Chapter One Thousand Two Hundred and Seventy-seven The wings are already formed, no matter how hard they are to shake...
"May the Lord God of Battle bless you, may the God-King of the Sun rule, and may the prophets of Divine Enlightenment guide you... Let us destroy the Mixtecs and win the Southern Conquest of the Divine War!..."
"Praise the Lord God, God King and Prophet! Please let me return to my hometown alive and bring back rich trophies... Please let my son grow up smoothly and become a strong jaguar warrior!..."
"Blessings from the Lord God! The King of Gods illuminates the darkness, and the prophet drives away death... Please prevent diseases from coming during the rainy season, and prevent the grains from becoming moldy. Please keep my body strong and not be chosen by the God of Death!..."
"Praise the prophet who foresaw everything... Please give me a sign of enlightenment... When will I die? Where should I choose my tomb? What sacrifices should I place, what kind of idols should I enshrine, which slaves should I bury... so that my soul can be restored?"
Resurrect in the Kingdom of God and enjoy a beautiful eternity?!..."
"Huh? Where did the prayers come from?..."
The low sound of prayer floated from the altar in the mountain, lingering in the priest's tent high up, and also reaching the tent of the neighboring god king. Avit, the god king, walked out of the tent, followed the direction of the sound, and looked towards the mountain.
Qiu's altar, his brows slightly frowned.
"Hmm...this is?...these warriors and nobles?..."
Avitt listened intently for a moment, and the expression on his face obviously changed. He looked solemnly, looked at the accompanying chief intelligence officer, "Shadow Dagger" Cheva Mitel, and spoke in a low voice.
"Shadow Dagger, is today a special day?..."
"Your Majesty the King of Gods, today is the 7th Wind Day (Ehecatl) of Cozcacuauhtli, which is the day of change where death and rebirth coexist. By praying today, you can change your own destiny and escape from hardship and disaster. The elderly seek death and the children continue.
vitality…"
"Oh! 1 Vulture Moon, 7 Wind Days, and 1 House Year (May 29, 1493)... It is indeed an auspicious day when death and rebirth coexist, just like the Vulture Day of the Wind Moon, no wonder there are prayers..."
Avitt suddenly understood. The vulture symbolizes death and the divinity of the god of death. The wind symbolizes life. According to the old tradition, it has the divinity of the feathered serpent. Life and death coexist. This is indeed a very special auspicious day.
And it is the first house year (Calli) in the 52nd year of reincarnation, which is very suitable for prayer.
The Mexica people believe in gods and admire divine omens, and divination is like that of the Yin Shang Dynasty. If he was not leading an army to besiege the Mixtec ancestral land, Avit would also go to the great temple in the capital to pray to the ancestral gods.
. At this moment, in the northern lake capital, there is probably a scene of fervent prayer. But I don’t know who the people in the capital are praying for...
"The prayer...the Lord God, the God-King, and the Prophet...eh? Prophet?..."
Avitt's expression flashed and he was silent for a long time. The so-called "prophet" is naturally the "Death Wolf Father" who has been enlightened by the gods and whose predictions have been verified, and the newly promoted priest and elder Shulot.
Two months ago, when the news of the appearance of the white-skinned demon finally reached the Southern Expeditionary Army, even if Avitt deliberately suppressed it... this shocking news still greatly shocked the entire alliance and shocked the hearts of the nobles and warriors!
"O Lord God! How can a prophet who can receive divine revelation and predict the future be not a priest and elder? How can the divinity of prophecy be neglected and let the high priests be questioned?..."
Avit had to build a shrine, personally hold a grand canonization ceremony, and promote Shulot to the "priest elder" of the alliance, thereby incorporating this "prophetic divinity" into the alliance's theocratic system.
By this time, it was no longer the status of "priest elder" that bestowed Shulot with divine power. Instead, it was Shulot's divinity in this world that added glory to the high priest group.
As for the ennobled Shulot, he was extremely humble and respected the God King. He was also very respectful to Akap, who represented the high priest group. He did not seem to be arrogant at all based on the prophecy...
"However, the prophecy that no one believed a few years ago actually came true!... This is a 'white-skinned evil demon' that has never been seen in the inheritance. It is a great change that has never happened in an era!... I am afraid that the end of the era will be
It’s really coming…”
Since then, many nobles in the alliance have looked at Xuellot differently than before. They did not dare to look directly into Xuellot's eyes, for fear that this living "prophet" would see into their hearts through his eyes.
