Aztec Eternals

From the wind and snow in the far north to the tropical plateaus, the high-hanging sun is like the eye of a god, always watching the world. If we say that the long northern sea route is like a slow pendulum, it will take a full two years to make a round trip. Then, the nearby Caribbean Islands are the center of the storm. At the speed of a hurricane, it shoots world-shaking thunder to the east and west!

The first thunder came from the big island of Cuba last year until this spring. The kingdom's longships brought the heads of demons, passed through the Mayan Coast and Totonac Coast, and passed through the Tlaxcala Valley before arriving in the eastern states of the Alliance with great fanfare. Under the propaganda of the priests of the main god, in the shock of countless nobles and warriors, and in the confused and horrified shouts of the common people, the astonishing prophecy of Shulot a few years ago has finally been fulfilled in a disturbing way.

"The white-skinned evil spirit appeared in the East China Sea, coming in a thundering ship..."

"The prophecy made by the Temple of Death has really come true! What a miracle!"

"Yes, the miracle of the Lord God! A living great prophet, Shulotel, the God of Death!..."

The sudden rain fell into the lake, causing the already turbulent surface of the lake to ripple even more. As the heads of the "evil" were revealed along the way, the most shocking thing was not the hearts of the common people at the bottom, but the hearts of the alliance's nobles, priests and warriors! Because, in the eyes of common people, there are many miracles in the world, and priests always have the power of prophecy and divination. And the further you go up, the fewer "miracles" there are in the world, and the more exposed the truth of power becomes...

Up to the very top, there are the great nobles who have always been aloof, as well as the high-ranking priests who are good at prophecy and divination. In their eyes, there are almost no "miracles" and no "divine power" in the world. The so-called real "divine power" is only the "power" of the alliance and city-states! And this kind of upper-level cognition was finally seriously challenged at this moment, from the dual challenge of "divine power" and "power"...

"O Lord God! This...is this the head of the evil demon? Such a big beard, such a high nose, and skin that is said to have been originally white?...This...how could there be such a strange-looking creature that has never been seen before in the world? White-skinned tribe?…”

On the sixty- to seventy-meter-high Great Temple Pyramid, there are a total of four hundred temple guards, closely guarding the most magnificent temple of the main god and guarding the religious center of the Mexica Alliance. In the towering temple, the twelve elders of the priesthood gathered together in a rare gathering, sitting in rows under the golden statue of the main god, their eyes fixed on the altar at the same time.

On the altar in front of the statue, four lime heads with a peculiar smell are solemnly placed. It is said that they are all noble ones among the evil captives.

If you look closely, you can see that each of these three heads has a high nose and deep eyes, a big beard, a stone-gray skin, and a facial shape that is obviously very different from those in the Americas. And if there are any surviving crew members of Columbus's fleet here, they can be recognized at a glance. Their identities are none other than the three Pinzon brothers who served as captain and navigator respectively, and Rodrigo, the church scholar and royal scribe.

"Lord God! No, I want to check it with my own hands! What kind of beard is this? Is it glued on?..."

The God of War Elder Yazar was impatient and was the first to stand up and walk to the altar. He personally pulled the hair of Daping Song's head and his curly beard. Dahiramatsu opened his rotten and hollow eyes wide and stared at him expressionlessly.

"Huh? This smells like you've been dead for several months... I wonder what it was like when you were alive? How many arms and legs did you have? What strange words did you say?..."

The elder God of War sniffed his nose, frowned slightly, and then examined a mat next to him. On the mat were demonic items transported thousands of miles away. On top were captured demonic daggers, clothing, coins, and a parchment chart full of strange symbols and markings.

"Witness the Lord God! What are these? The demon's weapons and clothing? Very sharp knives that seem to be made of iron, very strange clothes of unknown material... Hmm? Small round silverware with patterns? There are also strange things The rune paper is like the inherited engravings? ...Ah, their symbols are completely different from ours, and they are completely different from those of other tribes in the world! ..."

Every time the elder God of War checked something, he muttered something in his mouth, his voice getting louder and louder. And the eyes of many priests and elders were also watching his inspection closely. After Yazar finished reading it all, his face was completely in disbelief. He finally looked at the superior high priest Ugel and couldn't help but exclaimed loudly.

"Lord God! This is really a tribe that has never existed! A tribe that has not been recorded in any inheritance map! ... High Priest, you have the most knowledge. Have you heard of this white-skinned evil tribe? ..."

"Well"

The high priest Wu Geer was originally the old god, and he allowed everyone to discuss it. It wasn't until Yazar asked him that he was startled, cleared his throat, and spoke slowly.

"Ahem...the gods created the world, and there were four eras...in each era, there were all kinds of people. There were giants in the first era, monkeys in the second era, and turkeys in the third era. , the fishmen of the fourth era... Some of them sank into the earth, some climbed into trees, some flew into the sky, and some went into the sea... There were so many eras, and there were so many tribes in the past! "

"Perhaps, these tribes that appeared in the East China Sea are the fish-men of the last era, so they are as white as the fish belly, and the fish whiskers turned into beards... But no one can tell clearly, after all, it has been too far in the past! These are the disputes of the ancient gods. Before the main god created a new era, it was the believers and sacrifices of the old gods..."

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Many priests and elders looked at each other with helplessness on their faces, but they all remained silent, waiting for Ugel to finish this nonsense that could not find any fault and was of no use. It wasn't until Wugel finished speaking that War God Elder Yazar spoke again, with a serious and excited look on his face, and directly pointed out the key to the problem.

