Aztec Eternals - Chapter 801 Ambition of Eastern Chiefs

Chapter 801: The Ambition of the Eastern Chiefs

"Drink blood wine together, swear on blood!"

"Never surrender, fight the Aztecs to the end!"

"Come on, serve the blood wine!"

In the temple, the chiefs of many oriental tribes were excited and shouted reassuringly. Chief Chichini turned around and whispered a few words to the samurai commander Qiyan behind him. He bowed deeply to the convenience, and went outside the hall.

Soon, the snake priestess Miyawa came with four slender snake priestesses and clay pots filled with blood wine. The thick **** smell diffused from the open clay pot, adding a bit of mystery and strangeness to the ancient temple, and covering up all other breaths.

The snake priestess looked solemn, wearing a pure white priest robe, her neck held high like an egret. At this moment, her face not only has the purity and nobility of a high priest, but also has a natural charm and charm. With her bright eyes rolling, she looked at each of the chiefs in the palace one by one. With a slight smile, she poured out glasses of blood-colored water and wine, and handed them to the brave chiefs with her own hands.

"...The snake priestess Miyawa is really a rare beauty among all tribes!"

The chiefs in the temple received the blood wine and looked at the charming and holy snake priestess in front of them, their moods fluttered a little. The Jinwan Department has been passed down for hundreds of years, and the snake priestess flows with the blood of the descendants of the gods, and her status is very respected. The snake priestess in front of me, Miyawa, is the younger sister of Qiqini, the chief of Jinwan, and also has the power to inherit the tribe.

As long as you marry her, you can not only enjoy the beautiful priestess, but also get an excuse to control the Jinwan tribe! You know, there are at least 20,000 to 30,000 tribes who fled into Totonac from the area around Jinwan City!

"...As long as you marry her, you can have both beauty and tribe!..."

If it is on weekdays, this kind of thought, the chiefs think about it in their hearts, and it will pass. Because, there is no doubt that they are competing with the chief of the Great Sun, Qiqini, for the rule of the tribe. But now that the evacuation is imminent, Chief Chichini of the Great Sun can only take away hundreds of warriors, and he will soon be sent under the fence and lose the foundation of his rule...

Thinking of this, Ozley, the young and energetic chief of Jihu City, couldn't hold back. Taking advantage of the opportunity when Miyawa offered the wine, he grabbed the opponent's plain hand with his backhand, looked at the beautiful snake priestess, and couldn't wait to extend the invitation.

"Miyawa, for this evacuation, you can go with us on the boat of the Jihucheng Ministry! I just succeeded the Jihucheng Ministry, and I have not yet married a wife. The powerful Jihucheng tribe needs a noble mistress! Ah , let us go boating on the sacrifice lake, just like the first ancestors, pray to the gods at the bottom of the lake!..."

The so-called sacrificial lake is a vast lake located on the west side of Yanhuo Dashen Mountain, which is also an ancient sacrificial place. Since the long-standing Olmec era, the ancestors of the seaside tribes have always held sacrifices here and prayed to the gods at the bottom of the lake. Generally speaking, the first half of the sacrifice is to throw a living sacrifice into the bottom of the lake, praying for the continuation of the tribe. In the second half of the sacrificial ceremony, the young men and women in the tribe sang to their heart's content on numerous small boats, receiving the blessings of the gods and giving birth to new lives.

Hearing such words, all the chiefs in the temple changed their expressions, holding the wine glasses in their hands, and looked over. Chief Chichini narrowed his eyes, and the cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.

The snake priestess Miyawa looked calm and didn't seem to care. She giggled and twirled her fingers nimbly, tickling Chief Ozley's palm provocatively. The slippery touch came, and Ozley's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Miyawa, only seeing a woman's charming face.

"Ah! The giant snake, Myawakotel, has been walking in the dark. Only a warrior who is truly like the sun can shoot out the light, and let her surrender to the ground!...Mighty Chief Ozley, you are the real A warrior like the sun?"

Hearing this, Lake Chief Ozley's expression lifted. He clenched his fist, hammered his chest heavily, and promised eagerly.

"Ancestors witness! I am the most fearless and best warrior in the city-state! Even the eagle warriors of the Aztecs, I will personally cut off their heads and dedicate them to the most beautiful you!"

"Well! Chief Ozley, I believe in you... and I'm waiting for you..."

The snake priestess Miyawa's eyes flickered, revealing an expression of reverence like a girl. Then, she blinked, and under the longing gaze of Chief Ozley, she gently withdrew her palm and came to the last great chief, Saint Tutraco.

"Dear Chief of the Holy Land, this is your blood wine! The gods have witnessed that your piety and self-discipline have always made me admire in my heart!"

