Chapter 616: Eastern Expedition Ceremony! The God King Sits High, Bloody Poetry!

The sea breeze blew over thousands of miles, from the heat of the seaside to the slight chill of the plateau, all the way to the lake capital in the Mexica Valley. Lake Texcoco flashed with bright waves, reflecting the white stone long embankment of Tenochtitlan, like a projection of the kingdom of God on earth!

The divine smoke lingered, bringing the fragrance of pine resin. In the kingdom of God, there are messengers of God, connecting heaven, earth and people. Soon, the shouts of hundreds of priests in the capital city were loud and clear, and the praises echoed in the lake and sky.

".Praise the Lord! He is the highest and the greatest, and he can do anything! He gives us sunshine and rain, good harvests and food, victory and glory, land and the future! Praise Him! The Lord loves us and protects the strong alliance, and we repay him with piety, sacrifice and blood!"

"Praise the Lord! Repay with piety, sacrifice and blood!"

Hundreds of thousands of people in the capital city prostrated themselves on the ground, praying to the sun enthusiastically, celebrating an unprecedented grand sacrifice! The boiling sound shook the fields, vibrated the lake, and even dispersed the clouds in the sky, shaking the waves on the water!

"The sun rises, and the Lord Huitzilopochtli ascends to the highest! The Supreme Lord blesses the alliance, and the war of gods in the east has once again won a perfect victory! The Lord swallowed the cloud snake in the mountain and the god of hunting! He holds a javelin in his hand, carries a bow and arrow, holds the power of war, conquers all directions, and is invincible!"

"Praise the Lord! Conquer all directions, and be invincible!"

The towering temple is reflected in the water, so clear and magnificent. The twelve priest elders stand on the top of the pyramid, holding the obsidian dagger for sacrifice. In front of the main temple, behind the elders, a new altar more than one meter high was built, with a golden throne.

At this moment, in the shining golden light, King Avit is sitting high on the throne, wearing gorgeous royal clothes and holding a yellow gemstone scepter. He is high above everyone, looking down at hundreds of thousands of ant-like people in the capital, tens of thousands of royal warriors, hundreds of thousands of lake nobles, and the twelve priest elders!

"The great King Avit is the incarnation of the sun god, leading the people of God! He conquered our old enemies, the Tlaxcalans in the east! He captured the descendants of the Cloud Snake and sent them to the altar of the temple!"

The high priest Ugel, wearing a crown and sacrificial robes, raised his hands and shouted to the pyramid under the Great Temple. Twelve priest elders and four hundred priests at all levels also shouted together, leading the 200,000 people in the lake!

"The great king, brave and good at fighting, won the war of gods twice, destroyed two parts of the world, and is a well-deserved king of gods! Let us pray for the king of the alliance and pray that he will lead us forever!"

Then, the high priest Ugel turned around and knelt down suddenly to the king on the throne in the eyes of hundreds of thousands of people.

"Praise the Lord God, praise the God King! Praise you, my supreme king, may you sit high on the throne and unify the four directions!"

"Praise the Lord God, praise the God King! Sit high on the throne and unify the four directions!"

Instantly, fanatical cheers rose from under the pyramid and merged into the sky! Even the birds in the sky were dizzy with the shouts and staggered away. The cheers were so boiling and so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, as if hundreds of thousands of worker bees, at the command of the queen bee, simultaneously issued a trembling wing sound!

"Haha! As sacred as I am, I stand high above all living beings and will surely unify the world!"

Seeing the kneeling high priest Uger and the surrendering twelve priest elders, Avit was extremely happy and laughed out loud. He led tens of thousands of royal troops and hurried back to the capital with a great victory. The most important purpose was to completely subdue the high priest group and become the only supreme in the alliance!

The immortal elder has fallen, and the high priest of the morning star, Shuter, went to the kingdom of God. The only one in the group of high priests now is the weak and mediocre high priest Uger. The king suppressed the situation, won over the high priests, and divided them. With the guarantee and promise of status, the surrender ceremony in today's high sacrifice finally took place! From today on, the divine power and the royal power are all under the God King!

Thinking of this, Avit trembled slightly, as if he had been electrified, feeling the extreme joy brought by power. He stood up suddenly, raised the scepter in his hand, and announced proudly to hundreds of thousands of people.

"The sun god is incarnated in me, and I am the entire alliance! The will of the Lord God is my will and your will! At this moment, the sun rises in the sky, and the Lord God is watching us! He can't wait, waiting for the soul to rise into the sky, waiting for the freshness to burn in the fire, waiting for the vitality to flow into the earth, and waiting to bless us with his own hands! Come! Sing and celebrate, pray to the sun, and the sacred great sacrifice begins!"

Hearing the king's announcement, High Priest Uger was stunned for a moment. He quickly reacted, raised the scepter, and followed the announcement.

".Praise the Lord God, praise the God King! The great sacrifice begins!"

