Aztec Eternals

Outside the city of Cholula, the families of the twelve priests lined up two miles out of the city. They held high the ancient feathered banners and wore the same ancient Toltec costumes, and their manners were elegant and luxurious. Beside the priests, there are a large group of apprentice priests holding fetish objects, and guards of honor holding high the sacrificial vessels.

Going further outside, two hundred Cholula girls held flowers in their hands, waiting delicately and respectfully; thousands of temple warriors held battle sticks and stood cautiously on the outermost perimeter.

And at the center of the crowd is the leader of the Cholula priests, Petel, who is wearing the ancient rain god's sacrificial attire, wearing a heavy obsidian crown, and holding a turquoise scepter.

For the ancient Toltecs, the Feathered Serpent God was the most important main god, and the Rain God was the second most important god. They ruled the sky, the earth and people together. However, after the religious reformation, the Mexica Alliance rejected the Feathered Serpent, so Patel flexibly adjusted his beliefs and put on the rain god's sacrificial costume of the storm. In the alliance, the Rain God is also the number one subordinate god after the God of War.

The old fox Patel squinted his eyes, looking at the southern sky. In the vast wilderness, the scout squad of the Mexica Legion can be seen looming. They are like weapons with bare blades, showing a menacing threat at all times. And in the west of Nancheng, there is the towering Shenshan mountain range, and you can see the glacier-shining smoke peak.

"Damn Quiao! I asked him to lobby the high priests and provoke the priests and elders. How did he recruit the high priests?! I must tell him not to provoke those two old guys!"

Patel's face was calm, but his heart was covered with dark clouds. He wished he could use the scepter to hammer Quiao to death.

He had just returned from the north in a low-key way with the promise of the King of Mexica, and it took only three or four days to arrive in Cholula. Elder Wezier returned from the south a long time ago and reported the result of the negotiation of "handing over tens of thousands of moth people and reconciling with the South Route Army".

Everything is just like his plan. Although it is not perfect, it is enough for Cholula City to survive this crisis safely. And a brighter future seems to be right in front of us, but suddenly there is a variable that is difficult to deal with.

"Hoo, hoo hoo!"

Two moments later, the desolate sound of Tao Xun sounded from the southern sky, drifting far to the holy city. Pater suddenly became silent, and the priests and elders also stopped talking to tidy up the gorgeous and ancient sacrificial attire. Soon, in the distant field, a group of people appeared, getting closer and closer.

Under the protection of two hundred Mexica warriors, an old man was wearing sacrificial clothing, a stone crown on his head, and a scepter in his hand. He was walking slowly like a god with a solemn expression.

The leader of the priests, Petel, straightened his crown and strode out of the team. He came to the old man with a smile and nodded politely.

"Sitter, my old friend, I haven't seen each other for more than ten years"

The high priest looked expressionless and said nothing. He straightened his spine, with bright light like morning stars in his eyes, raised the divine staff in his hand high, and then lowered it flat.

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Peter froze for a moment, his expression sank, and a wave of anger rose in his heart. As the leader of the priests, he naturally knew the meaning of this action. This is the etiquette for the "gods" to meet, and it is the "master-slave ceremony" for the "lord god" to meet the "slave god". And at this moment, the action of the high priest represents the main god!

The old fox's face turned pale and white. He has been in charge of the theocracy for twenty years and is the leader of the Eastern Holy City. At that time, the High Priest of the Holy City of the West was just one of the leaders of the two major priest groups of the Mexica Alliance. More than ten years ago, he met the high priest once, and it was precisely as the master god that he asked him to perform the "master-slave ritual". But today, the times are different, and the status of the gods is reversed by turns.

"Um?"

The high priest looked at the old man whom he hadn't seen for more than ten years with a half-smile.

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Petel gritted his teeth and lowered his head. He lowered the scepter in his hand, then leveled it upwards.

"Ding!"

The two jeweled scepters touched heavily and made a crisp sound, symbolizing the meeting of divinity. Then Petel knelt down on one knee with difficulty, saluted, and stood up again.

"Um!"

The high priest smiled and nodded in satisfaction.

"Peter, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and it's such a joyful reunion with an old friend!"

"Hey, respected High Priest, I am also very happy to meet my old friend again."

