Chapter 578: Temple in the Clouds, Negotiations in the Wasteland

"Haha! The Rain God is dead, the Lord God is supreme! Respected Elder Viko, you are named after the sacred 'cloud', and you are the chief priest of the God Stone City, above all the elders. Now, you who are known for your piety, what do you think of this scene?"

The sacred cloud temple towers in the mountains. Andiwei, wearing the robes of the Lord God, stood in front of the window of the hall. He tilted his head slightly and looked at the low-key old man in a black robe beside him. His face was full of pride, and with an inexplicable pleasure, he spoke loudly in fluent Nahua language.

"My respected chief, all Mixtec captives must be brought to the Cloud Temple before heading north to see the Rain God priests going to the Kingdom of God and the chieftains and nobles who were sacrificed! They will take a good look at how the nobles who are like gods die humbly and rot like fruits! And the faith in their hearts will also die in front of the sacred temple like the dead nobles!"

"Haha, this is the suggestion I, the chief priest Andiwei, made to the Mexica commander. The wise and brave General Black Wolf also accepted it with appreciation!"

Hearing this, the chief priest Vic's eyes flickered. In his heart, there was a boiling fire burning, and he just wanted to burn the traitor in front of him to ashes. However, there was no dissatisfaction on his face, only a calm and indifferent smile.

"Andiwei, you are indeed the smartest priest elder in the Cloud Temple!"

Chief Vic said with a smile without any expression. He observed the barbarian warriors who howled like wolves and were fierce and wild, and his pupils shrank slightly. Then, he looked at the Mixtec tribesmen who were wailing and crying, and just lowered his eyes slightly.

After a while, Chief Vic looked at the Mexica warriors next to him, and then looked at the red-haired barbarian on the other side, and smiled friendly. Then, he deliberately used the divine words of the Mixtec priests and the gentle tone of the rain god messenger to speak kindly.

"Andiwei, you are the descendant of the Tiger Claw King and have sacred blood. Although you were coerced by the Mexica people to kill the priest elder Ita, you were forced to serve the other party, and you did some things you shouldn't do. But I know that you were forced to do all this. I came here and clearly saw that the sacred cloud temple had not suffered major damage."

"Huh?!"

Hearing this, Andiwei was a little surprised. He looked at the chief beside him and his tone changed.

"Respected Chief Priest, what do you mean?"

"Andy, this is your outstanding contribution! It is you who, with your pious heart to the Rain God, committed yourself to the brutal Mexica people and preserved the holy land of the people in the rain! The Rain God is your witness! You have such a contribution, which is enough to offset the mistakes of being lost, and even have indelible achievements! The elders of the God Stone City will forgive you and appreciate your contribution to the tribe. And your glorious father, grandfather, wife, daughter and family will be relieved and cry when they know what you have done!"

"Huh? I, I preserved the Temple in the Clouds and made great contributions?"

Hearing this, Andy Wei's expression froze and his pupils were a little scattered. This was a path he had never thought of, and he was a little confused for a while. Following the gentle words of Chief Wei Ke, he thought of his relatives in the God Stone City and the life of the descendants of the gods who were above people and respected by people before. The eyes of the young priest gradually softened a little. He lowered his head and murmured in the dialect of the Mixtec people.

"This, I have done so much, can I still turn back?"

"Of course I can! Andy, believe me. I am the master of the city-state, of course you can turn back!"

Chief Vicco smiled kindly, his tone was persuasive, but his words were firm. He carefully glanced at the nearest Mexica warriors, saw the puzzled expressions of the barbarians, and confirmed that the other party did not speak the same language, then smiled again.

"Andy, you know that although the Mexica people are powerful, they cannot capture the God Stone City. They are just a small army and will not stay here for too long. When they leave north, what will you do? Do you want to follow them, abandon your hometown and relatives, and go to the distant Aztec Alliance together? However, leaving the familiar land of the Rain God, as a surrendered foreign priest, what value do you have to the Aztecs?"

At this point, Vicco paused for a moment. Then, as if he suddenly realized something, he smiled and added.

"Oh, yes, you are still valuable! You still have the blood of the Tiger Claw King, and you are one of the noblest descendants of gods among the Mixtec tribes. The brutal Aztecs like to dig out the hearts of the descendants of gods and sacrifice them to their main gods!"

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Hearing this, Andiwei pursed his lips and said nothing. He was hit by the fear in his heart, his fingers trembled slightly, and even his face turned pale.

"Andi, as the chief of the God Stone City, I believe in you and your piety to the God of Rain. You still have a chance to return to the tribe where you were born and become a high priest elder again! But you have to believe me, do something for the gods who protect us and for your own future."

Chief Vico smiled kindly, like a kind old man. He spoke the difficult priest god words in a sleepy tone, and asked gently and boldly in front of the Mexica warriors.

"The Rain God witnessed everything, granting forgiveness and protection! Come, Andy, my child, tell me: Where is the Black Wolf Captain of the Mexica Legion now? How many troops does he have under his command? The resistance of the Tlaxcalans is still going on. This elite barbarian army will not stay here forever. How long will it take for them to evacuate?"

".I, this.I.He."

