Remember [New] in a second! The cold wind in the morning blows down from the high zenith and blows over the bonfire that is about to be extinguished, bringing a little chill. Under the zenith, beside the bonfire, are two descendants of gods, one old and one strong, sitting opposite each other.

"Supreme King of Mexica, please, like an obsidian mirror, reflect the goodwill of the holy city of Cholula."

The chief priest Patel bowed to the ground sincerely with a smile on his face.

"The holy city of Cholula has never been at war with the mighty Mexica Alliance, so how can it surrender?"

"Huh? Never been an enemy?"

Hearing such brazen remarks, Avet couldn't help laughing at this time even though he had experienced a lot of practice.

"Cholula sent warriors to join the Tlaxcalans, and sent envoys to gather all the ministries in the world to fight against the alliance... After all this, isn't it called an enemy?"

"Your Majesty the King, please be clear."

Petel replied with a smile.

"The priests in the holy city of Cholulane are all descendants of the noble Toltec gods. The tribal warriors who participated in the war are barbaric Tlaxcala. They obey the orders of Tlaxcala in the state. Nobles do not obey the will of the Holy City. The messengers of the Holy City to all parts of the world just let them come to the Holy City, and did not let them fight the Alliance... The Holy City only respects and respects the Alliance, and has nothing to do with it The heart of the enemy!"

"Oh? Don't you have the slightest intention of being an enemy?...Haha!"

Avit laughed out loud, too lazy to argue with his tongue. The mighty jaguar dominates the jungle, and never wins with words. Full of killing intent, he stretched out his scepter, focused heavily on Petar's heart, and shouted coldly and harshly.

"At this moment, Shensuo Pass and Feather Snake City have all fallen, and the hinterland of the Tlaxcalans has been opened! The 100,000 troops on the North Union Road are about to go south! And the 80,000 troops on the South Road will all go north! The 200,000 troops on the North and South Roads , we will meet in Cholula City and hold a grand sacrificial ceremony!...Since the priest families are the noble descendants of the gods in the city, then use your hearts to offer sacrifices to the lofty Lord God!"

"Ah!...The supreme king of Mexica, please rest your anger..."

Patel's face was pale, and he bowed his head deeply, pleading with the majestic king above him. Even though he knew that this should be a threat from the other party, he was still trembling all over. Because the barbaric Aztecs are fully capable of capturing the holy city, and they also have the habit of making sacrifices. And the intimidation that can be done is the true majesty!

"You are the lord of the world and the suzerain of... the holy city of Cholula!"

Pettle paused, and spoke with difficulty. In fact, when he came here, he had no intention of surrendering and allegiance, but only wanted to reach a semi-subordinate covenant. But the situation changed too fast. The people of Tlaxcala only resisted for less than half a year before losing the important town in the north and south. Even if all the ministries of the world are united, I am afraid they cannot save...

"The holy city of Cholula is willing to surrender to you and join the great Mexica alliance. All priest families are willing to do their best to contribute to your great cause of conquering the world and the power of the gods!"

"Ha! The gift of the gods? The power of the gift of the gods has long been mastered by the Mexica!"

Avit stood up, condescending, and looked down at the elderly priest leader.

"The alliance has its own gods, the lofty holy city of the Teotihuacan era, the high priests of the twelve priests and elders, and the thunder and flames bestowed by the Lord God! Why should I accept the city of Cholula and a group of rotten people? Old Toltec remnants!"

Avit has summoned Acap many times, and he has a clear understanding of the extravagant and decadent virtues of Cholula and the elders. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't like this group of theocratic leaders who only fooled people's hearts and had no power to restrain chickens.

"Corrupt old, Toltec remnants..."

Hearing this, Petel felt a pain in his heart, as if a wound had been opened. The so-called holy city of Cholula, and the so-called priestly family, aren't they just a group of remnants who survived by virtue of the glory of their ancestors after the collapse of the Toltec Empire? ...After a few breaths, he gritted his teeth, calmed down, and responded calmly.

"Yes, the supreme king of Mexica! We are just a group of corrupt and old Toltec remnants. But compared to the corrupt, old and extravagant chief priest, you are more important than the decisive and ruthless high priest who is determined to reform. Which one do you like?"

