Aztec Eternals

Shadow Dagger Qiewami lowered his eyes, quietly put down the loaded hand crossbow, and covered the dagger on his waist without seeing any trace of danger. Then, wearing a black robe, he quietly walked out of the corner and came to the center of the big tent. The secret guard on the other side saw him, nodded slightly, and signaled with his eyes.

The two kept quiet and looked at the God King Avitt who seemed to be sleeping soundly. They were silent for a moment, and seemed to wait patiently for a moment before Shadow Dagger spoke.

"Blessed by our ancestors, this is a peaceful night! Send His Highness Shulot to the king's tent next to him to rest... Be gentle and don't disturb His Highness's sweet dreams!..."

The secret guard nodded but did not move. Shadow Dagger Chewami also stopped and only heard the snores of the two kings. For a moment, the two people standing looked at each other, then carefully stepped forward, gently lifted Shulot, walked to the edge of the bonfire, and walked into the dark night outside the tent.

The night was silent and the moonlight fell from the top of the tent. It was indeed a quiet and beautiful night. After a while, in the pale moonlight, Avitt sat up silently, stared at the deep darkness outside the tent, and sighed quietly.

"Xulot, my student... you are inspired by the gods! If you are respectful and polite, know how to advance and retreat, and never make mistakes, you can indeed maintain this divinity..."

The God King murmured a few words in the moonlight, his face full of complex and changing expressions. But at some point, Shadow Dagger Chewami had returned alone and knelt down in front of the God King.

"His Majesty the God King, His Highness has already retired to his tent to rest."

Avitt nodded slightly, lowering his eyes and saying nothing. Shadow Dagger Chiwami remained in a kneeling position, waiting for the next order.

Time seems to be frozen at this moment. It is quiet in the calm moonlit night, and everything is waiting. Avitt poured himself another glass of green plum wine, tasted the sour taste, and then stood up leisurely. With unsteady steps, he walked to the corner of the tent, picked up a book and opened it. Then, he held the wine in one hand and the book in the other, dancing and chanting like a sacrificial dance.

"How long can one live while drinking and singing?... Fifty years of life are like dreams and bubbles, coming to an end in the blink of an eye!... Who in this world can see the first moon? In this world, Where will the bright moon shine?...I see you, but I can't hear your voice. I wish to have the divinity of the moon to illuminate your heart!..."

"My departed ancestor! He and I were born from the same roots. The cooked beans are indeed delicious, but I can't bear to eat them! ... He is the rising sun, watching towards noon. I am the noon sun, eventually going to Dusk...This world is mine at the moment, but it is also his, but in the final analysis, it belongs to the descendants and future generations!..."

Avitt sang, danced, and recited popular poetry in the capital. At this moment, he looked like a high-ranking priest dancing during a ceremony, or an elder of the family reciting poems during a festival. After a full quarter of an hour, he sat down in front of the desk with his legs crossed, his face red and drunk, smelling of alcohol. He threw the poetry book in his hand on the table, and suddenly a note from the book fell out. And the name revealed in the poetry album was clearly "Xiusoke's Poems".

"Xiusoke's poems... These strange poems are full of life experiences, have different characters, and have completely different styles. Who wrote them?... This poem expresses your thoughts, or it comes from your god. Qi? How much of them are true and how much of them are false, and who is right and who is wrong?..."

Avitt touched the book of poems and opened his sober drunken eyes, as if he was asking someone else or himself. At this moment, he was so conflicted in his heart, so murderous, yet he felt a rare sense of fear in his life, afraid of a divine being whose life and death were in his hands!

"Lord God! This is the true divinity...a divinity that is real and can predict the future!..."

Avitt murmured to himself, reaching out to pick up the fallen note. He silently stared at the words on the note, even though he had read it many times last night and this morning. But every time he saw it, it still shocked him, like turbulent waves, and he was so horrified that he could hardly speak! This is a true divine prophecy. As early as four years ago, it was predicted what is happening now! …

"Secret guard urgent report: A fleet came to Golden Bay City from the land of Maya. The ship brought the head of an evil demon with white skin, long beard, and a ferocious face. It has never been seen before. The whole city of Jinwan City was in an uproar, and people's hearts were shocked. .Priests, nobles and warriors all chant the name of His Highness Shulot, shout prophecies and miracles, and believe in gods!..."

Avitt clenched his hands in silence, even breaking the letter, and his nails dug deeply into his flesh. A touch of blood seeped out, staining the note red. This secret message, which arrived last night, was brought by the alliance secret guards lurking in Jinwan City, across the narrow paths of the inland mountains and forests, directly from Jinwan City, five hundred miles away, to the siege camp of Shenshi City. In order for this letter to arrive as soon as possible, four batches of couriers were replaced along the way, and it only took eight days...

"Xulot's prophecy, the white-skinned evil demon, actually appeared in the distant East China Sea! ... This kind of unprecedented divination miracle actually came true four years later! If we wait for the evil demon's head Pass it back to the alliance capital, and then spread it south to the main camp of Shenshi City...The new sun, a young elder, is about to rise in people's hearts!"

After being silent for a long time, Avitt's heart was violently agitated, and his face was rarely absent-minded. The arrival of this news shocked him even more than the roaring artillery, made him tremble in his heart, and gave him goosebumps all over his body!

