"Mountain God Gaze!"
The sacred mountain stands, the wooden house has gone through vicissitudes of life, and the simple altar shines dimly on the top of the mountain. As the old priest shouted, the "eyes" of the gods came to watch. Then, two groups of blue flames suddenly rose from behind the eyes.
"boom!"
Everyone present took a step back. Hei Lang watched carefully and discovered that the two middle-aged priests behind him had each lit a brazier. Inside the brazier was a burst of blue flames, exuding a familiar "demon" aura.
"God's Eyes and the Stone of the Dead?"
Black Wolf looked at the old priest in front of him in surprise. The personal guard Mavic was a little frightened, while Huitu Puap's eyes flickered.
The old priest looked solemn. He turned the assembled metal stone balls, danced mysteriously, and sang strangely in a low voice.
"...Noble mountain god! You opened your eyes and looked at the offender in front of you... Please calm down your anger temporarily and don't rain down the boundless thunder and fire..."
The old priest's singing was suddenly high-pitched and then low-pitched, as if he was really talking to the gods. Under the awe-inspiring gaze of everyone, two middle-aged priests brought the brazier to the front. The old priest shouted loudly, pulled the dark blue stone ball in the air, and burned it on the flame. The stone ball turned red slightly, then suddenly disintegrated and turned into scattered stones again, hanging down from the old priest's arms!
"Ah! The power of the mountain god..."
Mavik let out a low cry, and the knowledge he had received since childhood came to his mind, making this powerful warrior look in awe. Huitu's eyes flickered uncertainly, as if he was hesitating in his heart.
The old priest chanted for a moment longer, and then spread his arms. He stood in front of the blue flames, hanging the scattered sacred stones, looking at the two hundred warriors holding weapons, and shouted loudly.
"The tribes outside the mountain who strayed into the sacred mountain! The noble mountain god woke up from his slumber and looked at you! He remembered your faces and knew your origins! The mountain god cannot be offended, and the sacred mountain is also a sacred place for the tribe. In his Leave quickly before the anger comes! Otherwise, not only will you be hit by the thunder, but even your village will suffer disaster!"
"The power of the mountain god..."
Seeing the strangeness of the stone ball, Hei Lang's expression changed, feeling vaguely uneasy. Mexica people worship gods and have always been in awe of the miraculous priests' magic. However, the emergence of a single main god has only been a few years, and the old polytheistic beliefs are still deeply rooted in people's hearts. He pondered for a moment, his attitude softened, and he spoke cautiously.
"This is the priest of the mountain god. We came to the sacred mountain and have no intention of starting a war with the alien gods. All I need is to ask for a large sacred stone that will allow me to carve a monument to record my merits and place it on the sacred mountain! Once we have done this, we will leave go!"
Hearing this, the old priest looked unhappy. Only when he saw the many soldiers on the opposite side did he suppress his anger a little. He said in a deep voice.
"Tribes outside the mountain, you are so ignorant! The mountain god sleeps in the sacred mountain, protecting the villages hundreds of miles away from the wrath of thunder. The sacred stone altar on the mountain is burned in the thunder and fire, and has the power to communicate with heaven and earth! And every sacred stone in the sacred mountain has been given a soul by the mountain god and has a strange divinity!"
As he spoke, he took out two fist-sized sacred stones from his arms, held them solemnly in his hands, and approached each other.
"Every sacred stone is given a soul by the mountain god! These souls are male and female, living at opposite ends! They attract each other..."
As the old priest spoke, he closed the two stones with a "snap" sound. He only held one end with one hand, and the two stones were firmly stuck together.
"The males and females repel each other..."
The old priest twisted the stone and turned it again. The two stones separated strangely on their own. Then, his words became high-pitched and he shouted solemnly.
"You actually want to inscribe harm on such a sacred stone with a soul. This is an offense to the mountain god! Lead the tribe to retreat quickly! Otherwise, the disaster of the mountain god will surely come to the world! And your soul will also be lost after death. Imprisoned in the divine stone!"
Hearing that the soul was imprisoned in the divine stone, Black Wolf raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips. He was shaken in his heart, but his face was hard to speak, and he was unable to get off the tiger. Mavik gritted his teeth and lowered his head in silence. Huitu's eyes gradually changed, and his body was shaking.
The old priest looked at the black wolf. He saw that the leader of the tribe on the opposite side was already shaken, so he was ready to put in more strength at the end.
"Noble mountain god, please come again..."
The old priest chanted, raising his hands high and shaking his arms vigorously. The sacred stone on his arm had cooled down, began to shake again, and kept gathering together. Seeing it, two more strange stone balls appeared on the old priest's arm, summoning the mountain god again. Once the mountain god really comes, I don’t know what will happen...