The nobles were discussing in private and thinking about it. From the vision of Shulot's birth, Su Hui as a child, the divine revelation as a boy, to the accurate prediction a few years ago, the more they talked about it, the more mysterious it became...
The more they knew about the inside story and knew that everything was true, the more the royal family and nobles became more awe and fearful, and even a little cautious.
"This is divinity! A real divinity! A divinity that is more real and powerful than all the high priests and great Tratoanis of the past!..."
"O Lord God! Will there be a real prophet coming at the end of this era?..."
The hearts of the nobles were changing, but considering the God-King in front of them and the dispute over royal power, they were somewhat restrained. But as the news spread, the middle- and lower-class warriors no longer had so many thoughts and scruples.
They don't know that much... They not only recognize the immortality inherited by the God King, but also recognize the miraculousness predicted by the prophet!
Whenever Xiulote held a ceremony, the warriors' shouts shook the sky, and the war dances were particularly passionate and powerful, which shocked the Mixtec nobles in Yunshan City. It can be said that Xiu Luo Te held a ceremony.
The ceremony hosted by Lot can boost the morale of the besieging army, which can be worth the presence of the entire group of high priests!…
"...Prayer to the Prophet...the Divine Prophet..."
Avitt stared silently for a while, looking at those pious and prostrate figures, his voice was a little faint.
"Shadow Dagger, how many city-state nobles seem to be among those people?..."
"Yes! His Majesty the God King...well...there are three military nobles from Jinshan City, two military nobles from Sourwood City...The last older noble should be the hereditary nobleman from Weijian City, Lu Zhu..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Huh? Does this Lu Zhu have a family relationship with the glorious nobleman of Wejian City, the leader of the Reed clan, Xintel?"
"Your Majesty! The glorious nobles of each country have spread their branches and have intermarried with the local hereditary nobles for generations. There will definitely be an in-law relationship... But the Luzhu noble is very old and is not included in the recruitment. He brought hundreds of private warriors,
He took the initiative to participate in the Southern Expedition to God’s War just so that he could go to God’s Kingdom after his death... His prayer today should only be to pray and respect God..."
"Well...the dying old noble wants to go to the Kingdom of God...just pray and respect God...simple worship of God...simple, praying to the 'Prophet' from the bottom of his heart..."
Avitt fell silent again. It seemed that this "simple" answer made his heart surge and shake more than any collusion with ulterior motives or any far-reaching plan!
He focused on the people kneeling and praying. These devout warriors and even nobles came from unrelated remote city-states, but they had the same object of prayer. The small nobles in these city-states did not have the same understanding of politics as the nobles in the capital or the royal family.
Keen perception. Therefore, what they are doing at this moment is nothing but respect from the bottom of their hearts!
"It's just respect from the bottom of my heart... I respect both me and Shulot... No, maybe more respect..."
After a while, Avitt sighed faintly. You must know that the last person who ignored the factions of various countries, ignored the nobles and warriors, and could make everyone truly respect and awe from the bottom of their hearts... was not his two elder brothers, not
The two priest leaders of the alliance, but the elder who lived for ninety-two years, his great-uncle whom he revered throughout his life, Traka Eller!
"Uncle! You must be above the Kingdom of God, watching everything in front of you, right?... If he doesn't die midway... he will definitely become the new immortal sun of the alliance... His future will be brighter... much brighter than mine.
!…”
At this moment, Avitt had mixed feelings and unspeakable contradictions in his heart. Perhaps, what he felt at this moment was just like Liu Bang said helplessly when he saw the white-haired Shangshan Sihao surrounding the prince Liu Ying more than a thousand years ago.
That sigh.
"The four of them are assisting me. Their wings are already formed and it's hard to move them..."
"The eagle has grown into wings and is firmly perched on the sacred tree... If you want to change the situation again, you will have to cut down the royal family's sacred tree, causing chaos in the world and even within the royal family, shaking the foundation of the entire alliance... And more importantly,
, people's hearts have changed quietly, and I no longer have absolute certainty to deal with the subsequent drastic changes! Because, a dead prophet will become the most perfect divine symbol, uniting all nobles who are dissatisfied with centralization, and inspiring all warriors whose beliefs are wavering.
…”
"The white-skinned demon appears, and the end of the era has come... The new solar era has begun... The future of the alliance, the inheritance of the two suns... I need to shine brighter for a while! Brighter!..."