Chapter 659 The Second Kingdom Exploration, Who Are You?

The god lowered his red eyes and stared at the blood-stained earth. The brutal battle finally ended, and the chasing Puton warriors returned carrying their heads. The corpses of more than three hundred Xiwu warriors were lying everywhere, stretching all the way to the south. The warriors of the kingdom raised their weapons and cheered. They smiled and prayed, celebrating a great victory after a bloody battle!

"Praise the supreme Lord God! We fight for God, die for God, and win the victory given by the God of War!"

After praying, the kingdom's warriors lowered their heads and began to count the casualties of the fleet, rescue their own wounded, and then sacrifice the enemy's prisoners. This short but fierce battle took away more than ten Prepecha warriors, more than ten Silver Crow warriors, and more than thirty Puton warriors. A rough calculation shows that in just a quarter of an hour of fighting, more than sixty people were killed!

In the land of Maya, far away from the alliance, facing such casualties, the warriors of the kingdom will never show mercy and let any captured enemy go.

"Haha! Blessed by the Lord God! This is the leader of the Mayan gods! I, Puap, broke into hundreds of Mayan warriors and personally cut off his head!"

Puap was beaming and shouted loudly. He was covered in blood, wearing red-stained bronze armor, holding high the head of Prince Xiutul, and was showing off his military exploits in front of the warrior formation!

"God bless you! Captain Puap, you have led the charge several times. You are so brave, as if you were possessed by a black wolf general!"

The warriors of the kingdom clapped their chests and greeted the captain respectfully. The most important warrior in the kingdom, Captain Puap's heroic performance today really impressed all the warriors. Even the silver crow warrior Osprey and the short spear warrior Mokai are convinced by him!

"Haha! You did a good job! As soon as we get back to the ship, I will give each of you a bag of gems! When the fleet returns to the kingdom, Your Highness will be rewarded heavily!"

"Praise the Lord God! Praise His Highness! Praise the captain!"

The warriors of the kingdom praised and shouted excitedly. Only the main priest, Tomat, solemnly presided over the simple post-war prayers.

".Bless the Lord God! Praise Him, grant us victory in the battle!"

Then, without saying a word, Priest Tomat stood in front of the small temple pyramid, staring at the "allies" approaching at the edge of the southeastern jungle.

The Maya tribe that appeared in the southeast, with the cooperation of the fleet tribe warriors, had defeated the Xiwu warriors in the rear group. They divided themselves into more than a hundred people and searched the corpses of the Xiwu warriors. Whether they were damaged wooden armor or broken stone spears, they all collected them without even wanting to throw them away. And if they encounter a dying Xiwu warrior, they will show no mercy and slit his throat directly, leaving no one alive!

At this moment, under the leadership of a dozen noble warriors, the remaining two hundred tribal warriors were walking quickly towards the kingdom's team. Most of these tribal warriors were bare-chested and armed with simple stone spears. The leading noble warriors only had two pieces of rough wooden armor on the front and back, and wore shabby battle clothes with "big" snake patterns. Compared with the warriors of the Xiwu family, this equipment is simply pitiful!

"What? Where did these Mayans in the jungle come from? They are all like featherless turkeys."

Chihuaco, an old militiaman wearing leather armor and holding a spear, stood beside Priest Tomat and looked at the approaching Maya tribe. Soon, under the last light of the setting sun, he saw the familiar family pattern on the opponent's uniform at a glance, and his brows suddenly furrowed.

"Hey! This is it?"

"Yeah. Exactly!"

Priest Tomat nodded, pointed at the Mayan warrior who was approaching, and then pointed at the Mayan businessman Tikalo who was a dozen steps away, remaining silent.

Ti Carlo was wearing a robe with the same family pattern. At this moment, he was slumped on the ground, his clothes were torn, his face was in a mess, blood was still oozing from the wound on his arm, and no one was bandaging him. He pursed his lips, with a smile on his lips, and sat quietly, watching the Mayan warriors approaching, looking like a fallen sage or a down-and-out elder.

More than two hundred Mayan warriors stood dozens of steps away and did not get closer. Puap led a large group of warriors, wearing armor and carrying soldiers, to confront the "ally" just now vigilantly.

Then, a young Mayan deity with long snake hair and tattooed face and nose strode out of the crowd. He came to Ti Carlo and took advantage of the remaining light of the evening to carefully look at Ti Carlo's smiling face. After a few breaths, the young Mayan descendant showed excitement and joy. He bared his divine teeth encrusted with gems and shouted in the ancient Mayapan language at Tikalo on the ground.

"Uncle Tikallo! You are back!"

"Tiakin, my nephew, the last sun of Mayapan, you have grown up!"

Ti Carlo smiled, very happily. In the Mayan language, "Ah Kin" means the most noble sun. He sat on the ground, looked at his nephew's respected and mature face of the god, and looked at the tattered and old uniforms of the Mayapan warriors, and smiled and shed tears.

"It's been more than ten years! I finally came back here and met you!"

"Hey! What are you two muttering about?"

Huitu Puap raised his eyebrows. Looking at the two people who met in tears, he finally realized that something was wrong. He held Xiutul's head and strode forward, looking at the excited Mayan deity and then at the slumped Mayan businessman.

"Huh? You two look a bit alike, right? Except one has a bald head and the other has tattoos. Could it be..."

Puap touched his head and looked at Tikalo with some confusion for a while, then suddenly he had an idea and suddenly realized it.

"Ti Carlo, I understand, this is the seed you left in Maya?!"

".Puap, you idiot!"

Old militiaman Chihuaco walked up to the three people with a spear in hand. He had already learned the cause and effect of the battle from the mouth of the Tomat priest. At this moment, he raised his spear and wanted to hit Puapu twice to relieve his anger.

"The Lord God gave me peace! Let me see the truth of the world and think about the way forward in the chaotic jungle!"

The Tomat priest closed his eyes and prayed devoutly to calm the anger in his chest. Then, he walked directly to Tikalo without any ripples on his face and reached out to help him up.

"Tikalo, I have a few questions for you to answer! These answers will be witnessed by the Lord God to determine your future destiny."

"The Lord God witnesses! Dear Tomat priest, I will tell you everything I know and follow your arrangements."

Tikalo smiled sincerely, with a frank face.

"Very good!"

The Tomat priest nodded heavily. He pointed at the head of the god in Puapu's hand, and then at the Mayan warrior wearing a "big" snake pattern. Finally, he looked at the Mayan merchant Ticarlo, with a serious expression, and asked in a cold voice.

"Who is he? Who are they? Who are you?!"