"The mountain **** stares!"

The sacred mountain stands, the wooden houses are vicissitudes of life, and the simple altar shines on the top of the mountain. As the old priest yelled, the "eyes" of the gods came to watch. Then, two groups of faint blue flames suddenly rose from behind the eyes.

"boom!"

Everyone present took a step back. Hei Lang watched carefully, only to find that the two middle-aged priests behind each lit a brazier. Inside the brazier was a detonating blue flame, exuding a familiar "monster" aura.

"The eyes of the gods and the stone of the dead?"

Hei Lang was puzzled and stared at the old priest in front of him. The personal guard Mavic was a little panicked, but Huitu Puap's eyes flickered.

The old priest looked solemn. He twirled the assembled metal stone balls, danced and danced mysteriously, and chanted strangely in a low voice.

"...Noble mountain god! You opened your eyes and stared at the offender in front of you...Please calm down your anger for a while, don't send down boundless thunder and flames..."

The old priest's singing was suddenly high-pitched and then suddenly low-pitched, as if he was really talking to the gods. Under the awe-inspiring eyes of everyone, two middle-aged priests brought the brazier to the front. The old priest shouted loudly, dragged the dark blue stone ball in the air, and set it on fire. The stone ball turned slightly red, then suddenly disintegrated, turning into scattered stones again, hanging down from the old priest's arms!

"Ah! The power of the mountain god..."

Mavic let out a low cry, and the knowledge he had received since childhood came to his mind, making this mighty warrior look in awe. Huitu's eyes flickered, as if he was hesitating.

The old priest chanted for a while, then parted his arms. He stood in front of the blue flames, hung the scattered **** stones, looked at the two hundred warriors holding weapons, and shouted loudly.

"The tribe outside the mountain who strayed into the sacred mountain! The noble mountain **** woke up from his deep sleep and watched you! He remembered your face and knew your origin! The mountain **** cannot be offended, and the sacred mountain is also a holy place for the tribe. In His Before the anger comes, leave quickly! Otherwise, not only you will be hit by thunder, but even your village will suffer disaster!"

"The power of the mountain god..."

Seeing the magic of the stone ball, Hei Lang's expression changed, and he felt a little uneasy. The Mexica people worship the gods and have always been in awe of the magic of the priests. However, it has only been a few years since the main **** became the only one, and the old polytheistic beliefs are still rooted in people's hearts. He pondered for a moment, his attitude became gentle, and he spoke cautiously.

"The priest of the mountain god. We came to the mountain, and we have no intention of fighting with the gods of other races. I just need to ask for a large sacred stone, which allows me to engrave a stele to record my merits and place it on the mountain! When we are done, we will leave go!"

Hearing this, the old priest showed displeasure, and only suppressed his anger a little when he saw the crowd of soldiers on the opposite side. He said in a deep voice.

"The tribe outside the mountain, you are so ignorant! The mountain **** sleeps in the sacred mountain, protecting the nearby villages for hundreds of miles from the wrath of thunder. The sacred stone altar on the mountain is calcined in the thunder and fire of the sky, and has the power to communicate with the heaven and the earth! And every piece of sacred stone in the sacred mountain has been endowed with a soul by the mountain god, and has a strange divinity!"

As he said that, he took out two fist-sized sacred stones from his arms, solemnly held them in his hands, and approached each other.

"Each piece of sacred stone is given a soul by the mountain god! These souls are male and female twins, separated at both ends! They attract each other..."

As the old priest said, he closed the two stones with a "snap". He only held one end with one hand, and the two stones were firmly attached.

"They are male and female against each other..."

The old priest twisted the stone and turned it again. The two stones separated strangely and automatically. Then, his words became high, solemnly scolded.

"Such a sacred stone with a soul, you actually want to portray damage, this is an offense to the mountain god! Quickly lead the tribe to retreat! Otherwise, the disaster of the mountain **** will surely come to the world! And your soul will also die after death. Imprisoned in the **** stone!"

Hei Lang raised his brows and pursed his lips when he heard that the soul was imprisoned in the God Stone. He was shaken in his heart, but he couldn't open his mouth on the face, and he couldn't get off the tiger for a while. Mavic gritted his teeth and bowed his head in silence. Huitu's eyes gradually changed, and his body trembled.

The old priest watched the black wolf. He saw that the leader of the tribe on the opposite side had wavered, so he was ready to exert his strength one last time.

"Noble mountain god, please come again..."

