Following Osamlet, Amy also led the troops to the magic circle. She had just suffered a loss from this magic circle and did not dare to break in easily. She just asked the soldiers to wipe the edge of the circle. As soon as a line was wiped away, the light of the magic circle dimmed immediately, leaving only Osomarit and others lying on the ground.
"All dizzy?"
Amy looked through the people who fell on the ground carefully, and even specially grabbed their faces to check the authenticity. However, there is no Citralmina here, only broken rings and broken pieces of paper flying in the air. The marks of the magic circle can be faintly seen on the piece of paper, and it emits the same light that Amy saw in Mvara Mujia, and the light emitted by the strange stone that Master Querakiri left to the savages. .
——Philosopher’s vessel.
When the piece of paper that Citralmina used for protection shattered, powerful energy that even Citralmina herself didn't know about surged out of the paper and dispelled the magic circle in one fell swoop. The tremendous pressure exerted on Citralmina. When Amy erased the boundary of the magic circle, Citralmina had already gotten into the pre-dug evacuation tunnel and escaped.
"Master..."
The piece of paper with the magic circle drawn on it was handed to her by his master Quilaqiri along with the gravel sword. At that time, she wiped the sword blade with paper and wanted to throw it away, but her master stopped her: "Citralmina, do you think the sword is more valuable, or the paper?"
At that time, she replied without thinking: "Of course the sword is valuable."
But his master replied: "Wrong, this piece of paper is more than ten million times more valuable than the sword. Even if you lose the sword, don't lose the paper. At a critical moment, it can save your life."
She had never understood the meaning of this sentence until just now. This brought tears of gratitude to her eyes.
Citralmina didn't know the true value of the Philosopher's Vessel. If she had known, she would have chosen to let herself faint in the magic circle like that.
At the end of the secret passage is a cellar door. The door was locked from the other side. Citralmina pressed the button lightly with her fingers, and a person's voice came from above: "Oh, my God, are there rats in the cellar?"
"Of course." Citralmina said from below, "The Aztlan Empire is overrun with rats."
This was the secret code agreed between her and her companions. After the questions and answers, the cellar door was opened from above. Climbing out of the cellar, there is a dark and low thatched house outside. There are two companions guarding the cellar, their expressions are not very good:
"Citralmina, since you ran back from the secret passage, that means... the operation failed?"
"It failed. I failed to assassinate Osomat." Sitralmina said, "All my companions who acted with me were also captured by them."
"Oh my god, then we have to find a way to kill them..."
"It's no longer necessary." Citralmina shook her head gloomily, "I poisoned them before leaving."
There was silence in the room.
"Looking at the best, this can at least poison a few Aztlan people." One of them said with a forced smile, "If the one who eats the meat is Osomat, then the operation can be considered a success."
"Yeah, it's less painful than having your heart ripped out alive..."
After saying that, there was silence in the room again.
"Damn Aztlan people!" The man who spoke first punched the wall. "I'm going to let them feel the pain of having their hearts ripped out alive now!"
"Yes. But not now."
Citralmina hugged him and comforted him while shedding tears.
"Our current task is to go back alive and report. About the results of the assassination... and the sudden appearance of Quetzalcoatl."
…
Its daybreak.
"So, what we heard at that time was not the conversation between Ousomalt's men? It was not them who wanted to get rid of me, but the local residents and another unknown mysterious organization?"
"Based on the information collected so far, this is correct."
"Why!" Ella wailed, holding her head. "I thought about so many steps, including holding meetings to decide strategies, encouraging Tesosomoc to take this opportunity to oppose the Sun King, and planning to take advantage of the local residents. The force subdued Osomat, but the result told me that the rebellion was fake? Osomat was on our side, and the people who wanted to harm me were the local residents? Then wouldn’t my foresight be completely meaningless, and it would become like a clown on the stage? Is it the same?"
"So thinking too much may not be a good thing. But don't worry, Your Majesty. Judging from the current situation, no one will regard you as a clown. They may now regard you as...a demigod."
This is inevitable. Tessosomok, Osomat, and even the local residents all witnessed and experienced the terrible oppression of Ella in the magic circle. Although Ella herself didn't know what was going on - she didn't even know why her crowbar suddenly turned into a snake, and then suddenly turned back into a crowbar after the magic circle was wiped away.
She had too many doubts that she needed to find answers to from Querakiri.
A row of naked prisoners were connected by ropes and escorted by soldiers to the high platform. This is a rebel identified by Osamarit. Although Osomat fainted in the magic circle, perhaps because Ella was not hostile, he was not as distraught as Bobo when he woke up. Instead, he quickly mobilized his troops and suppressed the Erpuri area overnight.
There are sixty-two days left before the new fire ceremony that the people of Aztlan call. During these sixty-two days, a ceremony will be held every morning. At each ceremony, the hearts of more than ten rebels will be sacrificed as a warning to others. .
"Your Majesty." Amy asked quietly under the high platform, "won't you stop them?"
"There is nothing you can do." Ella sighed, "What Tesozomoc said makes sense. Human sacrifice has been a custom in Aztlan for hundreds of years. The interests are very wide. It is not just one person or one god. It can be changed easily.”
"Having said that, Your Majesty has even changed Sweden's entire religion."
Ella sighed: "That was with the help of Hestein, but now, we have nothing."
Priests dressed in black walked up from both sides of the high platform, each holding a sharp obsidian dagger in their hands.
Ella couldn't bear to look any further and turned around.
"Let's go, Amy, sell all the goods on the ship as soon as possible on this island, and then we will go north to join Hestein."
"So fast?"
"One person's words can't change Aztlan, but an army can. Amy, I... hate the Aztlan Empire."
But just as Ella was about to leave, a roar suddenly sounded from the altar:
"Osomat! Stop! Stop using human sacrifice!"
Ella turned around suddenly and saw Tesosomok walking onto the high platform with the support of two soldiers.
Osomat felt very strange: "Tratoani, what are you doing?"
"Literally, human sacrifices are not allowed. Quetzalcoatl hates human sacrifices. Use animals for sacrifices instead!"
"Animals? Where is the precedent for this...! The new fire ceremony is approaching, how can it be so perfunctory?"
"Then let's do it for the first time now. Not only must we do it this way, but we must also let the entire Aztlan know that we used livestock to perform such a ceremony!" Tesosomoc looked down at Osomat condescendingly, "Let's still say Do you want to question Quetzalcoatl? Or, do you want to disobey me?"
