Chapter 1276: Wings Have Grown, and It Is Difficult to Shake

Chapter 1276 The wings are already formed, no matter how hard they are to shake...

"May the Lord God of Battle bless you, may the God-King of the Sun rule, and may the prophets of divine enlightenment guide you... Let us destroy the Mixtecs and win the Southern War of Gods!..."

"Praise the Lord God, the God King and the Prophet! Please let me return to my hometown alive and bring back rich trophies... Please let my son grow up smoothly and become a strong jaguar warrior!..."

"Blessings from the Lord God! The King of Gods illuminates the darkness, and the prophet drives away death... Please prevent diseases from coming during the rainy season, and prevent the grains from becoming moldy. Please keep my body strong and not be chosen by the God of Death!..."

"Praise the prophet who foresaw everything...please give me a sign of enlightenment...When will I die? Where should I choose my tomb? What sacrifices should I place, what kind of gods should I worship, which slaves should be buried...so that the soul can Resurrect in the Kingdom of God and enjoy a beautiful eternity!…"

"Huh? Where did the prayers come from?..."

Low sounds of prayer floated from the altar in the mountain, lingering not only in the priest's tent high up, but also in the tent of the nearby god king. God King Avit walked out of the tent, followed the direction of the sound, looked at the altar on the hill, and frowned slightly.

"Hmm...this is?...these warriors and nobles?..."

Avitt listened intently for a moment, and the expression on his face obviously changed. He looked solemnly, looked at the accompanying chief intelligence officer, "Shadow Dagger" Cheva Mitel, and spoke in a low voice.

"Shadow Dagger, is today a special day?..."

"Your Majesty the King of Gods, today is the 7th Wind Day (Ehecatl) of Cozcacuauhtli, which is the day of change when death and rebirth coexist. By praying today, you can change your destiny, escape from hardship and disaster, the elderly seek death, and the children continue to live. vitality…"

"Oh! 1 Vulture Moon, 7 Wind Days, and 1 House Year (May 29, 1493)... It is indeed an auspicious day when death and rebirth coexist, just like the Vulture Day of the Wind Moon. No wonder there are prayers..."

Avitt suddenly understood. The vulture symbolizes death and the divinity of Death. The wind symbolizes vitality, and according to old tradition, it has the divinity of the feathered serpent. Life and death coexist, this is indeed a very special auspicious day, and it is the first house year (Calli) in the 52nd year of reincarnation, which is very suitable for prayer.

Mexica people are devout believers in gods, respect divine omens, and do divination like the Yin Shang Dynasty. If he hadn't led his army on an expedition to besiege the Mixtec ancestral land, Avitt would have gone to the great temple in the capital to pray to the ancestral gods. At this moment, in the lake capital in the north, there is probably a scene of fervent prayer. I just don’t know who the people in the capital are praying to...

"Prayers of prayer...Lord God, God-King, and Prophet...Huh? Prophet?..."

Avitt's expression flashed and he was silent for a long time. The so-called "prophet" is naturally the "Death Wolf Father" who has been enlightened by the gods and whose predictions have been verified, and the newly promoted priest elder Shulot.

Two months ago, when the news of the appearance of the white-skinned demon finally reached the Southern Expeditionary Army, even if Avitt deliberately suppressed it... this shocking news still greatly shocked the entire alliance and shocked the hearts of the nobles and warriors!

"O Lord God! How can a prophet who can receive divine revelation and predict the future be not a priest and elder? How can the divinity of prophecy be neglected and let the high priests be doubted?..."

Avit had to build a shrine, personally hold a grand canonization ceremony, and promote Shulot to the "priest elder" of the alliance, thereby incorporating this "prophetic divinity" into the alliance's theocratic system.

By this time, it was no longer the identity of the "priest elder" who bestowed Shulot with divine power. Instead, it was Shulot's divinity in this world that added glory to the high priest group.

As for the consecrated Shulot, he was extremely humble and respected the God King. He was also very respectful to Akap, who represented the high priest group. He did not seem to be arrogant at all based on the prophecy...

