Chapter One Thousand Two Hundred and Fifty-Five: The Demon's Head, Thunder Arrives at the Capital in the Lake
From the wind and snow in the far north to the tropical plateau, the high-hanging sun is like the eyes of the gods, always watching the world. If the long far north sea route is like a slow pendulum, it will take a full two years to reach the end of the world.
There is a round trip. Then, the nearby Caribbean Islands are the center of the storm, and at the speed of a hurricane, it shoots thunder that shakes the world to the east and west!
The first thunder came from the island of Cuba last year until this spring. The kingdom's longships brought the demon's head, passing through the Mayan coast and the Totonac coast, and passing through the Tlaxcala Valley before they came out with great fanfare.
Arriving at the eastern states of the alliance. Under the propaganda of the main god priests, in the shock of countless nobles and warriors, and in the confused and horrified shouts of the common people, Shulot's astonishing prophecy a few years ago finally received disturbing results.
Come true.
"The white-skinned evil spirit appears 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 prophet, Shulotel, the God of Death!..."
The sudden rain fell into the lake, causing the already turbulent lake surface to ripple even more. As the heads of the "evil demons" were passed down 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.
People's hearts! Because, in the eyes of the common people, there are many miracles in the world, and priests always have the power of prophecy and divination. And the higher you go, the fewer "miracles" there are in the world, and the more exposed the truth of power is.
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Up to the very top, there are the high-ranking nobles and 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"
, only the "power" of the alliance and city-states! And this upper-level understanding was finally seriously challenged at this moment, from the dual challenge of "divine power" and "power"...
"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 in the world that has never been seen before?
White-skinned tribe?!…”
On the sixty- to seventy-meter-high Great Temple Pyramid, a total of four hundred temple guards closely guard the most magnificent temple of the main god and the religious center of the Mexica Union. In the towering temple, twelve priests
The elders gathered together in a rare gathering, sitting in separate rows under the golden statue of the main god, with 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 will see that each of these three heads has a high nose and deep eyes, a big beard, a lime-grey skin, and a facial shape that is obviously very different from those in other parts of the Americas. If there are any surviving crew members of Columbus's fleet here, they will be able to recognize them at a glance.
, their identities are none other than the three Pinson brothers, who serve as captain and navigator respectively, and Rodrigo, the church scholar and royal clerk.
"Lord God! No, I want to check it with my own hands! What kind of beard is this? Is it glued on?..."
Elder Yazar, the God of War, had an impatient temper. He stood up first and walked to the altar. He personally pulled the hair of Dapingsong's head and his curly beard. Dapingsong opened his rotten and hollow eyes, his face expressionless.
Staring at him expressively.
"Huh? This smell, I've been dead for several months... I don't know what it was like when I was alive? How many arms and legs are there? What strange words are you saying?..."
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 it were placed the captured demonic daggers, clothing, coins, and a roll full of strange items.
Parchment chart with symbols and markings.
"Witness the Lord God! What are these? Demonic 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 ones
The rune leather paper is like the inherited engravings?...Ah, their symbols are completely different from ours, and completely different from those of other tribes in the world! Ah, I have never seen it before!!..."
Every time the Elder God of War inspected 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 had finished reading everything, his face was completely
It was incredible. 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 Ugel was originally the old god, and had been letting everyone talk. 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 murlocs 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 in the past, 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 who became 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..."
"..."
Many priests and elders looked at each other, with some 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. And until Ugel finished speaking, the God of War
Elder Yazar spoke again, with a serious and excited expression, 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 really is
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 they admit all this, go one step further, should they tell the world of Nava and announce the Five-Year Plan?
Twelve years of the Doomsday Holy War?...How should His Highness Shulot, who accurately predicted all this, pass on to the priesthood?...You know, this is a living prophet who has never been seen before!..."
"Yes! A living 'great prophet' that has never existed before!..."
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 too overwhelmed.
Even if they don't care, it's hard to feel threatened. But what really makes them uneasy is the "fulfillment of the prophecy" and a "living great prophet"!
In an alliance based 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. It is a true and true god.
Sexual 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 finally he was named "Saint" and "Heroic Spirit" and engraved on the drawing board. But what happened to realize this prophecy was the real power of the alliance.
Prince, a great nobleman with a legion, one of the three most powerful and divine people...
"Blessed by the Lord God! The brilliance of the sun cannot be determined by flames and feathers..."
Vulcan Elder Tequis and Priest Elder Como looked at each other and nodded imperceptibly. Then, both of them pursed their lips and said nothing. They represent the neutral faction in the high priest group,
Representing a total of six or seven priests and elders. These elders are not the three deputy chief priests who hold the power. It is their most advantageous choice to stay on the sidelines.
"The Lord of the Sun, the Immortal Sun..."
The elder of the sun god, Tonatiu, squinted his eyes, looked 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, and it was for the elder after his death.
What was carved when going to the Kingdom of God only lasted two or three years.
"Could it be that a new elder is about to rise again?..."
The same thought also struck the mind of Lord God Elder Akapu. He lowered his eyes and recalled the simple and extraordinary young man he had watched grow up with his own eyes, and there was 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 the temple. Among the high priests, the three deputy chief priests, the God of War, the God of the Sun, and the God of the Lord, had just tasted the power.
The real taste of the world, with further exploration and ambition!
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.
Elder, stride towards the heights! And if you wait for the other person to really sit in that position, given the other person's age, it will be desperate again. The sun that has shrouded half a century is just like the elder...
"Ahem! Don't be impatient, let me think about it... That prophecy, the prophet... Looking through the old inheritance boards, there are them all, and there are many! 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 the elder priest of the holy city. He is
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 slowly and leisurely talked about the past of the alliance, and talked about the last famous person.
How did the priest with the title of "Prophet" pave the way for the alliance royal family, himself and others. These old stories seemed ordinary, but fell in the ears of many elders, but they reminded everyone of the power struggles and conflicts that had occurred in the priesthood.
compromise.
Power is always like this. Even if you really take the name of a prophet, you can't control everything. You have to compromise with various factions and groups. It's just a matter of who gets one more bite and who gets one less bite. And it seems that in the future,
Your Highness, Shulot, will eat many more mouths. If you want to maintain the rights of each elder now, unless you make the entire pie of the alliance bigger...
"Well...of course, we have to look at the sky in the past and the sunshine in the future. This matter affects the entire alliance, and we must obey the will of the God King!..."
High Priest Wugel shook his head and chattered for a while like an old tortoise, saying that if you don't make a decision, you won't make a mistake. Then, he smiled and looked at the main god elder Akapu who was in his prime and frowning in deep thought.
"Akapu, you are the youngest among the priests, and you have the most promising future! ... Otherwise, for us old guys, you can go to the Southern Expedition battlefield and inform the God King of this amazing news...