Behind the high priest Ugel, the expressions of the priest elders changed. The elder of the sun god Tonatiuh, the elder of the war god Yazar, the elder of the main god Akap, and the three deputy chief priests looked at each other with flashing eyes. After a few breaths, the elder of the main god Akap was the first to raise the scepter, followed by the elder of the sun god Tonatiuh, and finally the elder of the war god Yazar. Then, the entire high priest group surrendered to the king at the head.

"Praise the Lord God, praise the God King! The gods won the war, and sacrificed the descendants of the gods of Tlaxcala!"

The shouts of the priests drifted all the way to the center of the temple area, the temple of the god of sin. The chief priest Yao Ke, wearing leather armor, a robe, holding a copper axe, led hundreds of temple warriors, and personally escorted the precious sacrifices of the descendants of the gods. Soon, the long line of Maya Blue sacrifices stretched all the way to the front of the Great Temple.

Hundreds of captives shouted, cried, hesitated, and even resisted, being escorted to the end of their fate! That was the top of the Great Temple, and the gray-black sacrificial stone had been dyed dark red by blood.

"Ah! Praise the powerful Lord God! Sacrifice, sacrifice!"

"Sacrifice the Tlaxcalans! Kill the old enemies of the Eastern Valley!"

"The king is invincible! God bless the alliance!"

"Haha! Exterminate the descendants of the gods of Tlaxcala and avenge the ancestors who died in battle!"

"Revenge! Sacrifice! Revenge, sacrifice! Roar! Roar! "

As the sacrificial team moved forward, the shouts of hundreds of thousands of Mexica people almost fell into madness. The nobles and warriors howled excitedly, like mad jaguars and mountain eagles.

The Tlaxcalans were the eastern enemies of the alliance! The two sides fought each other, and the brutal battle lasted for half a century! Tens of thousands of Mexica warriors died in the long battle. Thousands of Mexica nobles offered sacrifices in the temple of the Tlaxcalans! There was already an irreconcilable blood feud between the two sides. Now, the old enemies who have been fighting for half a century have finally decided the winner, and the blood feud of many years is about to be avenged. The alliance will, as the victor, destroy thousands of descendants of the old enemy in such a sacred sacrificial ceremony! .How can all this not make everyone crazy!

The long team of Maya Blue was escorted to the towering pyramid. The blazing sacred fire had already been lit in front of the great temple, emitting the unique aroma of sacred smoke. Avit was at the top, with the corners of his mouth raised, looking around. The twelve priest elders were divided into two teams, presiding over two groups of sacrifices at the same time.

"Huh! Being a high priest is really tiring! I have to announce loudly, preside over the knife, sign up for the message, and burn to worship the gods. Have pity on my old bones!"

However, the high priest Uger was slightly fat, with no obvious bones, but a lot of meat. He took a deep breath, moved his wrists a little, and began to wait for the first sacrifice.

In front of the Great Temple, there are 625 descendants of Tlaxcala to be sacrificed today. And such a huge sacrifice will last for ten days, sacrificing 6,250 descendants of gods! The number 625 comes from the 365-day solar calendar and the 260-day sacred calendar. It is a number that symbolizes both the sun and the sacred.

According to King Avit's original plan, this celebration of the construction of the Great Temple, the worship of elders and high priests, the victory of the Eastern Expedition and the autumn harvest, the unprecedented grand sacrifice, should have 36,500 sacrifices!

However, after the rare persuasion of his son-in-law, Shulot, and the chief intelligence officer, Guillem, Avit finally changed his mind. He placed 30,000 Tlaxcalan strong men in the military camp and handed them over to the priests and warriors for training. Then, after the training, these 30,000 men will become the followers of his son Chimalpilly the Younger.

As for the four or five thousand people who showed some resistance during the training, they were all picked out and thrown into the human sacrifice ball court in the capital. They will use ball skills or blood to please the people of the capital during the ten-day celebration!

"The descendant of the glue people, the state of Tlaxcala, the descendant of the tree snake god, Prince Omochi, is going to the kingdom of the sun god! His soul will meet his brothers who are going to the kingdom of God according to his own wishes and gain eternal peace!"

The high priest Uger sang loudly and threw the freshness in his hand into the holy fire. Black smoke rose, carrying the souls of the dead, and floated to the high sky. Then, Uger lowered his head and looked at the young descendant of the gods who stopped struggling on the sacrificial stone.

"What a young and strong body! What a young body!"

The high priest Uger paused and waved his hand slightly. Two temple guards immediately stepped forward and pushed the warm body off the edge of the great pyramid, leaving a bloody trail. And following closely, not far away, the chief priest Akap chanted almost the same.

"The descendant of the glue people, Tlaxcala, the descendant of the tree snake gods, Prince Tohno, goes to the kingdom of the sun god! His soul will meet his brothers who go to the kingdom of the gods according to his own wishes and gain eternal peace!"