"However, the prophecy that no one believed a few years ago actually came true!... This is a 'white-skinned evil demon' that has never been seen in the inheritance. It is a great change that has never happened in an era!... I'm afraid it will be the end of the era. It’s really coming…”

Since then, many nobles in the alliance looked at Shulot differently than before. They dare not look directly into Shulot's eyes, for fear that this living "prophet" will see into their hearts through his eyes. The nobles were talking and thinking in private. From the vision of Shulot's birth, Su Hui as a child, the divine revelation as a boy, to the precise predictions made a few years ago, the more we talk about it, the more mysterious it becomes...

The more the royal family and nobles knew the inside story and knew that everything was true, the more they became awe and fearful, and even a little cautious.

"This is divinity! A real divinity! A divinity that is more real and powerful than all the high priests and great Tratoanis of the past!..."

"O Lord God! Will there be a real prophet coming at the end of this era?..."

The nobles' hearts changed, but considering the God-King in front of them and the dispute over royal power, they were somewhat restrained. But as the news spread, the middle and lower class warriors no longer had so many thoughts and scruples. They don't know that much... They not only recognize the immortality inherited by the God King, but also recognize the miraculousness predicted by the prophet!

Whenever Shulot held a ceremony, the shouts of the warriors shook the sky, and the war dances were particularly passionate and powerful, which shocked the Mixtec nobles in Yunshan City. It can be said that the ceremony hosted by Shulot can boost the morale of the besieging army as much as the entire high priest group's presence in person! …

“.Pray to the prophet…the divine prophet…”

Avit stared silently for a while, looking at those devoutly prostrated figures, his voice was a little faint.

"Shadow Dagger, there seem to be a few city-state nobles among those people?..."

"Yes! Your Majesty the God King... well... there are three military nobles from Jinshan City, two military nobles from Sourwood City... the last older noble should be the hereditary noble of Reed City, Luzhu..."

"Hmm? Does this Luzhu have a family relationship with the honor noble of Reed City, the chief of the Reed Clan, Sintel?"

"Your Majesty! The honor nobles of each state have branched out and intermarried with the local hereditary nobles for generations, so there must be a marriage relationship... But the noble Luzhu is very old and was not included in the scope of conscription. He took hundreds of private soldiers and warriors and took the initiative to participate in the Southern Expedition of Gods, just to go to the Kingdom of God after his death... His prayer today should be just to pray to God..."

"Hmm... the dying old noble wants to go to the Kingdom of God... just pray to God... pure worship... pure, heartfelt prayer to the 'prophet'..."

Avit fell silent again. It seems that this "simple" answer makes his heart surge and shake more than collusion with ulterior motives or any far-reaching plots!

He focused on the people kneeling and praying. These devout warriors and even nobles came from remote city-states that had nothing to do with each other, but they had the same object of prayer. The small nobles of these city-states did not have the keen perception of politics like the nobles of the capital and the royal nobles. Therefore, what they did at this moment was just respect from the heart!

"It's just respect from the heart... respect for me and Shulot... no, maybe more respect..."

After a while, Avite sighed quietly. You know, the last person who ignored the factions of various states, ignored the nobles and warriors, and made everyone truly respect and respect from the heart... was not his two elder brothers, not the two priest leaders of the alliance, but the 92-year-old elder, his great-uncle whom he respected all his life, Trakaeler!

"Granduncle! You must be in the Kingdom of God, watching everything in front of you, right?... If he hadn't fallen midway... he would have become the new immortal sun of the alliance... His future would be brighter than mine... much brighter!..."

At this moment, Avite felt mixed emotions, and it was difficult to express the contradictions in his heart. Perhaps, his feelings at this moment were like the helpless sigh that Liu Bang made when he saw the white-haired Four Elders of Shangshan surrounding the Crown Prince Liu Ying more than a thousand years ago.

"With the help of the four men, the wings have grown and it is difficult to move..."

"The eagle has grown its wings and is firmly perched on the sacred tree... If you want to change it again, you have to cut down the royal sacred tree, causing chaos in the world and even within the royal family, shaking the foundation of the entire alliance...More importantly, people's hearts have quietly changed, and I no longer have absolute confidence to deal with the subsequent drastic changes! Because a dead prophet will become the most perfect symbol of divinity, uniting all nobles who are dissatisfied with the centralization of power and inciting all warriors whose faith is shaken..."

"The white-skinned demon appears, and the end of the era has come... The new solar era has begun... The future of the alliance, the inheritance of the two suns, I need to be brighter for a while! Brighter!"