Petel knelt on the ground and looked up. He looked at Avit's eyes that changed suddenly, and smiled like an old fox.

"The supreme king of gods! The priests of Cholula are willing to serve you as Lord. What we ask for is nothing more than divine smoke and herbs, fancy clothes and gourmet food, beautiful girls, and a high position in the world to enjoy luxury!  …And High Priest of the Alliance, what do you want?..."

"The high priest is frugal and simple, he doesn't like pleasure, he doesn't like extravagance, he is busy day and night in the great temple, and he is in charge of the divine power of the Mexica. He is famous and strong-willed, and he can decide the life and death of thousands of people with one word. Let Tracopan Dozens of extinct nobles...Even as far away as Cholula, I know that the Mexica respect and obey him! Compared with you, the Mexica adore him. How much? And the authority held by the priests will only accumulate over time, becoming more and more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people..."

Avit narrowed his eyes, clenched the scepter in his hand, showing a fierce killing intent. And at some point, Chief Intelligence Officer Gilliam also quietly pulled out the obsidian dagger, and silently came behind Petel.

The leader of the priests felt a shudder down his spine, but he didn't seem to notice it. He just smiled, stared into the king's eyes like a cunning old fox, and continued to preach.

"...It is said that whenever the sun rises and sets, thunderous prayers rise from the capital city in the lake! The people of the capital reverently praise the Lord God, and also sing praises to the high priest! And the grandson of the high priest, But your son-in-law, the well-known heir to the alliance!... Now, the immortal elder is still alive, and can suppress everything in the Mexica alliance and prevent it from being turned upside down. If the elder Mexica dies, then the high priest will Authority, plus the Legion of the Kingdom of the Lake..."

"The supreme **** king! How can the king ignore those threats that are close at hand? Once the elders of Mexican go to the kingdom of God, as long as an accident, a glass of poisoned wine, and a dagger happen to you... .The kingship of the Mexica people will be passed down firmly. And the divine power and the kingship are one, falling on..."

"shut up!"

Avet's color changed suddenly. He raised his foot, kicked Petel to the ground with a sudden force.

"Damn it, you dare to split the alliance! I will personally sacrifice you to the Lord God!"

"Cough cough cough!..."

Petel was kicked two meters and fell to the ground, unable to get up for a long time. However, when he saw the king's anger, he smiled more respectfully and sincerely.

"Your Majesty, please calm down..."

At some point, Gilliam had put away the dagger. He saluted solemnly and said nothing. The king raised his eyebrows and fell into deep thought.

The leader of the priests, Patel, got up and knelt down respectfully on the ground again, facing the pensive king, also without saying a word.

"call..."

After a long time, Avit lowered his eyes and calmed down his anger. He gave Petel a cold look, turned around and sat down cross-legged.

"Peter, you confused old fox! If you want to keep your power, keep the priests of Cholula... These few words alone are not enough!"

"Ah, the supreme king of gods! Even my cloudy old eyes can clearly see that you are destined to conquer all tribes and rule the world!"

Patel was respectful, saluted again, and offered a few words of sincere flattery. Afterwards, he smiled and spoke, confident in his heart.

"In the eyes of the priests of the holy city of Cholula, you are the king of gods, not only ruling the world, but also the kingdom of God! The priests of Cholula are willing to announce to the world, hold sacred ceremonies, and pay homage to you. Allegiance to the God King!"

Avit listened calmly without saying a word. However, he shook the topaz scepter in his hand again, and felt the divine power that had been passed down among the tribes.

"In the world of Navaism, there are two divisions of divinity. One half is in the place where the gods left, the holy city of Teotihuacan; the other half is in the place where the gods return, the holy city of Cholula...Mexica If the alliance has both, it will be blessed by the gods and destined to rule the world!...And if the divine power is divided into two, and there are two major priesthoods, the one who stands tall is naturally the supreme **** king!"

Valley Bay "Huh?..."

Avit lowered his eyes, clenched his staff tightly, without any waves on his face.