"Witness the Lord God! High Priest Wugel, four years ago, His Highness Shulot predicted these white-skinned tribes, and predicted their 'evil, greed, thunder, disease and death'! And now, there is really Such a tribe has appeared, just as His Highness predicted..."

"So, High Priest, what should the Alliance High Priests do now? Should they admit that the prophecy has come true? Should they publicize the threat of evil spirits to the world?... And if you admit all this, go one step further, should you tell the world of Nava and announce the Five-Year Plan? Twelve years of doomsday jihad? ...How can His Highness Shulot, who accurately predicted all this, pass on to the priesthood? ...You know, this is a living prophet who has never existed before!

"Yes! A living 'great prophet' that has never existed!..."

Hearing this, the expressions of many priests and elders were a little complicated and inexplicable. For some big figures who hold divine power, the appearance of the "evil" is far away in the East China Sea at the end of the world. Although it is amazing, it does not make them care too much, and it is difficult for them to feel threatened. But what really makes them restless is the "fulfillment of the prophecy" and a "living great prophet"!

In an alliance founded on theocracy, "Great Prophet" is not a simple title, nor is it a title that can be awarded easily. It can influence the hearts of nobles and priests, and has the power to appeal to people's hearts. It is a true divine power!

If a miracle like this were to predict a successful miracle, if it were an ordinary person, or a civilian priest with no roots, even a priest from a small noble family... the high priest group would immediately control this "great prophet", and then Such a great "holy priest" was quietly sent to the embrace of the Lord God, and was finally named "saint" and "heroic spirit" and engraved on the drawing board. But the one who fulfilled this prophecy was the powerful prince of the alliance, the great noble who owned the legion, and one of the three most powerful and divine persons...

"Blessed by the Lord God! The brilliance of the sun cannot be determined by flames and feathers."

Vulcan elder Terquis looked at each other and priest elder Como, and nodded inconspicuously. Then, both of them pursed their lips and said nothing. They represent the neutral faction in the high priesthood, representing a total of six or seven priests and elders. These elders are not the three deputy chief priests who hold great power. Staying on the sidelines is their most advantageous choice.

"The Lord of the Sun, the Immortal Sun..."

Sun God Elder Tonatiu squinted his eyes, glanced at the golden statue of the main god, and then looked at a brand new stone mural behind the statue. It was the sun rising from the human world to the sky. It was carved for the elder to go to the Kingdom of God after his death, and it was only carved two or three years ago.

"Could it be that a new elder is about to rise again?..."

The same thought also passed through the mind of Lord God Elder Akapu. He lowered his eyes, recalling the innocent and extraordinary young man he had watched grow up, with a hint of unwillingness in his heart.

"O Lord God! How can you be so partial and always give blessings and guidance to one person! A truly pious person cannot fall into your eyes..."

A few years after the immortal sun set, the high priest Ugel sat high and did nothing, like a wooden sculpture sitting high in a temple. Among the high priests, the three deputy chief priests, God of War, God of the Sun, and God of the Lord, have just tasted the true taste of power, and have further aspirations and ambitions!

But now, the prestige of Shulot's prediction coming true, this terrifying divinity, this constant blessing favored by the main god... There is no doubt that they are all promoting a new theocratic sun and a new alliance. Elders, stride towards higher ground! And if we wait for the other party to really sit in that position, given the other party's age, it will be a hopeless sun that has shrouded it for half a century, just like the elders in the past...

"Ahem! Don't be impatient, let me think about it... that prophecy, that prophet... Looking through the old inheritance boards, there are all of them, and there are many of them! Well... I have to go back and take a closer look, and look at the previous priests and elders, How is it done…”

"Oh, that's right! Fifty-two years ago, a divinely inspired prophet appeared in the Alliance, who was famous for his divination and prophecies. His greatest divine revelation was to predict the prosperity of the Alliance and stabilize the hearts of the people in the lake capital... Then, he also predicted the elder's sun divinity and helped the elder become the chief priest. Finally, in the name of divine revelation, he recommended the former high priest Shuter to succeed him as the priest and elder of the holy city. The most trusted assistant of the late Lord Montezuma passed away together with the late Lord..."

High Priest Ugel sat high up, his fat body swaying slightly, his old eyes a little cloudy, as if he was unaware of the thoughts of many priests. He took his time and leisurely, first recounting the past events of the Alliance, and how the last priest with the title of "Prophet" paved the way for the Alliance royal family, himself and others. These old events seemed ordinary, but to the ears of many elders, they reminded everyone of the power struggles and compromises that had occurred in the priesthood.

Power is always like this. Even if you really take the title of prophet, you can't control everything and you have to compromise with various factions and groups. It’s just a matter of who takes one more bite and who takes one less bite. And it seems that His Highness Shulot will eat many more bites in the future. If we want to maintain the current rights of each elder, we must make the entire pie of the alliance bigger...

"Well... Of course, we have to look at both the sky of the past and the sunshine of the future. This matter concerns the entire alliance, and we must obey the will of the God King!..."

The high priest Ugel shook his head and grumbled like an old turtle for a while, saying that if you don't make a decision, you won't make a mistake. Then, he smiled and looked at the main elder Akapu, who was in his prime and frowned in deep thought.

"Akapu, you are the youngest in the priest group and have the most promising future!... Otherwise, you can go to the battlefield of the Southern Expedition for us old guys and tell the God King this amazing news... and then ask for the God King's decision?"

Alas, I have been under a lot of pressure during this period, and I always have headaches and insomnia. I am really sorry.