"The Lord God bless you! Go to hell, evil priest of the alien god!"
At this moment, Huitu suddenly shouted and rushed forward. He clenched the war stick in his hand, slashed horizontally from top to bottom, and cut down the old priest with a "dang" sound in everyone's shocked eyes.
"Ah!... How dare you..."
The old priest fell to the ground and cried out in pain. The sacrificial robe on his chest was cut through, but it was blocked by the solid divine stone, so the blow was not fatal. He was about to rebuke angrily when he saw the opponent change the direction of the war stick, turning from a horizontal slash to a vertical slash, aiming for his neck.
"No!..."
The battle stick was chopped off, and the neck was separated. The old head rolled down on the ground, and the blood spurted out dyed the sacred stone red.
"Tsk...tsk..."
"ah?!"
Surprised low shouts sounded in the field, and everyone looked at Huitu in awe. The two middle-aged priests roared angrily and threw the brazier over, but they were dodged by the dust. Then, he rushed forward and executed two fatal slashes, easily killing the priests. Several soldiers guarding the mountain had red eyes and rushed forward, but were quickly killed by several of Huitu's personal guards.
"...Puapu, you idiot!"
Black Wolf was stunned, looking at the killed priests of the Holy Mountain on the ground, and cursed angrily.
"At least leave one alive!"
"Ah, the Lord God protects me! The devout believer Puap, for your glory, eradicate the priests of the alien gods!
In front of everyone, Puap prayed devoutly for a moment. Then he replied with a shy smile.
"Dear General Black Wolf, are you worried about them? Are you really summoning some kind of mountain god?"
"...Hmm. You are pious and fearless!"
Black Wolf responded and lowered his eyes. Now that the matter has come to this, the priest of the sacred mountain will kill him. But the myth of the mountain god lingers in my mind, making me uneasy. After thinking about it for a while, Hei Lang felt a little guilty again. There are too many myths left in his heart, and he cannot truly regard the main god as the only one, and regard the evil god as nothing. Thinking of this, he appreciated Puap even more.
"I didn't expect you to have such courage! I want to tell His Highness..."
Hearing this, Huitu looked at the people with different expressions and raised a smile on his lips.
That night, he witnessed with his own eyes the temples of the three gods being destroyed in the flames of the dead, and decades of faith collapsed at that time. He betrayed his chief, his old friends and relatives, and almost betrayed His Majesty. There was not much awe left in his heart.
"Killing a foreign priest with divine power in front of everyone... Only by seizing this opportunity and letting His Majesty know my piety can I possibly rise again..."
Huitu thought in his heart and prayed again for a while. Then, he bent down, took out more than a dozen sacred stones from the old priest, and presented them to Captain Black Wolf.
"Dear General Black Wolf, dedicated to you!"
Black Wolf nodded, took the two gray-blue stones, and played with them curiously for a while. Then, he ordered his personal guards.
"Put away these sacred stones. They are all my trophies! Well, I will also bring two pieces to His Highness. Your Highness likes weird things the most..."
Everyone waited uneasily for a moment, but nothing happened. Perhaps the mountain god did not receive the priest's summons and was still sleeping. The guards inspected the bodies of the priests on the sacred mountain and searched the wooden houses of the priests. In addition to many sacred stones of different sizes, there are also pictures of priests, stabilizing spices, hallucinogenic herbs, and the sulfur of the Stone of the Dead.
The southwest mountainous area is a geologically active area with many volcanoes. It is located at the boundary of two major plates. There are many sulfur outputs and many metal mineral deposits.
Afterwards, Black Wolf led everyone to climb the low sacred mountain. On the top of the mountain, he saw many charred remains after being struck by lightning, as well as altars composed of several large sacred stones. He stood closer and looked closer, only to find that there were many dark red blood stains on the altar, and there were piles of human sacrifice bones nearby.
"Is this where you're talking?"
Black Wolf looked at his personal guard Mavik. Fear and anger appeared on Mavic's face.
"Exactly. Boss, it's here that I almost became a sacrifice. This is the altar of the evil god's blood sacrifice!"
"Um."
Black Wolf nodded, his expression serious.
"Then demolish it! The biggest stone is just for me to record my merits!"
Dozens of guards then worked together to tear down the altar on the top of the mountain, and burned the remains of the human sacrifice with fire. The sun gradually sets towards the west, reflecting on the blue sacred stone, shining with metallic luster. Black Wolf grinned, took out a strong bronze dagger, and began to carve words on the largest sacred stone.
