Remember [New] in a second! "What? Let the leader of the priests, Patel, dance and congratulate the king and the generals in the tent?"

Hearing the king's words, there was a sudden silence in the big tent. The bright bonfire shone in the tent, illuminating the contours of everyone's faces and outlining their different expressions.

Avet looked at Cholula's priest leader with a half-smile. In the eyes of all the generals, some were surprised, some were joking, some were full of pride, and only a very few were looking at them plainly.

"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 fetish, and suppressing the violent emotions. He is the leader of the holy city and has sat on the throne for thirty years. For a long time, which city-state's god-born nobles, which tribe's priests and elders, didn't respect him respectfully, and dared not neglect him in the slightest? !

"Um?"

Avit 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 undisguised killing intent struck, and Patel trembled all over. He looked around, looked at the armored generals of the Mexica, at those burly figures, fierce and dangerous faces... At this moment, Patel felt like a fox alone among the jaguars, and felt that his hands and feet were small Trembling, chills down the spine.

"Dear King of Mexica..."

Petel pursed his lips, bowed his head to pay tribute to the king, and his thoughts raced.

"No, no matter what, I can't dance this dance. Once I dance, the name of the holy city of Cholula will be completely ruined!"

The chief priests were anxious. He racked his brains and began to procrastinate.

"...The old man is old and his legs and feet are inconvenient, so he can't..."

Avit 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 deeply, almost level with the ground.

"Last night, I suddenly dreamed of the God of War! He stands tall and towering, entrenched on the sacred Snake Mountain, passing down the will of the gods!"

"Um?"

Hearing this, Avit frowned. He stared at the aged priest leader, still clenched the long dagger that had not been unsheathed. All the generals in the tent opened their eyes wide with interest, looking at what the old priest could say.

"...The God of War is at the head of the gods, so glorious, it is really unforgettable..."

Petel got up a little bit, with memories on his face, as if he had seen the glory of the God of War in a dream. Calmly, he first acknowledged the status of God of War as the main god, and then continued to praise.

"The God of War told me that he had already predicted that His Majesty would capture the fortified Feathered Serpent City today! He blessed the Mexica chosen by God, and punished the lost Tlaxcalans... 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 violated!"

"Um..."

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, Patel hurried north from the Holy City, making a low-key detour all the way, hiding the truth from the Tlaxcala nobles along the way. Although the nobles of the states of Tlaxcala have always been very respectful to him and often offer offerings, but at this point when the overall situation is clear, those who should be discarded should be discarded decisively, and those that can be sold should be sold as soon as possible.

Afterwards, Petel raised his head and looked at King Avit respectfully. He had a sonorous voice and a practiced devotion on his face.

"Supreme king, you are the divine descendant chosen by the God of War, and the destined master of the world! The holy city of Cholula has received a divine revelation and recognizes you as the sacred in the world. All priests and elders are willing to spread the word to the world!  … I would also like to do my best to persuade the lost Tlaxcala tribes for you, so that they all obey the sacred!..."

"Oh? Chosen by the **** of war, the lord of the world? Spread the prestige and admonish the ministries?..."

Avit narrowed his eyes again, thinking about the words of the leader of the holy city, the cold killing intent gradually disappeared. After a while, he suddenly smiled, looked at Petel's neck, and said meaningfully.

"Peter priest leader, the turquoise necklace on your neck seems to be divine, and it looks familiar to me."

"ah..."

Petel was slightly taken aback, trembling in his heart.

In the mythology that has been passed down for two thousand years in Central America, turquoise symbolizes wisdom and eternal life. It 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 Wise Men's Ring of Eternal Life", is the most precious fetish in the holy city of Cholula, which has been passed down from the ancient Toltec Empire to this day!

"...Supreme King of Mexica, you are the god-king chosen by the gods, so you should wear the most precious fetish and inherit the oldest divinity!"

Seeing Avit's narrowed eyes, Petel secretly became ruthless. Gritting his teeth, he carefully took off the necklace around his neck.

"This string of turquoise necklaces, called the 'Wise Men's Ring of Eternal Life', is a treasure that has been handed down to the world since the Toltec era! It consists of 20 turquoises the size of pigeon eggs. Each turquoise is extremely hard. The best, smooth and delicate, showing the pure blue of the sky, symbolizing the blessings of the gods in the Kingdom of God!"

The fire light is bright, falling on the pure turquoise necklace, revealing the natural outline of shallow lines, shining with a round and bright luster!

Seeing this, the Mexica generals in the tent all showed surprise. They are all born in honorable nobles, so they naturally know that this level of turquoise is of such high quality that it is rare in the world! Even the gems in the lake with stable quality are two grades worse than it. And a beautiful gem like this must be a fetish inherited from various states, and it will never appear in the market!

"The Supreme King, the 'Ring of Eternal Life of the Wise Men', was made by the high priest of the Toltecs after being inspired by the gods five hundred years ago. Afterwards, it was worn on the necks of the chief priests of the Holy City for generations. It has been passed down for nearly five hundred years! The necklace contains immortal divinity, and is also full of blessings from the gods..."

Speaking of this, the priest leader Petel looked around the crowd with a holy face. Then, he took two steps forward, came to King Avit, knelt down on one knee slowly, held up the necklace with both hands, and sang like a god.

"God-King destined to conquer the world! You are the descendant of the Toltecs, and you have the most noble bloodline! ... Please wear this string of precious fetishes and pass on the legacy of the Toltecs." The glory of the Erteks, the immortal ruler of the world!"

"Hmm... the ring of eternal life of the wise man, the Toltec fetish... the **** king who conquers the world..."

Looking at the chief priest kneeling in front of him, Avit's mouth gradually burst into a smile. Although the Mexica claim to be descendants of the Toltecs, everyone knows the origin of the tribe. And such a long-inherited fetish can support the theory of the alliance ruling the world.

"Haha! Chief Priest Patel, you are such a wonderful person!"

After a while, Avit laughed, looking extremely happy. The atmosphere in the tent suddenly became relaxed. All the generals also laughed. Then, the king stretched out his hand, took the priceless turquoise necklace, played with it a few times, and threw it casually by the seat.

"In that case, sit beside me and watch the generals dance!"

"call..."

The leader of the priests, Patel, took a long breath, looked at the turquoise necklace distressedly, then lowered his head, and carefully sat down beside the king. Pressing the sacrificial robe against his back, he felt a burst of heat and humidity, and then suddenly realized that his body was already drenched in sweat!