hoarse and roared in pain, but his throat was filled with the smell of blood and wine. His eyes widened as he watched the cut off little finger on his left hand, burning and twisting in the fire, gradually burning into bones. And the symbol of the sun and hummingbird on his forehead was slowly bleeding out, just like the dark red sunset and the black bird. After a while, he managed to regain his composure and whispered.

"The Merchant Witch Emperor! Such a price, such a mark... This forces me to bury the gods and Buddhas in my heart, and to speak of the Lord God!... Damn cruel glue man, damn Lord God, please protect me!..."

"Well, God bless you! Take him to the tent to rest and bandage him well. From now on, he will be our Jiaoren's brother... Come! Next!..."

Seeing the collapsed monk soldier Watanabe, Zuvalo raised the corners of his mouth with a friendly smile in his eyes. According to the blood sacrifice culture of Mesoamerica, it is most common to express devout belief in gods through carvings and sacrifices on the body. Because the sacrificed flesh and blood not only contains the human soul, but also contains the important "Ihotel", which is the most precious life dedicated to the gods!

In actual missionary work, these imprints and physical marks of sacrifice will give believers a hint of faith at all times, telling them what they have done for God. And after paying such an indelible price, as long as the priests of the main god continue to treat the sacrificers preferentially, they can gradually plant pious faith in the hearts of the other people. This is the "one body, flesh and soul" that is respected in Mexican culture...

"Ah! Fire God Kagu Tsuchaki... No! Lord God Teru!... I, I have hair! I have a lot of hair! Don't cut my fingers!... Uh? My fingers are still there?... Ahem!... Ah ah!…"

The weapons team leader Otani Kengang let out a scream, and then the first-level chief god priest Fire Snake cut off the samurai's Tsukiyo hair and threw it into the fire. As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, a glass of blood wine was brought to his mouth and poured down his throat. He choked and drank the blood wine, and the two kingdom warriors pinned him to the ground. Then, the kind-faced priest Fire Snake raised the obsidian dagger and skillfully carved the emblem on his forehead with one stroke...

In less than half a moment, the entire conversion ceremony was completed. Otani Kengang's eyes were blank, following the words of the priest Fire Snake, he repeated a mantra with unknown meaning in a low voice.

"Praise my God! He is supreme and great, ruling heaven, earth and sea, giving light and food, controlling fire and thunder...Ah! Lord Shenhui!..."

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva who saves the suffering!... These... these shamans who cling to people, do not blink their eyes at all... They only need a glass of blood wine, a spell, and then carve a spell... all the warriors of the country are... Lost my soul!…Ayigu! It’s too…terrible!”

Shipwright Jin Shanshu looked shocked, trembling with fear, and almost couldn't hold back his urine. Although North Korea has always had many witches and gods, and he has seen many witchcraft rituals, he has never seen such a mysterious and bloody sacrifice! Soon, he was trembling and was brought to the sacred fire by two warriors and knelt down.

"Praise the Lord God! You are the one whom the Lord God pays attention to, and you are also blessed by the Lord God! Don't be nervous, it will be fine soon, soon!..."

Priest Fire Snake smiled kindly again, this time from the bottom of his heart. He was specifically responsible for the conversion of captives on these ships. Captain Zuvalo also gave him careful instructions and told him the situation of each captive. For example, the monk soldier Watanabe was responsible for the key translation, and he had always been relatively tolerant and cunning, so he had to be sacrificed to force him to believe in the main god. And this gold shipwright is the shipbuilding talent that the kingdom desperately needs, and he has a timid personality, so he has to show mercy...

"Ah! Bless the Lord of the East China Sea! Bless Guanyin Bodhisattva! Bless the shaman god Shuitianfu! ... The little one kowtows to all the gods! ..."

Shipwright Jin Shanshu shouted "Wow" as he completed a set of conversion procedures, his nose covered with tears again. Koreans, who are immersed in Confucian culture, are naturally much more flexible in their belief in gods. All gods worship, and as long as you don’t pay, you won’t suffer any loss. What's more, at this "life and death moment", let alone believing in the main god of the Donghai Jiao people, it is not a problem to worship Wu Zhu Zuwaro as a god...