Santu Traco's face was calm, and he took the blood wine with both hands in awe. He looked at the snake priestess who was coveted by everyone, pondered for a moment, and solemnly promised.

"Dear Snake Priestess, your status is respected, and you have the ancient priesthood of Jinwan. If you don't want to go to any tribe's territory...I swear in the name of my ancestors! The temple of the gods in the Holy City of Hidden Snakes There will be a place for you!"

Hearing this, the snake priestess Miyawa raised her brows and took a deep look at the Chief of the Holy Land. She knew the weight of this promise, which left her a safe haven from the prying eyes of the chiefs in the priestly theocracy of the various tribes in the East. If she really evacuated with the crowd, she would lose the foundation of the Jinwan tribe and lose the asylum of the tribe. At that time, she can only have the status and power to protect herself if she goes to the temple in the holy land and takes charge of a temple of a goddess!

"Thank you, Chief Holy Land..."

The snake priestess Miyawa was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly. She smiled gratefully at the Chief of the Holy Land, and left lightly like a butterfly.

"Okay! The Feathered Serpent God is watching everything, and also watching our choice!"

The Great Sun Chief Qiqini looked at the chiefs in the hall with his face sinking like water. Before the evacuation started, these great chieftains from various eastern tribes had already thought of annexing the Jinwan tribe. At this moment, he no longer felt guilty about the next plan, and was even a little impatient.

"Come on! Let us drink blood wine together and swear to the gods! All ministries must unite and fight the Aztecs to the end!"

"Witness of the gods! Unite as one, fight to the end!"

As the sky was getting darker, a bonfire was lit in the temple, casting a dim light on the peaceful face of the Feathered Serpent God. All the chiefs took the oath together, and without hesitation, they all drank the blood wine in their hands!

The snake priestess Miyawa stood beside the statue, with a holy and gentle smile, watching the chiefs who drank the blood wine. She watched as the pious Chief of the Holy Land sipped his drink without spilling a drop. The rest of the chiefs were all like him, without any doubts, and they didn't miss the sworn blood wine.

Only the chief of the Great Sun, Qiqini, raised his head and drank it. His action was extremely heroic. He almost spilled more than half of a glass of blood wine, and only drank less than half of the glass. But Ozli, chief of Jihu City, stared at Chief Dari's actions until the other party finished drinking, and then followed suit, drinking and sprinkling heroically. After he finished drinking, he gave Chief Dari a provocative look, and then smiled at Miyawa, like a stag vying for a mate.

"..."

Seeing this, the snake priestess Miyawa smiled charmingly, nodded to Chief Ozley, and drew a mysterious heart shape on her heart. Then, she turned her head, ignoring Chief Ozley's agitated expression, and glanced at her brother's most trusted bodyguard, Warrior Chief Qi Yan.

The samurai leader Qiyan lowered his head, loyally guarding the side of Chief Dari. He pressed the red copper ax on his waist vigilantly, and he was almost inseparable from Qiqini. He just took a sip of the blood wine just now, but didn't actually drink it. The guards brought by the rest of the great chiefs didn't realize it and drank up the holy blood wine.

"Haha! It's really good wine! This is a good wine from the Totonak people. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com contains the blood of the descendants of the gods, which is endless aftertaste! Hahaha!..."

Chiccini drank his blood, looked around at the crowd, and laughed out loud. Seeing this, all the chiefs of the Eastern tribes also laughed happily together.

"Haha! The gods are witnesses! All the ministries are devout and united, and the victory in the battle of the gods will definitely belong to us!..."

"Extremely! The bravest warriors to fight against the Aztecs are the warriors who are truly like the sun! And only the warriors who are truly like the sun are qualified to possess the divine snake girl!..."

"Praise the ancestors! We all the tribes in the east, we must resist to the end! No matter what, we must not surrender to the Aztecs who forced us to convert and plundered our tribe!..."

"Haha! The leader who can lead the tribes and resist the Aztecs' attack should be the king of the Totonacs! It's time for our Totonac tribes to produce a real king! .."

"Ha ha ha ha!..."

All the chiefs laughed heartily, and tentatively expressed their thoughts and ambitions on such a rare occasion, under the guise of alcohol. Their eyes flickered, they looked at each other, and they laughed heartily...

"Hahahaha! Hahahaha!...uh!..."

Everyone was laughing and laughing, but there was a sudden pause, and the laughter stopped abruptly. Then, their eyes were blurred suddenly, their faces showed astonishment, and they just staggered like frogs diving into the water, and fell to the ground with a "plop, plop"...

The bonfire casts flickering shadows against the statue of Feathered Serpent. The snake priestess Miyawa bent her beautiful eyes and smiled brightly, like a holy feathered snake. Previous chapter table of contents bookmark back page