Gilliam's expression flickered. He has followed the king for many years, and he saw the king's intentions, but he still hesitated. The chief intelligence officer pondered for a moment, judged the pros and cons of the meeting, and bowed solemnly, asking Petel.

"Chief Patel, in your opinion, if the teachings of the priesthood are different from the king's decree, how should you explain it?"

Hearing this, Patel was refreshed. At this juncture, with the help of the king's cronies, it seems that the big thing is done! With a solemn expression, he replied respectfully.

"The two holy cities are under the rule of the God King; the two priests should also be loyal to the God King! If the priests and the king's decree are different, they must respect the God King, and let the priests reflect on their mistakes! .. .The holy city of Cholula, the supreme king of Mexica, is the suzerain in charge of all powers!"

For hundreds of years, although the priesthood of Cholula had a high status and controlled the holy land in the east, they only controlled one place. And if it can be accepted by the Mexica Alliance, with the alliance army, conquer all the ministries all the way, and even have an equal share with the high priests...

That scene, just thinking about it, made Patel extremely excited! Compared with this bright future, what is the current humiliation!

"call!..."

After a while, Avit took a long breath. He stared at Petel blankly for a while, and said lightly.

"The holy city of Cholula has been passed down for hundreds of years, with the magnificent Great Pyramid of Cholula, and the "artificial mountain" Trachvaltpetl!... There is the legacy of the Lord God there, I am blessed by God, and I do not want to Destroy it with your own hands."

Hearing this, Petel was ecstatic in his heart. He took off his feather crown, lowered his white-haired head, and bowed humbly.

"Cholula priest leader, Toltec remnant, god-born Patel, pay homage to the supreme god-king!"

"Um!"

Avit finally nodded. He stared at the old fox in front of him, and asked word by word.

"Cholula City, hold a surrender ceremony and tell all the ministries of the world?"

This is what it should mean. Petel smiled and nodded heavily.

"Can!"

"Hand over all the Tlaxcala gods and nobles, and call on the Tlaxcalans to surrender?"

"Can!"

Petel nodded again. The Tlaxcalans are doomed, and if they sell it, they will sell it.

"Worshiping the Lord God?"

"...Can!"

Petel hesitated for a while, but nodded in agreement. The belief of the Mexica people gradually moved closer to a single god. In order to join the alliance, the city of Cholula could only promise to honor the Lord God. However, monotheistic reforms are not necessarily a bad thing. At least the power of the Mexica priests is obviously much stronger.

"Cholula, hand over half of the state land and half of the villages."

Avit stared at Petel with a stern expression. He did not use questions, but a declarative tone, promulgating a royal decree that cannot be violated.

"Ah? This, this... yes!"

Seeing the king's expressionless eyes, Pattle paused twice, nodding bitterly.

"Supreme King of God, the holy city of Cholula has agreed to all your requests. I don't know if?..."

"Well, there is one last condition for the alliance to accept Cholula."

Avit smiled and straightened up. He looked at Petel's expression of hidden joy, and his murderous intention was brewing in his heart.

"Peter, like the Alliance, Cholula City also has twelve priests and elders?"

"Yes! Twelve is a lofty and sacred number. The Cholula priesthood is also the twelve elders."

Petel was a little puzzled, wondering why the king would ask this.

"Well! The city of Cholula hinders the alliance's eastward march and offends the majesty of the Lord God."

With a calm expression and no ups and downs in his voice, Avet opened his mouth to judge ~lightnovelpub.net~ Then hand over the two priests and elders and sacrifice to the main god! "

"ah!"

A bone-chilling chill surged into his heart, like a glacier on a sacred mountain, which shocked Petel, showing panic for the first time.

"Sacrifice...sacrifice to the honorable priests and elders?"

"Why, you don't want to?"

Avit smiled lightly, the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Or, do you want to replace the other elders to meet the Lord God?"

"Ah, no...no..."

Petel fell on the ground, shaking his head again and again. No matter how cunning a fox is, in the face of a ruthless jaguar, he has no choice but to bow his head and surrender! After a while, he answered with difficulty.

"Sacrificing to the priests and elders... Yes!"

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