The old priest chanted, raising his hands high and shaking his arms vigorously. The divine stone on his arm had cooled down, and began to shake again, and continued to "snap" and gather. Seeing that, two more strange stone **** appeared on the old priest's arm, summoning the mountain **** again. Once the mountain **** really descends, I don't know what will happen...

"Bless the lord god! Go to hell, evil priest of different gods!"

At this moment, Huitu suddenly shouted and rushed forward. He clenched the baton in his hand, and slashed horizontally from top to bottom. In the shocked eyes of everyone, he fell the old priest with a "dang".

"Ah!... how dare you..."

The old priest fell to the ground, crying out in pain. The sacrificial robe on his chest was chopped off, but it was blocked by a solid sacred stone, the blow was not fatal. He was about to reprimand angrily, but saw that the opponent turned the direction of the stick, and the horizontal slash turned into a vertical slash, coming towards his neck.

"No!..."

The battle stick was cut off, the neck was separated, the old head rolled down on the ground, and the blood spurted out stained the sacred stone red.

"Chi...chi..."

"ah?!"

Surprised low cries sounded in the field, and everyone looked at Huitu in awe. The two middle-aged priests roared angrily and threw the brazier over, but were dodged by Ash. Then, he rushed forward, with two deadly slashes, easily killing the priests. Several soldiers guarding the mountain turned red-eyed and rushed forward, but were quickly killed by Huitu's personal guards.

"...Puapu, you bastard!"

The black wolf was stunned, looking at the priests of the mountain who were killed on the ground, and cursed angrily.

"Leave one alive anyway!"

"Ah, the lord **** bless me! Pious disciple Puap, for your glory, eradicate the priests of the alien gods!

In front of everyone, Puap prayed devoutly for a moment. Then, he replied with a shy smile.

"Dear General Heilang, I'm not worried about them, what kind of mountain **** is really summoned?"

"...Well. You are devout and fearless!"

Hei Lang responded and lowered his eyes. The matter has come to this point, the priest of Shenshan will be killed if he is killed. It's just that the myth of the mountain **** lingers in my mind, making people uneasy. After thinking about it for a while, Hei Lang felt a little guilty again. There are too many myths left in his heart, and he can't really regard the main **** as the only one, and treat the evil **** 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 crowd with different expressions, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

That night, he witnessed the temple of the three gods being destroyed in the flames of the dead, and decades of belief collapsed at that time. He has betrayed the chief, old friends and relatives successively, and almost betrayed His Majesty, there is not much awe left in his heart.

"In front of everyone, kill a foreign priest with divine power...Only by seizing this opportunity and letting His Majesty know my piety, can I recover again..."

Huitu thought about it, and prayed again for a while. Then, he bent down, took more than a dozen sacred stones from the old priest, and dedicated them to the leader of the black wolf.

"Dear General Black Wolf, dedicated to you!"

Hei Lang nodded, took two gray-blue stones, and played with them curiously for a while. Then, he ordered the guards.

"Put away these sacred stones, they are all my spoils of war! Well, bring two pieces for His Highness. His Highness likes weird things the most..."

Everyone waited anxiously for a moment, but nothing happened. Perhaps, the mountain **** has not been summoned by the priest and is still in a deep sleep. The guards checked the corpses of the priests on the lower mountain, and searched the wooden houses of the priests. In addition to the many **** stones of various sizes, there are also pictures of priests, spices of tranquillity, herbs of hallucinations, and sulfur from the Stone of the Dead.

The southwest mountainous area is a geologically active area with many volcanoes. It is located on the boundary of the two major plates. There are many sulfur outputs and many metal deposits.

Afterwards, Hei Lang led the crowd up to the low mountain. On the top of the mountain, he saw a lot of scorched black after being struck by lightning, and an altar composed of several large sacred stones. He stood close and looked, only to find that there were many dark red blood stains on the altar, and there were piles of human sacrifice bones nearby.

"This is what you said?"

Hei Lang looked at his bodyguard Mavic. Fear and resentment appeared on Mavic's face.

"Exactly. Boss, I am here, and I was almost reduced to a sacrifice. This is the altar of the blood sacrifice of the evil god!"

"Um."

Hei Lang nodded, looking serious.

"Then tear it down! The biggest stone is just left for me to credit!"

Dozens of personal guards then worked together to dismantle the altar on the top of the mountain, and burned the remnants of the human sacrifice. The sun gradually slanted to the west, reflecting on the blue sacred stone, shining with a metallic luster. Hei Lang grinned, took out a solid bronze dagger, and began to carve words on the largest sacred stone.

