Arrows are shot, spears are stabbed, and clubs are handed over. Four thousand imperial guards surrounded and closed, more than five hundred tribal warriors changed their flags on the spot, and most of the Totonac navy collapsed and surrendered in shock and despair! And those small squad of warriors who were stubborn and desperately resisted were like blood drops falling in the sea, only splashing circles of blood before disappearing without a trace.

"Pap! You have betrayed the gods and ancestors! Ah! You are doomed to fall into the deep sea, and your soul will be sucked into the abyss!  …Uh! Hoho! …

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