Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

Chapter 2069 - 1512: Red and White, the Judgment of Fate!

"Praise the Chief Divine Huitzilopo! Life and death penalty, it is the judgment of the Chief Divine, deciding the nobility of the human world!... Pray to the just Chief Divine, descend the omen of divinity, determine the fate of the guilty!..."In front of the altar on the second and a half level of the divine platform, Xiulote adjusted the ceremonial dress, straightened the Feather Crown, and pressed the mask of the Divine Spirit. Then, he raised his head to the sun in the sky, shouting prayer devoutly! His shouting spread throughout the divine platform, making the surrounding nobility and Samurai widen their eyes. And the six or seven noble generals who were defeated among the ambush at the bottom of the divine platform were even more lost, constantly pleading for forgiveness.

"Please! Prophet! Please, spare me!!..."

"The Chief Divine has given the revelation! Divination yields seven, corresponding to the mountain, resulting in Stone Punishment!"

"No! No! Our Red Sandalwood Family has made great contributions for Predecessor Monarch Casal! No!!..."

"Ah!! Ugh..."

Soon, two Royal Guards dragged the crying noble to the execution ground beneath Cloud Mountain City. Then, chaos rocks smashed down from the wooden wall, and the sound immediately disappeared, leaving only a slowly blossoming blood flower, like the most shocking imprint.

"Chief Divine’s revelation! Divination yields four! Zhen Gua, corresponding to thunder, results in Thunder Punishment!..."

"Divine King spare me! Divine King spare me!! Ah!!..."

"Boom!..."

Blue smoke rose, thunder roared, stone projectiles took away lives in an instant. The chilling cries still echoed, but the figures were already down like torn rags. This dreadful scene of divine punishment made all the onlookers tremble with fear, not daring to even breathe.

"Divination yields five, Xun Trigram, corresponding to wind, results in Wind Punishment!..."

"Damn! This is murder, murder! This is murder of our West Country fief nobility! What nonsense of a prophet, what greedy Divine King... Ugh!! Hoho..."

Chaos arrows shot through precisely, piercing the throat, entering the heart. The angry shouting abruptly halted, the wide-open eyes smashed into the soil. Then, the Tonsured Guards drew the Bronze Axe for a final blow to the neck, "Ka-cha"!...

"Insult the Divine King! Hang the head for display in the camp!..."

"..."

Seeing one noble general after another in the front row being publicly executed, Mountain Clan Chief Izel shook like a sieve, his knees turning to rubber.

"No... I’m innocent... even if I am guilty, it’s not deserving of death!..."

Previously, the Divine King appointed him and other nobility from the western City-State, leading five hundred elite to cut off the return path of the Zapotecs Army. Though the group was overwhelmed and defeated, they were the Vanguard, fighting bravely before losing! Even the Mountain Family Personal Soldiers he brought were half dead in battle! Moreover, the Divine King’s Tonsured Guards blocked the gap afterward, at most a thousand people escaped!

The group fought bravely but were defeated, not affecting the overall situation, and he has always openly complied with the Divine King, one of the most submissive among the Honorable Nobility... Therefore, even if detained by the Divine King’s Tonsured Guards, he expected the severest punishment would be public humiliation, reduction of some fief, and increased tribute. But seeing the current situation, it truly is, a sentence of death by divine punishment?!

"Prophet! Prophet! Considering our ancestors’ kindness... Please save..."

Thinking of the impending dreadful divine punishment, Izel trembled all over, first pleading to Xiulote on the altar. But the mask-wearing "prophet" maintained an indifferent divine expression. The eyes under the mask coldly swept over him slightly before issuing a shout of judgment, interrupting his plea.

"Divination yields six! Kan Gua, corresponding to water, resulting in Water Punishment!"

"No! I don’t want to die! I fought bravely and was defeated! I am a courageous Warrior..."

The young noble beside him let out a wail, speaking Izel’s lines, then was dragged away by two Tonsured Guards. The Water Punishment execution location in the distant river made this execution seem especially long.

Death was like dripping water, ticking on the heart, seeping all over the body, turning into drenched sweat. Izel was sweating all over, having no heart to watch others’ executions. He weakened intermittently, turning pleadingly to look at the other Great Nobility present, hoping someone could intercede...

"Save... save me!... For the sake of our ancestors! Considering the ancestors’ marriage..."

Luwei Clan Chief Xintle closed his eyes, shook his head silently, seeming not to see anything. He silently cursed the Divine King and silently rebuked Izel.

"Damn Divine King, greedy and brutal! We truly-sealed Great Nobility are all his prey, it’s only a matter of time before he acts... Izel, you fool! Do not seek Great Nobility to intercede! That’s a dead end, only bringing more people down!..."

"Save..."

Izel opened his mouth, seeing the Great Nobility lowering their heads, unwilling to watch his performance, then the words for further rescue just couldn’t be uttered. He was stunned for several moments, finally understanding, at this moment, the only one who could spare him is the only one! The one sitting at the highest, the one who wants him dead...

"Execution completed!"

"Next! Mountain Clan Chief Izel!..."

Xiulote slightly lowered his head, glanced at the panic-stricken Izel. Then, he lowered his gaze, turned without feeling, and continued the pre-divination. This last divination, his movements slowed a bit, seemingly particularly meticulous, yet seemed like waiting for something.

"No! I don’t want to die, I’m still young!..."