Because artillery was only a siege weapon, Avitt could see with his own eyes how the artillery was cast, how the gunpowder was made, and how the stone bullets were fired. But the mysterious divination is actually the true divinity, which is the realm of the gods that he can never touch! This is the "divinity" that truly shocked the Mexica people and made the King of Gods eclipse him!

"O Lord God! If an ordinary priest of the Lord God can predict the wind, rain and solar eclipse in a few days, he can already make countless tribesmen kneel down, and even make warriors bow their heads and serve the priest devoutly. And a well-known priest The Divine Enlightenment, now predicted a full four years later, predicted unprecedented changes, and finally came true like a miracle!..."

Avitt clutched the letter, as if talking to himself, or venting his emotions. And Shadow Dagger Chiwami stood behind him, listening silently, like a real shadow. They all know that as the most important mysterious activity for Mexica people, sacred prophecy and divination have significance in the hearts of the Alliance people! In fact, this is like the people of the Shang Dynasty facing a truly effective divination...

Once the head of the evil demon arrives, Shulot's name will not only have the same divine prestige as an elder in the seaside land, but also in the hearts of the Mexica people, and he will be directly canonized as a god! This terrifying prestige becomes even greater among the ignorant lower classes, tribesmen and warriors. It can rival or even surpass the God King! ...And when that time comes, if Avitt wants to take action against Xiulote, the political cost will be too high, and even if he is not careful, he will subvert himself... Even if he kills Xiulote, Xiulote The remaining power, coupled with the great nobles from various places, and the ambitious branches within the royal family, can all use the murder of the "divine elder" as a call to join forces to stab him in the back...

"At that point...the situation becomes uncontrollable...Government lies in the human heart...the human heart influenced by divinity..."

In the long night of silence, Avitt just sat in front of the desk, his head hanging down, like a frozen and breathing sculpture. Shadow Dagger Chiwami waited for a long time, until the moon was setting in the west, the tent was getting darker and darker, and it was the deepest darkness before dawn... Then he spoke softly and asked for instructions in a low voice.

"His Majesty the God King?..."

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Avitt said nothing and looked up at Shadow Dagger for a while. He knew what Shadow Dagger wanted to ask, but he didn't want to answer, and he didn't even have the strength to answer. After a long time, he shook his head slightly and waved his hand.

"Go down!"

".yes!…"

Shadow Dagger Chewami paused, lowered his head and saluted, and then quietly exited the tent. Avitt's expression in the tent was gloomy, as if he had aged a lot in an instant, and as if he had made a difficult decision.

"Xulot, my student... I really envy you! I envy your wisdom and enlightenment, I envy your youth and many children... I believe in your oath even more, even if you don't believe me... But I know that you can Believe it! As long as you stay connected... Even if I betray the world, as long as you don’t betray me, I won’t betray you! ...After all, for the future of the royal family, for Alyssa and Xiuhua..."

"Praise the Lord Huitzilopochitli! Great-grandfather Huitzilvittle bless you! You are my great-grandfather and Hulot's great-great-grandfather. May you witness it!..."

Avit whispered to himself, looking into the deep darkness, reciting the names of the main gods and ancestors. At this moment, he was recalling the oath he made with Shulot, and his expression was one of rare piety.

After all, in this era like the Shang, Zhou, Spring and Autumn Period, and in the history of the Mexican people, no one has ever farted in Luoshui. Even wars are "wars of flowers" with an agreed time and place. The sacred oath and bloodline are still blooming with their final glory just like in the spring and autumn...

The first ray of dawn rose from the east and fell into the king's tent not far away. Shulot stood up suddenly on the straw bed, his pupils reflecting the light of day. He held the dagger at his waist tightly, his back was wet with sweat, and his eyes were open with doubts and vigilance. How could all this long sleepless time pass so peacefully? But what exactly happened yesterday? Avitt had said so much and tested the danger so many times, but what was his idea? …

The young king was silent for a moment, then quietly stood up and walked to the Bagua flag and the altar. He silently lit the sacred smoke, inhaled the relaxing breath, and held the fifty sunflower seeds that symbolized the number of days. Then, he chanted in a low voice, chanting the name of the main god, and also used his thoughts to place his thoughts on the Moon Pyramid where everything started.

"God bless you! The Pyramid of the Moon is above... Please let me divine the way forward and know your future!..."

With a pious expression, Shulot once again divined the complete six lines. At this moment, he can only seek guidance from the gods, no matter whether it is effective or not, no matter where the gods are.

"The first Yao is Shaoyin, the second Yao is Shaoyin, the third Yao is Shaoyang, the fourth Yao is Shaoyin, the fifth Yao is Shaoyin, the sixth Yao is Lao Yin...Old Yin changes into Yao and becomes Shaoyang..."

At this point in the long and complicated divination, Shulot was stunned, staring at the familiar hexagrams, which seemed to be connected to the last divination. He looked confused and didn't know what to say. After a while, he whispered to himself in the rising sun, asking the gods who would not answer, and looking at the will of heaven that had already answered.

"The original hexagram goes up the soil and goes down the mountain, but it's still the same Qian hexagram as last time? ... But the changed hexagram, the top and bottom are mountains, is the hexagram Gen? What does the hexagram Gen symbolize? Is it good or bad? Ah, I don't remember. Okay... the sixth change of the Yao, from the Qian hexagram to the Gen hexagram, what does this mean?..."

After being silent for a long time, Shulot shook his head. He stood at the door of the tent, looking at the sun in the east. He saw only the sunlight breaking through the darkness, and the sky and the earth shining brightly.