The holy mountain stands, the wooden house has gone through vicissitudes, and the ancient altar is shining with light on the top of the mountain. As the old priest shouts, the "eyes" of the god look at it. Then, two groups of blue flames suddenly rise from behind the eyes.
"boom!"
Everyone present took a step back. Hei Lang looked carefully and discovered that the two middle-aged priests behind him each lit a brazier. There were explosive blue flames in the brazier, exuding a familiar "demon" aura.
"God's Eyes and the Stone of the Dead?"
The black wolf looked at the old priest in front of him in shock and confusion. The personal guard Mavic was a little frightened, while Huitu Puap's eyes flickered.
The old priest looked solemn. He turned the assembled metal stone balls, danced mysteriously, and sang strangely in a low voice.
"...Noble mountain god! You opened your eyes and looked at the offender in front of you... Please calm down your anger temporarily and don't rain down the boundless thunder and flames..."
The old priest's singing was suddenly high-pitched and then low-pitched, as if he was really talking to the gods. Under the awe-inspiring eyes of everyone, the two middle-aged priests brought the brazier to the front. The old priest shouted and pulled the dark blue stone in the air.
The ball burned on the flames. The stone ball turned red slightly, then suddenly disintegrated and turned into scattered stones again, hanging down from the old priest's arms!
"Ah! The power of the mountain god..."
Mavik let out a low cry, and the knowledge he had received since childhood came to mind, making this powerful warrior look in awe. Huitu's eyes flickered, as if he was hesitating in his heart.
The old priest chanted for a moment more, and then parted his arms. He stood in front of the blue flames, hanging the scattered sacred stones, looking at the two hundred canine warriors holding weapons, and shouted loudly.
"The tribes outside the mountain who strayed into the sacred mountain! The noble mountain god woke up from his slumber and looked at you! He remembered your faces and knew your origins! The mountain god cannot be offended, and the sacred mountain is also the sacred place of the tribe. In his
Leave quickly before the anger comes! Otherwise, not only will you be hit by thunder, but even your village will suffer disaster!"
"The power of the mountain god..."
Seeing the magic of the stone ball, Black Wolf's expression changed, and he felt vaguely uneasy. Mexica people worship gods and have always been in awe of the magical priests' magic. The main god has only been incarnate for a few years, and the old
Polytheistic beliefs are still rooted in people's hearts. He pondered for a moment, his attitude softened, and he spoke cautiously.
"This is the priest of the mountain god. We came to the sacred mountain and have no intention of starting a war with the alien gods. I just want a large sacred stone that can be carved into a tablet to record my merits and placed on the sacred mountain! Once we have done this, we will leave
go!"
Hearing this, the old priest looked unhappy. Only when he saw the many soldiers on the opposite side did he suppress his anger a little. He said in a deep voice.
"Tribes outside the mountain, you are so ignorant! The mountain god sleeps in the sacred mountain, protecting the villages hundreds of miles away from the wrath of thunder. The sacred stone altar on the mountain is burned in the thunder and fire, and has the power to communicate with heaven and earth!
And every sacred stone in the sacred mountain has been given a soul by the mountain god and has a strange divinity!"
As he spoke, he took out two fist-sized sacred stones from his arms, held them solemnly in his hands, and approached each other.
"Every sacred stone is given a soul by the mountain god! These souls are male and female, living at opposite ends! They attract each other..."
As the old priest spoke, he closed the two stones with a "snap" sound. He only held one end with one hand, and the two stones were firmly attached.
"The males and females repel each other..."
The old priest twisted the stone, and then turned it. The two stones strangely separated automatically. Then, his words became high-pitched and he shouted solemnly.
"You actually want to inscribe harm on such a sacred stone with a soul. This is an offense to the mountain god! Lead the tribe to retreat quickly! Otherwise, the disaster of the mountain god will surely come to the world! And your soul will also be lost after death.
Imprisoned in the divine stone!"
Hearing that the soul was imprisoned in the sacred stone, Black Wolf raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips. His heart was shaken, but his face was hard to speak, and he was unable to get off the tiger. Mavic gritted his teeth, lowered his head and remained silent. Huitu's eyes gradually changed,
The body is also shaking.
The old priest looked at the black wolf. He saw that the tribal leader on the opposite side had been shaken, so he was ready to put in more effort.
"Noble mountain god, please come again..."
The old priest chanted, raised his hands high, and shook his arms vigorously. The sacred stone on his arm had cooled down, began to shake again, and kept gathering together. As he watched, two more strange stones appeared on the old priest's arm.
The stone ball summons the mountain god again. Once the mountain god really comes, I don’t know what will happen...