Petel forced a smile on his face. Then, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the welcoming crowd.

"The families of the twelve priests all brought fetishes and ceremonies, and have been welcoming you outside the city for a long time. Let the musicians play kagura, and the girls dance with flowers, and then I will present it to you!"

"Oh? It's a grand ceremony to welcome His Holiness! Such an ancient ceremony can only be done in the holy city of Cholula."

The high priest looked at it with a smile and said a few words with emotion. Then, he put away his smile and said in a calm voice.

"The city of Cholula has not yet surrendered to the Alliance. It is an enemy and not a friend at this time! Don't engage in these rotten hypocrisy!. Let's go directly to the sanctuary on the 'artificial mountain' Trachwalt Patel, and talk about it there. Let's talk about the result!"

".yes."

The old fox Petel's complexion changed. After a while, he lowered his head, suppressed all dissatisfaction, and smiled gently.

"High priest, then I will listen to you."

Afterwards, the priest leader Petel ordered the left and right to let the welcome team disperse, and the warriors were on guard in the outer city. And the elders of the twelve priests' families went to the holy places to talk with the high priests of the alliance. After everything was dealt with, he stepped forward to salute again, saying respectfully and resolutely.

"Honorable high priest, your guard warriors will stay in the outer city for the time being. Your safety will be taken care of by the holy city of Cholula. You just need to bring a few servants with you!"

"oh?"

The high priest had a smile at the corner of his mouth, seeing Petel who would bend down and be a little boy. He nodded slightly, gave a few orders, and left two hundred Mexica warriors, with only the shadow Chevali and a few attendants, heading for the inner city.

The holy city of Cholula is quite large, there is no outer city, only the inner city of the temple area. The walls of the inner city are seven or eight meters high. They are built of solid stones, mixed with clay and mortar, thickened and reinforced, like a small fortress. At the moment, a thousand Cholula temple warriors guard the walls. They all knelt at the head of the city, put down the weapons in their hands, and reverently saluted the gods in their hearts and the priests who passed by. These temple warriors have served Cholula for generations and are the most reliable force in the hands of the priests.

And beyond the inner city wall, the Cholula Pyramid, which is 450 meters long and 600 meters high and 600 to 70 meters high, stands on a high hill not far away, as stable as a mountain. Tower!

In the Nahua language, the meaning of Tlachihualtepetl is "mountains built with hands", artificial mountains!

The high priest entered the inner city and stopped. He squinted his eyes and stared at the ancient Great Pyramid, as if seeing the past Toltec era.

"Honorable High Priest, Rachwarth Patel, is the habitat of the Nahua gods, a sacred residence recognized by the world!"

The leader of the priests, Petel, smiled and proudly narrated.

"After the Teotihuacan people colluded with the volcanic demons and were abandoned by the gods. The city of Cholula began to rise, and Rachivart Patel was built accordingly! Under the protection of the gods, the Great Pyramid continued to build, Throughout the entire Toltec era, it has been built for six hundred years, and it was finally completed six hundred years ago!."

"Lachwalt Patel is the most magnificent pyramid in the world and the most sacred blessing of the gods! The city of Cholula, in the blessing of the gods, has experienced the Teotihuacan era, Torte From the era of Nahua to today’s Mexica era! It condenses the hearts of the people of the Nahua world and all ministries, and it is an unparalleled holy place in the world!”

Having said that, Petel's eyes were deep, and he looked at the high priest, meaning something.

"Dear Mexica priest, no matter how the world changes, no matter how the city-state rises and falls, the holy city of Cholula has lasted for thousands of years and is always immortal in the world! And it stands here firmly, connected with the fate of the ancient priest family, Under the blessing of the gods, it will be passed on for another thousand years!"

"Oh? Inherited for thousands of years, immortal in the world? What a great and sacred spectacle!"

Hearing this, a bright smile appeared on the face of the high priest. He admired the towering "artificial mountain" and expressed his sincere admiration! Then, he turned his head, raised the corner of his mouth, looked at the old fox in front of him, and issued a torture that hit the soul directly.

"Peter, the sacred man-made mountain is built of stone and clay. It can withstand wind and rain and stand tall. It has no life, no desire, so it can be immortal. The priest family inherited is a life of flesh and blood, longing for the ordinary Can the desire for power be immortal?"