"The black wolf Toltec burned the city of Hand Snake, defeated the Turks, and recorded his merits on the sacred mountain!"
Black Wolf carved slowly and forcefully. This sacred stone is extremely hard and much more difficult to carve than ordinary rocks. It took Hei Lang a long time to finish carving these words. Even the bronze dagger had some curled edges. Then, he looked at it several times, but the word was crooked and he always felt that it lacked some flavor.
"Mavik, look at these words, are they all correct?"
"...Boss, how do I recognize these words?"
"Puap, what do you think?"
"Uh...that, I don't recognize completely. Dear General Black Wolf, why don't you engrave a picture?"
"...good idea!"
Hearing this, Hei Lang's eyes lit up. His ability to draw pictures is much better than to write. Thinking of this, Hei Lang did not hesitate to draw abstract graphics under the engraved words. He first drew a big little man with a bow and arrow in his hand, his head held high, and a bronze sword at his waist.
"Black Wolf Toltec..."
Black Wolf talked excitedly to himself while focusing on carving.
"Burning Hand Snake City..."
Below this row, there is a blazing flame, wrapping a collapsed temple. In Alliance murals, a burning temple signifies conquest and the high glory of defeating the enemy.
"Defeat the Tecos..."
Hei Lang thought for a while, and first drew a small man lying on the ground with an arrow stuck in his chest. Then he looked at it for a moment and shook his head.
"No, one is too few."
Hei Lang gritted his teeth and drew five more little people in a row before stopping. The little man has a war club, a spear, a battle axe, a dagger and a bronze sword stuck on his body, which are the weapons that warriors often have.
"Remember the merits on the sacred mountain!"
Finally, Black Wolf once again portrayed the high-minded adult at the beginning. This time, there was a mountain under the adults' feet, and thunder and lightning fell, concentrating on the sacred stone.
Even my hands were swollen from this busy work. Black Wolf stood up with satisfaction and looked at the engravings on the sacred stone.
"What do you think?"
"Boss, great! From now on, your achievements will stay on the sacred mountain with the sacred stone forever! Even if it takes a hundred or even a thousand years, someone will remember it!"
Guard Mavik looked at it and said with a happy smile. His great revenge was avenged, and the shadow of his childhood was gone, and his face was always full of joy.
Huitu Puap looked on with envy. He also wanted to carve a monument to record his achievements, but he had no merit worth boasting about. You can't write, "Huitu Puap was exiled here, killed a shaky old priest, harvested a few rare sacred stones, and recorded his merits on the sacred mountain..."
After thinking for a moment, Huitu sighed. He carefully looked at General Black Wolf's face and suggested.
"...Respect General Black Wolf, this inscription can be a little more..."
"Um?"
"Add 'The Lord God testifies' in front and 'Praise the King' in the end. Then, you can write the year at the bottom to make people remember it."
Hearing this, Hei Lang thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
"Good! Very good!"
After saying that, he changed a dagger from his bodyguard and continued to carve it with his own hands.
"The Lord God witnesses..."
The corresponding image is of a giant hummingbird sun.
"Praise be to the King..."
Black Wolf drew a tall man, holding a gemstone scepter and wearing a long feathered crown. Then, he thought for a while and drew a book, "Ali Sutra" in the adult's hands.
"Well, with a scepter in one hand and a book in the other, it is exactly the image of His Highness."
Hei Lang looked at his painting and expressed that he was very satisfied with it because it was abstract and vivid. Then, he carved the date on the lower right corner of the stone tablet and the corresponding symbols.
"Holy Calendar, 7 Years of the Rabbit (Tochtli), 13 Water Moons (Atl), 1 Day of the Crocodile (Cipactli)..."
The Sacred Calendar is the most important calendar for the Mexica people, used to accurately record time. The sacred calendar has 260 days in a year, 20 months, and 13 days in each month. When combined with the 365-day solar calendar, it forms a 52-year cycle. 7 Rabbit Year 13 Water Moon 1 Crocodile Day, which is January 20, 1487.
Black Wolf looked at it for a moment, feeling satisfied. After difficult self-study, he finally mastered the calendar and was able to estimate the time of the war.
"It has only been a month since I raided south, and I have achieved such results! I, the black wolf Toltec, is truly an unparalleled commander! Haha!"
The sun sets in the west and the sky is filled with red clouds. The light of the setting sun shines on the sacred mountain and sacred rocks, and also reflects on everyone's faces. Black Wolf stood alone in front of the sacred stone, throwing his head back and laughing. His silhouette stretched so long that it fell to the foot of the sacred mountain.
