The temple is deep and dark, with bonfires flickering. On the thick stone walls, ancient feathered serpents are embossed, meandering like snakes. On the high altar, the majestic statue of the god flashed with turquoise eyes. Under the calm gaze of the statue, dozens of chiefs and personal guards from various eastern tribes were lying in the hall. At this moment, there were only six people standing in the entire temple, and two people were sitting close to each other.
"Hehe! My dear brother..."
Miawa, the snake priestess, was sitting on her knees in the stone temple, holding the Great Sun Chief Chichini from behind. She moved gently, caressing Cicini's cheek, with a moaning smile on her face, like a close lover.
Chicini stared angrily, his eyes full of shock and anger, as well as unconcealable fear. He gritted his teeth and looked at Qi Yan, the once loyal warrior who had served him for many years, with his voice trembling.
"You? You guys?!..."
"Master...I..."
Warrior Commander Qiyan lowered his head, tears streaming down his face, and did not dare to look into Qiqini's angry eyes.
"Well! Qi Yan is also a strong warrior! He is afraid of your anger and knows that you can't spare him. So I have to take this opportunity to strike first and sacrifice you to the gods!..."
"Ancestors witness! Gods witness!...Qiyan! I...I forgive all your faults! As long as you save my life!..."
At the critical moment of life and death, after a brief period of shock and confusion, Chicini showed his true nature as a hero again. He raised his palms and turned his head to look at Miawa, swearing an oath to the gods and ancestors.
"Myawa, I swear a promise to my ancestors and gods! I am willing to hand over all the power of the tribe, hand over all the warriors and wealth!... As long as you let me live and banish me from the Jinwan tribes. ..For father's sake! I have taken care of you since you were a child!..."
"...Miawa...Chief?..."
Hearing this, the warrior commander Qi Yan suddenly raised his head. He did not dare to look at the former head of the family, but looked at the snake priestess who was slightly moving, with questions and vague hope in her eyes.
"The power of the tribe? Father?..."
Hearing this, the snake priestess's lips curled up, and her smile became brighter. She looked at her half-brother with great interest, and her brother's forced composure, as if she were looking at a mythological mural painted and carved by her own hands.
"Hehe! Chichini, why didn't you say mother?...My mother died in the hands of your mother!..."
"...Miawa...I protected you at that time!..."
"Well! My powerful brother, I have admired you since I was a child, and I have repaid you..."
The snake priestess nodded, a look of girlish reverence on her face. She pressed her brother's cheek gently, and then suddenly sighed under Cicini's expectant eyes.
"What a pity! I'm not a man either...otherwise, who would you get the position of chief?..."
"Miawa... I will hand over the position of chief to you!... As long as you exile me, I will leave the land of Golden Bay forever and never come back! I swear on the honor of my ancestors!... "
"What a pity, I am not a man!... When I rule the tribe, I am always not as strong as the powerful divine warriors who can convince everyone..."
The snake priestess had a gloomy look on her face, as if she didn't hear Cicini's words, but sighed to herself. She pressed her brother's cheek, caressed his heart, and drew a ceremonial heart shape.
"Brother, do you understand? You are a man. As long as you are brave enough, you can control the tribe even if you banish your father and kill your brothers... But I can't. I am a woman! I want to secure my position as chief, not only I need the support of the Mexica people to clean up the stubborn elders in the tribe... I also have a perfect reason to come to Kaicheng to surrender and take over your power!..."
"...Perfect reason?..."
Hearing this, Chief Chikini of the Great Sun shuddered and sniffed his nose, as if he smelled the smell of death. He lowered his head and stared at the Olmec sacrificial dagger in the hand of the snake priestess. He then looked at Ozley, the chief of the Sacrifice Lake Department who was standing in the corner with a wary face, and struggled to make a sound.
"Miawa...your reason is...to avenge me?"
"Yeah! As expected of my dear brother! He and I thought of each other..."
The snake priestess Miava smiled brightly and even kissed Chikini on the cheek as a final farewell.
"Brother, you can go in peace! After you leave, I will avenge you and hold a grand funeral for you... bury you and your father together..."
Saying that, Miava kept the gentle hug from behind, raised the sharp obsidian dagger, and pointed the tip of the dagger at the heart he had just outlined. Feeling the sharp blade close to his chest, Chief Chikini shuddered again and shouted sternly.
"Wait, wait a minute! Miawa, I haven't told you the location of the family wealth yet! I also know a lot of secrets in the clan, and I can control the nobles of the clan! By the way! There are also secrets in the eastern clans, The secret of the Holy Land of Hidden Serpent City, the sacred artifact passed down by the Olmecs!..."
Hearing Cicini's cry, the approaching obsidian dagger hesitated slightly and stopped on his chest. Chief Da Ri looked nervous, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his whole body was soaked. But after sweating a lot, he was pleasantly surprised to feel that the numbness in his body seemed to be somewhat relieved. As long as he delayed it for a little longer...