In just a dozen breaths, another similar but younger corpse also rolled down from the tall pyramid. The two corpses overlapped in front of the statue of the moon goddess at the bottom of the tower. The two brothers reunited in this way, and their blood blended together. The bloodthirsty god of war in the sky then stretched out his blood-red long tongue for the first time to taste the deliciousness of the descendant of the gods.

"Sacrifice! Sacrifice! Sacrifice the prince of the Tlaxcala people! Praise the Lord!"

Blue rolled down, bright red flowed. Hysterical shouts rang out at the bottom of the pyramid temple, which were the excited shouts of the nobles and warriors. As the beginning of the great sacrifice, two descendants of gods with enough weight must always be brought out to please the gods and the people!

"The descendant of the glue man, Huesochinkobon, the descendant of the oak snake god, the city lord Hueso, is going to the kingdom of the sun god! His soul will float in the kingdom of the sky, meet his son who is going to the kingdom of the gods, and turn into a white snake!"

The high priest Ugel chanted again. Decades of experience in sacrifice have formed skilled muscle memory in his arms. He didn't need to think, cutting and scratching, all in one go, as precise as a skilled surgeon.

The chief priest elder Akapu is younger and always a little slower. The other group of main surgeons originally decided was the elder of the sun priest Tonatiuh. But King Avit intended to promote Akapu, and Elder Tonatiuh was happy to do less work, and there was no competition. So, it was not until a few breaths later that Akapu's clear chanting sounded on the pyramid.

"The descendant of the glue people, Wesochinkobang, the descendant of the oak snake god, Prince Weco, is going to the kingdom of the sun god! His soul will float in the kingdom of the sky, meet his father who is going to the kingdom of the god, and turn into a green snake!"

"Bang, bang!"

Two corpses of different ages and similar appearances rolled down one after another and landed not far in front of the Eagle Corps. The deputy leader of the Eagle Corps, Xiusoke, held the king's flag and stood in front of the warriors. At this moment, Stanley, the leader of the Eagle Corps, was in charge in the Oak City, and the Eagle Corps of the Alliance nominally respected Xiusoke.

The high priest went to the kingdom of God, and Xiusuke aged a lot overnight. His figure became thin again, gradually revealing the warrior's strength. Only the chest where the ribs had been broken still hurt from time to time.

The eagle enjoys wealth and wasted time in a cage. How could it be its true heart? Even his grandson Xiuhua was protected by the king tightly, and it was rare to see him once!

"Huh! The sky is full of blood and the capital is reflected. Thousands of corpses are used for spring plowing."

The corpses rolled down, and the blood was overlapping. Xiusuke looked at the large group of descendants of God who were sacrificed in front of him and hummed softly.

These remains after the sacrifice have lost the soul in their hearts and no longer have the divinity of the descendants of God. And their next destination is to be slightly disposed of and buried in thousands of acres of Qinanpa in the lake area as fertilizer for spring farming. This is a tradition that has lasted for decades in the alliance, and it is also the will of God after the priests have confirmed that the vitality in the corpses should be used to compensate for the consumption of the earth.

Then, Xiusuke's eyes condensed slightly. He recognized the identities of the two corpses, they were the mayor and prince of Oak City of Vesochinkobon! And these two people of high status were captured by Stanley, the leader of the Eagle Regiment, right in front of him!

All the captured descendants of the gods of Tlaxcala, no matter how prominent their status was, no matter how many lives they had controlled, had only the fate of being sacrificed in the grand ceremony of the alliance!

"The living were burned to ashes, and the temple rolled down the body of the descendants of the gods."

Amid the enthusiastic cheers of hundreds of thousands of people, Xiusoke held the royal flag and watched more and more corpses. The endless blood stretched out under the Great Pyramid, endless, as if to the end of the sky.

"Two hundred thousand people shouted together, calling for the Lord God to kill all around!"

Then, Xiusok turned slightly and looked at the Otomi envoy who bowed his head and said nothing, the extremely respectful Huastec envoy, the shocked and surprised Tekos envoy, the pale Mixtec envoy, the frowning Zapotec envoy, and the fearful Totonac envoy

Seeing this, Xiusok's face gradually raised a smile. The eagle in the cage was also happy. After the New Year, there will be one less envoy from all the tribes in the world! And this unified world will eventually be passed on in the hands of his descendants.

"The descendants of God will kill all the world and unify the world to the God King! My sons and grandsons will be the future God Kings!"

The blood was everywhere, and the cheers were not over. Xiusok's chanting gradually became low, and gradually no one could hear it. In a trance, he saw the figure of his father, walking towards him from the blood, and merged with him. But after a moment, Xiusok shook his head again and buried his father in his heart. He looked up at King Avit sitting on the golden throne at the top of the Great Temple Pyramid, and smiled and praised.

"Good poem, good poem! The God King conquers the world, and I write poems by following his heels. Let's see where this magnificent poem will go and who will get it!"