Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

Chapter 2107 - 1539: The Grand Heavenly Temple Festival! Death and Life, Prophet and Divine King! (Part 3)

"Descendants of the Gummy People, Mixteco Divine Race... go to the Divine Kingdom!""Alliance nobles, titles granted for military merit... enfeoffed with Fiefs in the Land Amidst the Clouds!"

The Sun slowly sank westward; Sacrifices mounted the platform and fell again, Samurai bowed to the ground to give thanks. The cheers and shouts of tens of thousands, like an unbroken backdrop, drifted far across the Highland amid the Clouds. By the time night fell that day, enough Divine Blood had been collected in the Bronze Tripod, blended with the prepared wine, and distributed to the excited Alliance Warriors and the numb Mistec Chieftains.

A Divine War victory ceremony of this scale—ten thousand strong, blood-soaked and resplendent, grand to the extreme—would likely only be held once more, and then never again!

For once the last remaining Zapotecs Alliance was conquered, the Mexican Royal Family would exterminate all other Divine Descendants of every tribe, gathering all Divinity to themselves, becoming the sole Royal Family among all the tribes under heaven, the Royal Family of the Olmec "Gummy People"!... By then, there would no longer be enough noble Divine Descendants to hold another Grand Festival of Divine Blood!

"Sun God, we give thanks for your magnificent grace! Tonatiuh, tlazohcamati!"

"Radiance blazing, flames burning, Tlein huelic, tlein tlahuiz,"

The night was vast, cooking smoke curled upward, and bonfires lit the Black City on the Highland amid the Clouds. The most elite Samurai of the entire Mexica Alliance had all gathered in this Holy Land in the Cloud. For the first time, the Alliance’s Divine War victory Grand Festival was not held in the Lake Capital City, but far away, a thousand li distant. Everyone already understood that after the ritual, the Alliance’s Southern Expedition would surely continue—an utter unification of the world, the final and most resplendent conquest!

"My heart I offer up to you, Noyollo nechcopa,"

"Only my blood, only my soul. Zan noyetztli, zan noyollo."

In the ancient Black City amid the Clouds, the Chief God Priests chanted the same ancient hymn to the Sun. The Mexica Warriors joined in chorus; within their song there was no trace of fear, no regard for any foe—only the devotion and exaltation of the "Divine Chosen Warrior"!

"This is truth, this is sacred! Ca ye nelli, ca ye huelic!"

"My words are the homage of submission! In tlahtolli momacehual!"

"I am joy, I am the heart! Ti huelic, ti yolotl!"

"O Sun God, may you forever hang high in the firmament! In Tonatiuh, ca ye icpac!"

The devout singing lasted through the night, until the new dawn descended and a new Sun arose. New sacrifices and investitures were about to light up the sky once more!

The Prophet presiding over the sacrifice and the Divine King presiding over the investiture again stood tall atop the high pyramid. Together they looked down upon this vast Land Amidst the Clouds, the Alliance’s Samurai and Citizens, its earth and City-States!

"Ha ha! Xiulote, these are the Alliance’s Samurai, the Alliance’s Citizens, the Alliance’s lands!"

"Yes! Honored Divine King, they all belong to you!..."

"Hahaha! Let us begin! New sacrifices and investitures!"

"Good! Praise the Chief Divine!"

Xiulote once more donned his mask, allowing the one and only Divine King Avit to stand upon this pyramid, at the center of this highest stage. And he merely gazed gently and calmly at his own freshly washed hands. Soon, those hands were stained warm once more, turned scarlet again, offering up one noble Sacrifice after another to the Chief Divine, guiding one departing Spirit after another...

"Divine Descendant of the Gummy People, noble of Ye Guo City, Yunshi Kawa... his Spirit goes to the Sun God Nation! He will become a butterfly, fluttering among the flowers of the seventh month, enjoying eternal peace and beauty!..."

"Alliance Military Merit Nobles, Warrior of the Western Army, Kuo Eagle... he took the head of Yun Chen Leader and achieved a deed of fierce valor!... In the name of the Divine King, I enfeoff him as an Alliance Hereditary Noble, with Fief in the Sun City... granting Qinanpa Floating Field, spiced Feathered Garment, gold, silver, and gems, Bronze Armor and weapons!..."

"Praise the supreme Divine King! Kuo Eagle Red Falcon is willing to kill and die for you!..."

Divine King Avit stood at the summit, once again proclaiming with generous fervor. Hearing this investiture, Xiulote’s expression shifted, his gaze snapping over. He saw a middle-aged Warrior of steady bearing, born of the Asar Lineage, clad in the Feathered Garment bestowed by the Royal Family, kneeling with force at the Divine King’s feet. The Divine King was laughing in satisfaction, reaching out to take a firm grip on the man’s hair!

"Good! Very good! Kuo Eagle... from this day forth, you are my Tonsured Guard Captain, commanding the two hundred elites newly drawn from the Western Army into the Imperial Guard Legion!..."

"Yes! The Divine King’s will is my life and death!"

"Hahaha! Good!!..."