As for the blue fire and bronze cannon used in the conversion ceremony, shipwright Jin Shanshu had a lot of experience, so he recognized them all, but he didn't dare to speak. The smell of the blue fire should be that of gunpowder. During festivals, two shifts of gentlemen set off firecrackers with that choking smell. As for the shape of the bronze cannon, it is obviously the small and medium-sized long-barreled artillery found in the Ming Dynasty and North Korea, which is the original version of the Tiger Crouching Cannon. Some of the Korean Navy's plank ships also need to be equipped with small cannons. On the boat used by the Ming Dynasty to confer the king of Korea, there were even more squatting cannons. Of course, they were all made of iron. I had never seen copper ones...

"Blessed by the great and merciful God of the East China Sea! The gentlemen give me gold, food and clothing, and let me live well... Even the gods that the gentlemen worship are worshiped by the young ones!... The young Pu Shunfan is stupid and just wants to live a good life... I know how to kowtow. From now on, I will sell my life to the old men!..."

The sailmaker Pu Shunfan burst into tears and kowtowed vigorously to the priests and warriors of the kingdom. As for being engraved with the Lord God's emblem, not only was he not afraid of pain, but he was so excited that he almost jumped up with joy. As an unimportant sailmaker, he was different from Jin Shanshu. He was born as a white soldier at the bottom of the fourth class, and was only a little better than a pariah. In the Joseon Kingdom, if a low-class person like him dared to enter the Temple of Confucius or the Temple of Zhuxian, which only gentlemen could enter, he would be killed with a cane.

Now, these Jiaoren tribes are willing to accept him and give him preferential treatment that even the warrior masters do not have. Naturally, they must show their loyalty in a big way. As for what gods you worship, that doesn't matter...ah no, coming from the heart is very important! …

"Praise be to my god Huitzilopochtli! Praise be to the Most High God! ... God has departed! ..."

The singing of the sacrifice spread high, echoed in front of the altar, fell into the ears of the believers, and stayed in their hearts, just like this conversion that could never be forgotten. The burning sacrifice was unforgettable. The priests waved obsidian daggers and carved the dark red emblem of the main god on the foreheads of the first batch of converts from Northeast Asia. And this also means that the faith of the Lord God has entered the vast land of the Old Continent for the first time, even if it is only the coldest corner of the northeast!

Whether this kind of belief appears in the name of gods, Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, fire gods, sea gods, merchant shaman gods, plastic man gods, or any other name, it marks a new possibility that has never been seen before...

Likewise, after the ritual of sacrificing young deer, snow wolves and captives to carve the mark of the main god, no matter where these converted tribes came from, they all became believers of the main god, at least in name. And all conversions start with nominal obedience and then go deeper into the soul step by step...

The ear-splitting prayers were lost in the rustling wind and snow, drifting far away and disappearing. The mighty north wind never stops moving southward, chasing the sound in the wind.

And the stars move around, from the sunset of the setting sun to the sunrise of the morning sun. From the Kamchatka Peninsula at 53 degrees north latitude, we arrived at the ancient Olmec holy city at 18 degrees north latitude. A truly grand and majestic New Year's Eve festival has just begun! …

"Praise the Lord God! From the high sky, He looks majestically at us, and at all the converted jungles and mountains!..."

On the 30-meter-high Olmec pyramid, Shulot was dressed in black sacrificial robes, holding high the emerald staff, looking down at the hundreds of descendants of gods, noble chiefs and leaders who knelt down and surrendered under the pyramid. Under the rising sun in the east, thousands of imperial guards were all wearing heavy cloth-covered bronze armor, shining with white-gold light. They set up a forest of spears, tightly surrounding the entire vast ancient holy city, the sacred pyramid, and the leaders of the tribes who witnessed the ceremony!

"The Lord God said! He will send down miracles for you to see with your own eyes! Anyone who believes in and obeys Him will be given light and life, while anyone who does not believe in and disobey Him will usher in blood sacrifice and death!..."

Shulot declared loudly, and hundreds of priests of the main god repeated loudly among the pyramids. Then, a majestic and mysterious shout, accompanied by the rising "giant eye of the gods", really appeared in the sky above the heads of the leaders of the tribes. At this moment, all the leaders' eyes widened in disbelief, their whole bodies trembled with shock, and their bones were filled with fear and awe!

"Raise your head! Gaze at the gaze of the Lord God! Welcome the Lord God of the sky! ... God has arrived!!"