"The Lord God bless you! Go to hell, evil priest of the alien god!"
At this moment, Huitu suddenly shouted and rushed forward. He clenched the war stick in his hand and slashed horizontally from top to bottom. In everyone's shocked eyes, he killed the old priest with a "dang" sound.
fall.
"Ah!...How dare you..."
The old priest fell to the ground, moaning in pain. The sacrificial robe on his chest was slashed, but it was blocked by the strong sacred stone, so the blow was not fatal. He was about to reprimand, but saw the opponent change the direction of the war stick, and the slash became
A vertical chop, aimed at his neck.
"No!..."
The battle stick was chopped off, the neck was separated, the old head rolled down on the ground, and the blood spurted out dyed the sacred stone red.
"Tsk...tsk..."
"ah?!"
Surprised low shouts sounded in the field, and everyone looked at Huitu in awe. The two middle-aged priests roared and threw the brazier over, but Huitu dodged it. Then, he rushed forward and made two fatal diagonal slashes.
The priests were easily killed. Several warriors guarding the mountain rushed forward with red eyes, but were quickly killed by several of Huitu's personal guards.
"...Puap, you are a bastard!"
Black Wolf was stunned, looking at the killed priests of the sacred mountain on the ground, and cursed angrily.
"At least leave one alive!"
"Ah, the Lord God protects me! The devout believer Puap, for your glory, eradicate the priests of the alien gods!
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! In front of everyone, Puap prayed devoutly for a moment. Then, he answered with a shy smile.
"Dear General Black Wolf, aren't you worried about them, are you really summoning some kind of mountain god?"
"...Hmm. You are pious and fearless!"
Hei Lang responded and lowered his eyes. Now that the matter is over, the priest of the mountain will kill him if he wants. But the myth of the mountain god lingers in his mind, making people uneasy. After Hei Lang thought about it for a while, he felt a little guilty. He
There were too many myths left in his heart, and he could not really regard the main god as the only one, and regarded the evil god as nothing. Thinking of this, he appreciated Puap even more.
"I didn't expect you to have such courage! I want to tell His Highness..."
Hearing this, Huitu looked at the people with different expressions and raised a smile on his lips.
On the night when the city of Qincongcan was destroyed, he witnessed with his own eyes the temples of the three gods being destroyed in the flames of the dead, and decades of faith collapsed at that time. He betrayed the chief, his old friends and relatives, and almost betrayed His Majesty.
, there is not much awe left in my heart.
"Killing a foreign priest with divine power in front of everyone... Only by seizing this opportunity and letting Your Majesty know my piety can I possibly rise again..."
Huitu thought in his mind and prayed again for a while. Then he bent down, took out more than a dozen sacred stones from the old priest, and presented them to General Black Wolf.
"Dear General Black Wolf, dedicated to you!"
Hei Lang nodded, took the two gray-blue stones, and played with them curiously for a while. Then, he ordered his guards.
"Put away these sacred stones. They are all my trophies! Well, I will also bring two for His Highness. Your Highness likes weird things the most..."
Everyone waited uneasily for a moment, but nothing happened. Perhaps the mountain god had not been summoned by the priests and was still sleeping. The guards checked the bodies of the priests of the mountain and searched their wooden houses. In addition to many
In addition to the sacred stones of different sizes, there are also pictures of priests, stabilizing spices, hallucinogenic herbs, and the sulfur of the Stone of the Dead.
The southwest mountainous area is a geologically active area with many volcanoes and is located at the boundary of two major plates. There are many sulfur outputs and many metal mineral deposits.
Afterwards, Hei Lang led everyone up to the low sacred mountain. On the top of the mountain, he saw many scorched black spots caused by lightning strikes, as well as an altar composed of several large sacred stones. When he stood close and looked, he discovered that the altar was
, there were many dark red blood stains, and there were piles of human sacrifice bones nearby.
"Is this where you're talking?"
Black Wolf looked at his personal guard Mavik. Fear and resentment appeared on Mavik's face.
"Exactly. Boss, it's here that I almost became a sacrifice. This is the altar of the evil god's blood sacrifice!"
"Um."
Black Wolf nodded, his expression serious.
"Then demolish it! The biggest stone is just for me to record my merits!"
Dozens of guards then worked together to tear down the altar on the top of the mountain, and burned the remains of the human sacrifice with a fire. The sun gradually set towards the west, reflecting on the blue sacred stone, shining with a metallic luster. The black wolf grinned.
With a smile, he took out a strong bronze dagger and began to carve words on the largest sacred stone.
"The black wolf Toltec burned the city of Hand Snake, defeated the Turks, and recorded his merits on the sacred mountain!"
