Chapter 511: Divine Object, the Wise Mans Ring of Eternal Life
"What? Let the priest leader Petel dance in the tent to congratulate the king and the generals?"
After hearing the king's words, the big tent suddenly fell silent. The bright bonfire shone in the tent, illuminating the outlines of everyone's faces and outlining different expressions.
Avitt looked at the priest leader of Cholula with a half-smile. Some of the generals' eyes were filled with surprise, some with teasing, some with pride, and only a few of them showed plain scrutiny.
"this!"
Hearing this, the priest leader Petel suddenly widened his eyes, and anger surged in his heart.
He subconsciously clenched the priceless turquoise necklace around his neck, feeling the warmth of the divine object and suppressing the violent emotions. He is the leader of the Holy City and has been sitting on the throne of God for thirty years.
All the time, which city-state's god-born nobles, which tribe's priests and elders, didn't treat him respectfully and didn't dare to show any slights?!
"Um?"
Avitt narrowed his eyes, looked at the priest leader in front of him, and asked coldly and dangerously.
"Why, you don't want to?"
"Ah this..."
The king's unabashed murderous intent struck, and Petel shuddered. He looked around, looking at the armored Mexica generals, those burly figures, and their fierce and dangerous faces... At this moment,
Like a fox alone in a pack of jaguars, Peter felt his hands and feet tremble slightly and his back felt cold.
"Dear King of Mexico..."
Petel pursed his lips and lowered his head to greet the king, his thoughts racing rapidly.
"No, I can't dance this dance no matter what. Once I dance, the reputation of the Holy City of Cholula will be completely ruined!"
The chief priest was anxious. He racked his brains and began to delay.
"...I am old and my legs are inconvenient, so I cannot..."
Avitt had no expression on his face, stretched out his hand to hold the obsidian dagger at his waist, and asked coldly again.
"you are not willing?"
"...Ah! The supreme king of Mexica who rules the world!"
Petel gritted his teeth and showed a respectful smile. He bowed his waist deeply, almost level with the ground.
"Last night, I suddenly dreamed of the God of War! He is towering, entrenched on the sacred Snake Mountain, passing down the will of the gods!"
"Um?"
Hearing this, Avitt raised his eyebrows. He stared at the old priest leader, still holding the unsheathed long dagger. All the generals in the tent opened their eyes with interest and looked at the old priest.
What can be said.
"...The God of War is at the head of the gods, and his brilliance is truly unforgettable..."
Petel stood up slightly, recalling his face, as if he had actually seen the glory of the God of War in a dream. He remained calm, and first acknowledged the status of the God of War as the main god, and then continued to praise him.
"The God of War told me that He had already predicted that Your Majesty would capture the fortified City of Quetzalcoatl today! He blessed the Mexica people who were chosen by God, and also punished the Tlaxcala people who had gone astray... This
The war of the Eastern Expedition is destined to end with the victory of the descendants of the God of War! Because this is the will of the God of War and cannot be disobeyed!"
"Um..."
After hearing this, the faces of the generals in the tent softened slightly. Most people nodded in agreement, believing in the blessing of the God of War.
A few days ago, Petel hurried north from the Holy City, taking a low-key detour, hiding it from the Tlaxcala nobles along the way. Although the nobles of the Tlaxcala states have always treated him with great respect, and often
There are offerings to make, but at this point where the overall situation is clear, what should be abandoned must be abandoned decisively, and what can be sold must be sold as soon as possible.
Then, Petel raised his head and looked at King Avite respectfully. His voice was loud and his face showed skilled piety.
"Supreme King, you are the descendant chosen by the God of War, and you are the destined master of the world! The holy city of Cholula has received divine revelation and recognized you as sacred in the world. All the priests and elders are willing to spread the word to the world!...
I am also willing to use my little power to persuade the lost Tlaxcalans for you, so that they all obey the sacred!..."
"Oh? Chosen by the God of War, the lord of the world? Promote your reputation and admonish all ministries?..."
Avitt squinted his eyes again, thinking about the words of the leader of the Holy City, and the cold murderous intention gradually disappeared. After a moment, he suddenly smiled, looked at Petel's neck, and said meaningfully.
"Chief Petel Priest, the turquoise necklace around your neck seems to carry divinity and looks familiar to me."
"ah..."
Peter was slightly startled, and his heart trembled.
In the mythology passed down for two thousand years in Central America, turquoise symbolizes wisdom and eternal life, and is the most respected gemstone. As early as the Olmec era, it was considered to have divinity. And the turquoise necklace around his neck
, called the "Ring of Eternal Life of the Wise," is the most precious divine object in the holy city of Cholula, and has been passed down from the ancient Toltec Empire to this day!
"...Supreme King of Mexica, as the god-king chosen by the gods, you should wear the most precious divine objects and inherit the oldest divinity!"
Seeing Avitt's narrowed eyes, Peter was secretly furious. He gritted his teeth and carefully took off the necklace from his neck.
"This turquoise necklace, called the 'Ring of the Wise Man's Eternal Life', is a treasure that has been spread throughout the world since the Toltec era! It is composed of 20 turquoises the size of pigeon eggs. Each turquoise is extremely hard
The best quality, each piece is smooth and delicate, showing the pure blue of the sky, symbolizing the blessings of the gods of the Kingdom of God!"
The firelight is bright and falls on the pure turquoise necklace, revealing the naturally outlined shallow lines and shining with a round, bright and moving luster!
Seeing this, the Mexica generals in the tent all expressed surprise. They all came from glorious aristocrats, so they naturally knew that this grade of turquoise is of such high quality that it is rare in the world! Even the stable quality of the lake
Compared with it, middle-grade gemstones are two full levels lower. And such beautiful gemstones must be sacred objects passed down by various states, and they will never appear in the market!
"The Supreme King, the 'Ring of Eternal Life of the Wise', was personally made by the Toltec high priest after being inspired by the gods five hundred years ago. Subsequently, it was worn on the necks of successive generations of priest leaders of the holy city.
It has been passed down for nearly five hundred years! The necklace contains immortal divinity and the blessings of the gods..."
Having said this, the priest leader Petel looked around at the crowd with a holy look on his face. Then, he took two steps forward and came to King Avit. He slowly knelt down on one knee and held up the necklace with both hands, as if worshiping God.
chanted.
"O god-king who is destined to conquer the world! You are a descendant of the Toltecs and have the most noble bloodline!... Please wear this string of precious sacred objects and inherit the glory of the Toltecs.
Immortal rule over the world!"
"Well... the wise man's ring of eternal life, the Toltec god... the god king who conquers the world..."
Looking at the priest leader kneeling in front of him, a smile gradually appeared on Avitt's lips. Although the Mexica people claim to be descendants of the Toltecs, in fact everyone knows the origin of the tribe. And in this way,
This artifact has been passed down for a long time, which can provide some support for the theory that the alliance rules the world.
"Haha! Chief Priest Petel, you are such a wonderful person!"
After a while, Avitt laughed, looking very happy. The atmosphere in the tent suddenly relaxed. All the generals also laughed. Then, the king stretched out his hand, took the priceless turquoise necklace, and played with it for two times.
He dropped it and threw it casually next to the seat.
"In that case, just sit next to me and watch the generals dance!"
"call..."
The priest leader Petel took a long breath, glanced at the turquoise necklace distressedly, lowered his head, and carefully sat down next to the king. His back was pressed against the sacrificial robes, and he felt a damp heat, and then he suddenly realized that his
