Tezozomoc gathered the scattered Aztlan warriors together and sat around an open space to rest. He carefully arranged the seating position of each warrior. Once the situation changed, these Aztlan warriors stood up and immediately formed a stylish formation.
During this period, Inzkoyatl used two wooden boards to clamp Tesosomok's injured foot, while Chimalpopoka helped him find a crutch of suitable length. In this way, although it was still difficult to move, Tesosomok was able to stand up and fight with his remaining hand.
While the Aztlan people were resting, Dast directed the pirates to bring out a large iron basin, poured a bag of powder into it, and then lit a fire. For a moment, smoke billowed. Dast found a large fan half a man's height from nowhere, swung it vigorously with both hands, and blew the smoke in the direction of the Aztlan people.
The Aztlans were surrounded by the smoke from the incense.
"Yinzkoatl, Chimalpopoka, what do you think?" Tesosomok asked, "He just said that he would invite Quetzalcoatl to eliminate our magic."
"I don't know anything else, but my magic is not affected now." Chimalpopoka replied, "What about you?"
Tesosomok and Yinzikoatl shook their heads together.
"It's just pretending again. Let them be busy." Yinzkoatl said, "Anyway, the more rest time we have, the better."
Tesosomok nodded. To be on the safe side, he took a deep breath of smoke and tested the magic power in his body again. Sure enough, the magic power was still the same as before, without any abnormalities.
The Aztlan people sat on the ground and rested peacefully, but Alfred and the others couldn't sit still. Amy pulled Ella aside worriedly and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, what is the thirty-second move in the hundred sword skills?"
"It's a very powerful trick! Do you want to learn it? You must first become a disciple of the Mistertin clan..."
"what exactly is it?"
"I've already said it's a trick, but you know you shouldn't just say it! It won't work if there are too many people who know it..."
"King of Sweden!" Alfred looked at Ella seriously, "On the battlefield, every minute will affect the victory or defeat. You finally exhausted the enemy's physical strength, but now they are resting there! What the hell are you doing? What do you want?"
"Don't worry! When my master takes action, he will easily take down the three people on the other side!"
Ella's confident answer calmed Alfred. He knew that although this girl's ideas were bizarre, they often had unexpected effects - was that Dast really some kind of master?
"King of Sweden, I, I can't fan anymore!"
Daxter's voice broke Alfred's fantasy. He sat on a stone with his head bowed, breathing hard while talking. It was obvious that he had consumed a lot of energy by waving the huge fan:
"Quickly find some powerful people to help me slap you! Also, it's time for you to perform the ritual!"
"Ritual?" Ella was stunned for only a moment before she understood Dust's intention. She took Amy's hand, and then took Alfred's hand, "Let's go!"
"Your Majesty?" Amy looked confused, "What are we going to do?"
"Let your hair down! Raise your hands high! We are going to do a ritual dance!"
Alfred and Amy both lost their voices: "Sacrificial dance?"
"No? It's okay, just follow me!" Ella rushed to the brazier first, "Anyway, I'm just walking around the brazier. Jump as you please! Hey, don't just stand there, come here!"
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The Aztlan people watched stupidly as Ella and the others danced around the brazier.
"Why do you feel that the other person is so serious?" Tesosomok frowned, "How do you feel now?"
An Aztlan warrior disappeared and said, "I feel tired again."
"Tired?" Tesosomok was shocked, "Is this incense really effective?"
"No...just seeing this dance move makes me feel...tired for no reason."
"I mean magic!" Tesosomok shouted. "What happened to the magic? Has it disappeared? Has it weakened?"
"That's not true." The Aztlan warrior replied, "And I think it doesn't matter even without magic, right? Tratoani, you three versus one, you can win even if you only fight hand to hand!"
"That's true." Tesosomok fell into deep thought, "But why is the opponent so confident? Could it be that that person is really a very strong swordsman?"
The smoke in the basin became thicker and thicker.
"Okay, you guys have had enough rest!" Dast slapped his thigh and stood up, "Let's duel! I've given you enough time, don't say you don't dare to come now!"
"Chimalpopoka, you go to the front to test in a moment. If the opponent is a master, we will deal with it seriously. If it is easy to deal with, then we should save some strength first." Tesosomok in Chimalpopoka Whispered in the ear, "If we win this duel, the other side may not let us go. The most important thing is to find opportunities to capture the two kings on the opposite side. Do you understand?"
Chimalpopoka and Yinzkoatl nodded together. So Tesosomok stood up with his crutches. At that moment, he suddenly felt a little dizzy.
"...Have you been sitting for too long?"
He shook his head and leaned on his crutches to keep walking. But his head became increasingly dizzy. After a few steps, he suddenly fell to the ground.
"Tratoani?"
Yinzkoatl and Chimalpopoka rushed forward in a hurry. But before he could reach Tesosomok's side, Yinzikoatl's body suddenly softened and he fell to the ground. When Chimalpopoka checked on the two of them, he found that they had fainted and could not wake up no matter how hard he photographed them.
Smoke rose continuously from the brazier and rolled towards the direction where the Aztlan people gathered under the fan. Chimalpopoka soon felt dizzy too. He bit his tongue hard, using the pain to keep his brain awake for the last time, and then glared at Dust with red eyes.
"Ah, did you just discover it now? So, preconceived ideas are really scary."
Dast's figure slowly split into two in Chimalpopoka's eyes.
"Incense, incense, why do you always think in the direction of incense? Because I said so? Because I induced you to use incense before? Or is it because we just danced a sacrificial dance in front of you? You Why don’t you think about it, since I can use the smell of incense to eliminate your magic, why can’t I use something more suitable besides incense?”
"You bastard!"
Chimalpopoka roared and charged at Dust. But Dust only swiped his foot and he fell to the ground.
"Style 32 of the One Hundred Sword Skills - Use Enchantment. Originally, this trick is difficult to work outdoors." Dast said with a smile, "Thank you for gathering obediently and sitting there to wait. "