"The family's wealth includes a whole secret room of jade, precious stones, gold and silver! And the location of the secret room is...ah!
Well! ..."
Unparalleled pain instantly shot from his heart. Chichini, the chief of the Great Sun, was trembling all over. He lowered his head with difficulty, only to see an Olmec dagger that was completely engraved in the handle, and bright red that kept pouring out of his chest.
"Brother, you can go in peace! I haven't really won the power yet, so I can't let down my guard and listen to you tell those long secrets... Quetzalcoatl! I have presided over many sacrifices, and this is the last time. , dedicate the most respected descendants of gods to the noble you!..."
Miava pressed her cheek against Chichini's, and her beautiful face revealed holy sorrow. She let go of the dagger in her hand, hugged her brother closely with her hands, and let the blood flow all over their robes. She murmured gentle comfort, but her eyes were looking at the Quetzalcoatl statue facing her, looking directly into the turquoise eyes.
"Pierce your heart and sacrifice it to the gods... Soon, it will be soon! Everything will pass, and you will go to the Kingdom of God in the sky and enjoy peace and beauty forever! There will also be many descendants of gods in the entire tribe , buried with you... The old faith should be buried in the most sacred sacrifice. And the new faith will be opened in my hands... May the gods bless you!..."
"Miawa! You betrayed me, and you want to betray the entire tribe?...You...you beautiful poisonous snake!...Ugh! Hoho!...You...so...cruel ..."
At this moment, the brave and powerful Chief Big Sun was fluttering in Miawa's arms like a dying fish. The severe pain soon left him speechless, only his limbs could not stop trembling and struggling. But the woman's gentle arms were stronger than ever before, making it impossible for him to escape even his final struggle. Within a moment, the intense lack of oxygen and ischemia left his mind blank, his whole body weak, and a relaxed smile on his face. Then, like a snake, he died softly in the arms of the snake priestess.
"...He's really dead...Oh! So sad..."
The snake priestess stretched out her hand and couldn't feel the man's breath. Then she sighed and loosened her arms faintly. She stood up and stared at the Chief of the Sun who was lying on the ground with his eyes open. There was neither joy nor sadness on his face. After a while, she shook her head and looked at the horrified Lake Sacrifice Chief Ozley in the corner of the temple.
"Miawa! You...you actually killed Chichini?! You? What are you?..."
At this moment, Chief Ozley's eyes widened, looking at the graceful snake priestess, and he no longer had any desire. His tall and strong body trembled slightly, like an agouti being stared at by a poisonous snake, full of fear.
"I...I agree with you to be the chief of the Jinwan tribes!...."
"Aozley, it wasn't me who did it just now!"
The snake priestess Miava smiled charmingly, licked her seductive red lips, and shook her head with a smile.
"That's your dagger, it's you!... It's you who wants to abandon the tribal warriors and evacuate with the fleet. Chief Da Ri is unwilling to leave the Jinwan tribe behind, so at the chief meeting, you were Brutal killing... And in order to protect the whole clan and avenge my brother... I killed you, imprisoned the chiefs, and was forced to surrender to the Mexica people..."
"Revenge for Chichini? Forced to surrender to the Mexica?"
Upon hearing this, Chief Ozley's mind went blank, he was at a loss, and even his fingers started to tremble. He couldn't figure out his thoughts for a moment, but one sentence echoed in his ears.
"kill me?..."
"kill him!"
The snake priestess Miawa looked sharply at the warrior commander Qiyan who was holding Qiqini's body and crying sadly at his feet, and gave a stern order.
"Qiyan! He killed Chief Qiqini. Go kill him and avenge the chief!"
The snake priestess looked at the warrior Chang Qiyan, with a dangerous light flashing in her eyes. Qi Yan's hesitation and guilt just now gave her a new murderous intention. The current order is a domestication of obedience and an anesthesia of thought. Only the warrior commander Qi Yan can accept the "truth" in her mouth, and he will be qualified to survive this conspiracy!
After hearing the order, Qi Yan raised his head and stared at the snake priestess with red eyes.
"Is... to sacrifice the chief of the Lake Tribe, Ozley, to kill the family head?"
"Yes! He killed his brother with the dagger he inherited."
Miawa is good at teaching and has a gentle expression. Her voice had a strange accent, like the preaching of a priest.
"Remember! It's Audsley, not us..."
"Remember. It's Audsley, not us..."
Warrior Commander Qi Yan murmured, lowered his head, and looked at the dagger on Qiqini's chest. His expression gradually became ferocious, like a hunting dog eager to devour others.
"Go, kill him!"
"Roar!...Kill you!"
Warrior Chief Qi Yan roared, pulled out the red copper battle ax from his waist, and strode to the front of Chief Ozley of the Lake Sacrifice Tribe. He didn't care about the opponent's weak resistance and kicked the opponent to the ground with one kick. Then, the brave Jinwan Warrior Chief raised the red copper ax high, pointed it at the neck of Chief Jihu, and swung it down hard!
"Wow!"