Hei Lang carved slowly and forcefully. This sacred stone was very hard and much harder to carve than ordinary rocks. It took Hei Lang a long time to finish carving these words, even the bronze dagger had some curling edges. Then, he looked at it repeatedly
I read it several times, but the words are crooked and I always feel that it lacks some flavor.
"Mavik, look at these words, are they all correct?"
"...Boss, how do I recognize these words?"
"Puap, what do you think?"
"Uh... I can't recognize that one either. Dear General Black Wolf, why don't you carve a picture of it?"
"...good idea!"
Hearing this, Hei Lang's eyes lit up. His ability to draw pictures was much better than writing. Thinking of this, Hei Lang did not hesitate to draw abstract graphics under the engraved words. He first drew a big little man, then a small man.
The man held a bow and arrow in his hand, his head held high, and a bronze sword at his waist.
"Black Wolf Toltec..."
Hei Lang was concentrating on portraying and talking to himself excitedly.
"Burning Hand Snake City..."
Below this line is a blazing flame, wrapping a collapsed temple. In the Alliance's murals, a burning temple means conquest and the noble glory of defeating the enemy.
"Defeat the Tecos..."
Hei Lang thought for a while, and first drew a small man lying on the ground with an arrow stuck in his chest. Then he looked at it for a moment and shook his head.
"No, one is too few."
Black Wolf gritted his teeth and drew five more little figures in a row before stopping. The little figures were equipped with war sticks, spears, battle axes, daggers and bronze swords, which were the weapons commonly used by warriors.
“Remember the merits on the sacred mountain!”
Finally, Black Wolf once again portrayed the high-minded man at the beginning. This time, there was a mountain under the man's feet, and thunder and lightning fell, hitting the sacred stone.
This busy work even made his hands swollen. Only then did Black Wolf stand up with satisfaction and look at the carvings on the sacred stone.
"What do you think?"
"Boss, that's great! From now on, your achievements will stay on the sacred mountain with the sacred stone forever! Even if it takes a hundred or even a thousand years, someone will remember it!"
The personal guard Mavik looked at it and said with a happy smile. He had gotten his revenge, and the shadow of his childhood was gone, and his face was always full of joy.
Huitu Puap looked on and was very envious. He also wanted to carve a monument to record his achievements, but there was nothing worth boasting about. He couldn't write, "Huitu Puap was exiled here. He killed a shaky old priest and gained a lot."
A rare sacred stone, recorded on the sacred mountain..."
After thinking for a moment, Huitu sighed. He carefully looked at General Black Wolf's face and suggested.
"...Respect General Black Wolf, this inscription can be a little more..."
"Um?"
“Add ‘The Lord God testifies’ at the front and ‘Praise the King’ at the end. Then, you can write the year at the bottom to make people remember it.”
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Hearing this, Black Wolf thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
"Good! Very good!"
After saying that, he changed a dagger from his bodyguard and continued to carve it with his own hands.
"The Lord God witnesses..."
The corresponding picture is a giant hummingbird sun.
"Praise be to the King..."
Black Wolf drew a tall man, holding a gemstone scepter in his hand and wearing a long feather crown. Then, after thinking for a while, he drew a book, "Ali Sutra" in the man's hand.
"Well, with a scepter in one hand and a scripture in the other, it is exactly the image of His Highness."
Hei Lang looked at his painting for a while and expressed that he was very satisfied with the abstract and vivid painting. Then he carved the date on the lower right corner of the stone tablet and the corresponding symbols.
"Holy Calendar, 7 Years of the Rabbit (Tochtli), 1 Water Moon (Atl), 13 Crocodile Days (Cipactli)..."
The sacred calendar is the most important calendar for the Mexicans, used to accurately record time. The sacred calendar has 260 days in a year, 20 months, and 13 days in each month. When combined with the 365-day solar calendar, it forms a 52-year cycle. 7 Rabbits
Year 1, Water Moon, 13 Crocodile Day, is January 20, 1487.
Hei Lang watched for a while and was very satisfied. After hard self-study, he finally mastered the calendar and was able to estimate the time of the war.
"It has only been a month since I raided south, and I have achieved such results! I, the black wolf Toltec, is truly an unparalleled commander! Haha!"
The sun sets in the west, and the sky is filled with red clouds. The setting sun's rays shine on the sacred mountain and the sacred stone, and also reflect the joyful faces of everyone. The black wolf stands alone in front of the sacred stone, raising his head and laughing. His silhouette stretches long, all the way to the sacred mountain.
Underneath, it is like a hero in an ancient scroll, making it unforgettable.
