The latest website: The ancient Great God of Fireworks Mountain, majestic on the seaside under the moonlight, gradually goes away to the south. Although this dead volcano has only erupted once in the distant myth of the seashore, it still has a sacred and special status in the hearts of the seaside people.

If we say that the seashore of thousands of miles is like a long water anaconda from west to east. The position of the tail of the snake is the ancient city of Feathered Serpent. The location of the snake head is the Holy City of Hidden Snake. And the Fireworks God Mountain, the slightly bulging neck pack behind the snake's head, also guards the most vital seven inches!

The god-descendant priests inherited in Hidden Snake City have long realized the importance of the location of this mountain to the safety of Hidden Snake Holy City. Therefore, the top of this extinct volcano not only has ancient altars and statues, but also dangerous stone villages and wooden barriers. And at the foot of this sacred mountain, there is also a shrine and water village like a stone castle. As for the farther west, Jihu City at the foot of the great lake and mountains has become the outermost guardian.

At the end of the last era, four or five hundred years ago, during the Great Cold Age, that is, during the Song and Song Dynasties of the Celestial Dynasty, the wilderness tribes moved south on a large scale, and once set off a wave of southward migration and invasion! This terrible wave of migration, accompanied by cruel cold waves and famine, defeated the Toltec Empire on the plateau, and the aftermath hit the seashore, forming the Nahua-Totonak tribes.

Year-round tribal fighting, waves of tribes migrating southward, endless blood and corpses, and eternal food shortages were the main theme of that era. And such a cruel wasteland impact finally stopped at the foot of the Great Fire Mountain and the edge of Jihu City, so that the local priests of Hidden Snake City still maintained the oldest Olmec inheritance.

Then, the weather in the wasteland warmed up, and the southward tide slowly stopped. The fighting and **** fire of the barbarian tribes gradually gave way to the intermarriage and missionary work of the various tribes, and finally the East and West Totonac tribes were truly formed. The Hidden Snake City retains the remnants of the Olmec civilization and incorporates some of the characteristics of the Toltec and Mayan civilizations, and has since become the only holy city in the east of the sea!

"In ancient mythology, Yanhuo Dashen Mountain was the place where the gods once stopped, and it has always blessed the seaside tribes. And the Hidden Snake City on the east side of Shenshan Mountain is the center of the gods' blessing, the last Olmec inheritance Or!... But, this storm has never happened before! I have come all the way from the west and witnessed all this with my own eyes! It is the end of the sun, the end of an era... In my opinion, it is Not even the sacred Great Mountain of Fireworks can protect them anymore..."

"The descendants of the gods in the Holy City of the Hidden Snake are proud and confident. They firmly believe in their identity as the descendants of the ancient gods, and they claim to be the successors of the Olmec gods! And the high priests here also think that the seaside The leaders of the ministries even look down on the ancient city of Feathered Serpent in the west, thinking that we are incompetent snake tails who succumbed to the Totonacs and Mexica... Haha! The snake head doesn't look down on the snake tail..."

On the galleon of the Mayans, Priest Papu looked at the distant holy mountain with a gloomy expression, expressing his emotion. He narrated the ancient myth, turned around again, and looked at Ti Kalo who was a little excited. Then, with a sincere smile on the face of Priest Papu, he stood side by side with the same sincere Mayan businessman, just like a close friend.

"Witness of... the main gods! Therefore, the descendants and priests in the Holy City of the Hidden Snake are the most traditional and stubborn. It is impossible for them to surrender to the Mexica Alliance on the plateau, and the autonomy they demand is impossible for His Highness the Death God Agreed! They ask a lot, even when they are at the gate of the city, they always have unrealistic myths and fantasies, and they can't let go of their revered status... But I am different from them!..."

"Yes! Dear Priest Papu! You are an anaconda on the seashore. Although you have no flying feathers, you are still a beast that can hunt! And the descendants of the gods in those city-states are just Chagar birds with empty feathers. Because of the beauty you once had... as long as you cross the narrow channel at the mouth of the lagoon, you can swim in the sea to your heart's content!"

"Haha! Good, very good! Lord God bless you! Ticaro, my ally! I just want to travel with you, to the vast East China Sea!"

"Yes! Yes! I think so too! Dear Priest Papu, you are my ally, the Lord God bless us!..."

The sky is getting dark, darkness covers the earth, and clouds cover the moonlight. On the coast, the tide gradually rose, swallowing the gray and dark sand. Two months ago, this was the cruel battlefield where water battles were fought. But at this moment, there are only a few broken copper and stone weapons left on the coast, buried in the sand, some will decay quickly, and some will never decay.

A Mayan galley was hidden in the offshore, and a war canoe quickly rowed to the shore, unloaded the two people on board, and left again.

"The lord **** bless! I finally stood on the land of the kingdom again!..."

Mayan trader Tikalo stepped onto the slippery sand, staggered, and was supported by the only remaining Mayan servant. He turned around, looked at the vast sea under the night, and vaguely saw a voice standing at the bow of the ship. The figure waved his hand, and then rowed the long boat again, gradually disappearing into the dark east...

But when he rubbed his eyes and looked carefully, there was only the rising and falling tide on the sea surface, and everything disappeared like a nightmare!

"Hahaha!...Hahaha!...Heavenly Snake God!...Ancestor!...Your descendants are back again!..."

Ticaro stood by the seaside, stared blankly for a moment, then suddenly raised his hands up, laughing and screaming like crazy. His laughter floated far away in the night sky, like the chirping of an old fox, desolate, shrill and hasty. After a while, he stopped laughing, knelt softly on the beach, pressed his forehead against the sand heavily, and printed a slender and perfect arc.

"Haha!...I'm back!..."

"Master?...Are you...going?"

The Mayan servant bowed his back, waited for a while, and then let out an uneasy cry.

Among the many captured Mayan caravans, he was the only one who survived. He was found by Priest Papu and handed over to the Mayan merchant Tikalo. The rest were either killed or sacrificed, or were sent to work in unknown places as craftsmen and serfs.

In such a chaotic world of chaos, even noble descendants of gods and priests would lose their heads and drop dust, let alone a humble mothman like him?

So, he didn't complain, and he didn't know what to complain about. He only knows that the only way to survive is to follow Master Ticaro to run again and earn back the caravan ship!

"Haha! Go! Go! Go now!"

The Mayan trader Tikalo laughed twice, wiping the tears that were streaming down his face. Afterwards, he looked around the dead coast~lightnovelpub.net~ and looked at the large fire on the south side. That was the location of Jihu City, and it was also where the black wolf Toltek camped.

"Witness of the Lord God! Light the torches! Light one more, light two!"

"ah?"

"I say, light the torches! Two!"

The Mayan merchant Tikalo smiled, stretched out his hand, and pointed to the faint fire in the forest. Those dimly moving spots of light are undoubtedly the bright sentinels of the kingdom's patrols.

"Lord God bless! Let us return to the kingdom openly, and let as many people see it as possible!"

"Ah? Yes!...Master!..."

Two torches flickered toward the firelight of the forest. Soon, more flames were attracted and surrounded. And after a moment of stagnation, a large group of flickering torches gathered together and flocked to the deep Jihu City behind the sky, just like walking into the lair of wolves.

(end of this chapter)