Andiwei looked out the window, his eyes gradually becoming confused. He didn't know what he was talking about, but under the guidance of the chief, he seemed to be asleep and answered in a low voice uncontrollably.

"Captain Black Wolf, he, he should be leading the legion a hundred miles to the south. I told him the locations of all the big tribes in the south of the valley. With his character, he will probably sweep them all away one by one."

Upon hearing Andiwei's answer, Chief Vico's eyes flashed with murderous intent. Then, the look on his face became more friendly and his smile became brighter.

The priests of various tribes in the north use various powerful potions, which can only confuse the mind in a crude way. The Mixtec tribes in the south have a long tradition. The priests can not only prepare potions, but also have the ability to induce through words. This is why their tone of voice is always gentle and friendly.

"Huh? What nonsense are these two guys talking about?"

Ozoma, the red monkey, squinted his eyes and looked at the two people at the window. Hearing the unintelligible words, his brows gradually furrowed. He had the keen intuition of a macaque. Looking at Chief Vico's smile and Andy Wei's empty eyes, he immediately sensed something was wrong. As a chief who grew up in the wilderness, he would take action immediately if he sensed something was wrong!

"Hey! You white-haired old fox, you are chattering here, what nonsense are you talking about!"

The red monkey Ozoma pulled out the short axe, turned the ax handle, and strode to Chief Vico's side. Then, under the unbelievable and shocked eyes of the chief old priest, he directly raised the ax handle, like swinging a strong short stick, and hit Wei Ke's forehead hard.

"boom!"

"ah!"

The stick fell and hit him square in the forehead. Chief Vico suddenly let out a scream and could no longer maintain his gentle expression. He stretched out his fingers tremblingly and cursed in clear Nahua language.

"You!. I am the chief priest of the rain god! You, you. How dare you offend the messenger of God!"

"boom!"

"Ah!. You, you vulgar savage, Chichimec!"

"boom!"

"Ah! You, you short-lived wasteland barbarian, a mutt who only knows your mother and not your father!"

"Bang!.Bang!"

"Ah! It hurts! Please, please, stop fighting!"

The red monkey Ozoma struck out five times in a row, knocking the distinguished chief priest Wei Ke directly to the ground. The old priest bent his waist, covered his head, and rolled on the ground in pain. He could no longer utter a word to confuse people.

"Haha! What a bullshit chief priest, he's just a white-furred fox who only knows how to talk! I thought he was so powerful that he couldn't even hold up my five sticks! Our priest in the wilderness can fight a coyote with his bare hands!"

Red monkey Ozoma looked disdainful. He stretched out one foot, stepped on the chief priest of Shenshi City, and shouted fiercely.

"You are the envoy of the Shenshi Tribe, and you are here to show your respect and surrender to Chief Black Wolf! What you should do is to bow your head obediently, offer tribute to the chief, and redeem some of your holy lands! You shouldn't ask, If you don’t change what you said, keep it in my stomach and don’t let out a single fart!”

"Ah! Yes, yes! Don't fight!"

"This. Respected chief priest, noble elder Wei Ke."

Andiwei stared at all this blankly, only to feel something in his mind shatter to pieces. However, the red monkey chief Ozoma did not give him any time to be in a daze. But a moment later, a loud slap fell on his face.

"Snapped!"

"Well!"

"Ha! You stupid bunting has a shrewd face for nothing! You are just like a turkey!"

The red monkey Ozoma grabbed Andiwei's main god's sacrificial robe, stretched out his rough palm, became angry, and slapped him twice again.

"You are so stupid and stupid! Think carefully about what you have done and how much blood you have on your hands! Since you want to be a wolf, don't look into the kennel half-heartedly. You have already tasted the fish and followed other The alpha wolf smells like the wilderness! How can a domestic kennel accommodate you? You know, if a wolf in the wild gets into the wrong den, it will only end up being swarmed and eaten! "

"This is me."

Hearing this, Andiwe finally came to his senses. At this moment, he was ashamed and ashamed, covering his red and swollen face, wishing he could crawl into the cracks in the ground. He always prided himself on being smart and looked down on the barbarians in the northern wilderness, but he didn't expect that here, he would be taught a good lesson by the leader of the barbarians. Then, he lowered his head and looked at the struggling chief priest Vika on the ground. He no longer had any respect, only complete hostility and hatred.

"Go! Let's have a good talk with this old fox! If you can't agree, use your fists."

Ozoma released his foot and inserted the ax back into his waist. He's not like the smart-aleck Andiwe. He has always kept in mind Chief Black Wolf's instructions and has not forgotten them at all.

"Tell this old fox! Shenshi City surrenders to the great chief, offers important hostages, worships the powerful God of War, and hands over enough food! None of these four conditions can be missing!"

"As long as these four points are achieved, the legion will go north and return the Holy Land to them, and the captured gods can also be returned to them! If they do not agree, the entire Tehuacan Valley will be burned to the ground! And all the captives will be returned to them! God descendants and nobles will be sent to the altar to sacrifice to the God of War!"

Then Ozoma puffed out his chest and roared his final words, deafening like thunder.

"This is the negotiation in the wasteland!"