"Black Wolf Toltek, set fire to Hand Snake City, defeat the Tekos, and record the merits on the mountain!"

Hei Lang wrote slowly and forcefully. This sacred stone is extremely hard, much harder to carve than ordinary rocks. It took Hei Lang a long time to finish carving these characters, and even the bronze dagger has a slightly curled edge. Then, he read it several times, and the word was crooked, and he always felt that it lacked flavor.

"Mavic, look at these words, are they all correct?"

"...Boss, how do I know these words!"

"Puap, what do you think?"

"Uh...that, I don't know all about it either. Dear General Heilang, why don't you draw a picture!"

"...good idea!"

Hearing this, Hei Lang's eyes lit up. His level of drawing is 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 villain with a bow and arrow in his hand, his head held high, and a bronze sword at his waist.

"Black Wolf Toltek..."

Hei Lang was concentrating on portraying, while talking excitedly to himself.

"Burning Hand Snake City..."

Below this line, there is a group of raging flames, wrapping a collapsed temple. In Alliance murals, a burning temple signifies conquest and the sublime glory of defeating an enemy.

"Destroy the Tekos..."

Hei Lang thought for a while, and first drew a fallen villain with an arrow stuck in his chest. Then, he looked at it for a moment and shook his head.

"No, one is too little."

Hei Lang gritted his teeth and drew another five villains in a row before stopping. The villain is armed with a baton, a spear, an axe, a dagger, and a bronze sword, which are the weapons that warriors always have.

"Remember the merits on the mountain of God!"

In the end, Hei Lang portrayed the adult who held his head up at the beginning again. This time, there was a mountain at the adults' feet, and thunder and lightning fell, concentrating on the sacred stone.

Even my hands were swollen from this busy work. Only then did Hei Lang stand up in satisfaction, looking at the engraving on the sacred stone.

"What do you think?"

"Boss, that's great! From now on, your meritorious deeds will remain on the sacred mountain forever with the sacred stone! Even if it has passed a hundred years, or even a thousand years, people will remember it!"

The personal guard Mavic looked at it and said with a joyful smile. He got his revenge, got rid of the shadow of his childhood, and his face was always full of joy.

Huitu Puap watched from the side, very envious. He also wanted to engrave a stele to record his achievements, but he had nothing to boast about. I can't write, "Huitu Puap was exiled here, killed a crumbling old priest, harvested a few rare sacred stones, and credited them on the sacred mountain..."

After thinking for a moment, Huitu sighed. He carefully looked at General Heilang's face, and suggested.

"...Respect General Black Wolf, this inscription can be added a little..."

"Um?"

"Add a sentence of 'Lord God's testimony' in front, and a sentence of 'Praise the King' at the end. Then, the year can be written at the bottom, so that people will remember it."

Hearing this, Hei Lang thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

"Good! Very good!"

After finishing speaking, he changed the dagger from the personal guard and continued to paint with his own hands.

"The Lord God testifies..."

The corresponding drawing is a giant hummingbird sun.

"Praise the King..."

Hei Lang drew a tall man with a gemstone scepter in his hand and a long feather crown on his head. Then, after thinking for a while, he drew a book in the adult's hand, "Ali Jing".

"Well, with a scepter in one hand and a scripture in one hand, it is exactly the image of His Highness."

Hei Lang looked at his own paintings~lightnovelpub.net~ and said that he was very satisfied with the abstraction and vividness. Then, he engraved the date on the lower right corner of the stele, and engraved the corresponding symbol.

"Sacred Calendar, 7 Rabbit Years (Tochtli), 13 Water Moons (Atl), 1 Crocodile Day (Cipactli)..."

The Sacred Calendar is the most important calendar for the Mexica, used to record time accurately. The sacred calendar has 260 days in a year, 20 months, and 13 days in each month. After matching with the 365-day solar calendar, a 52-year cycle is formed. 7 Rabbit Year 13 Water Moon 1 Crocodile Day, which is January 20, 1487.

Hei Lang looked at it for a moment, full of satisfaction. After a difficult self-study, he finally mastered the calendar and recorded the date, and was able to estimate the time of the war.

"It's only been a month since I went south to make a surprise attack, and I can achieve such a result! I, the black wolf Toltek, am truly a peerless commander! Haha!"

As the sun sets, the sky is full of red clouds. The glow of the setting sun shines on the sacred mountain and the sacred stone, and also reflects the faces of the people. Standing alone in front of the divine stone, Hei Lang raised his head and laughed. His silhouette stretched so long that he fell all the way to the bottom of the mountain.

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