Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

The grand tent was simple yet spacious, surrounded by brightly colored feathers. Everyone sat on the ground, sipping on extremely expensive herbal drinks from the Old Continent, and for a moment, no one spoke.

The young Dark Snake sat in the corner, holding a cup of vanilla cocoa, sipping it slowly. Here, naturally, he had no place to speak, and could only wait patiently. He stared blankly at the ground, where a blue Chief Divine painting lay, the Supreme Main God standing on Snake Mountain, surrounded by gods either slain or surrendering. And at the feet of the Main God, lay a gigantic Feathered Serpent, its skin flayed and tendons pulled by an obsidian dagger...

Seeing this, the young Dark Snake shivered and lowered his eyes, not daring to look any more. Over the years, the faith of the Aztecs was expanding violently across the world with the steps of the Mexica warriors! All conquered city-states had to hold grand conversion ceremonies, drink blood wine, cut hair, and offer their souls to the War God. And those unwilling to take the blood oath or convert were mercilessly sacrificed and killed...

"Cruel Aztecs... not only do they want to conquer the body, but also the soul, to completely change the world! And all warriors who dare to resist are ruthlessly destroyed... When will this terrifying tide, this bloody world, come to an end!..."

The young Dark Snake of Cloud Serpent Divine Descendant felt melancholy and remained silent. Opposite him, Papata the Silver Raven Chieftain stroked his chin, also in thought.

As a distant vassal of the Mexica Alliance, the Vastek people, apart from paying tribute on time, could still maintain a degree of autonomy. Over the past two years, the Silver Raven Tribe had been actively aligning with the Alliance, establishing the emblem of the Mexica War God in the temple, while worshipping the War God, Feathered Serpent Divine, and Rain Divine. Although the priests and nobility within the tribe were somewhat dissatisfied, they could only compromise and accept in the face of the Mexicas sweeping the world.

"But to exalt the War God as the main god and completely abandon the Feathered Serpent Divine? The prestige lost in such a complete conversion, the dissatisfaction aroused, how can it be compensated..."

Silver Raven Papata lowered his eyes for a long time before raising his head, smiling as he proposed conditions.

"Respectable God of War Priest, the Silver Raven Tribe has always followed the Alliance, and is the model of devotion to the War God among the Vastek tribes! Yet some small tribes in the North remain stubborn, reject the divine revelation of the Alliance, and affront the divine, they must be punished!..."

"The Silver Raven Tribe, as a loyal vassal of the Alliance, is willing to serve the Alliance, leading the northern Vastek tribes and spreading the faith of the War God in this coastal area!"

"Hmm..."

Upon hearing, Preaching Priest Tomate raised an eyebrow, pondering in silence.

The Silver Raven Chieftain was negotiating, seeking the Alliance's promise for unconditional conversion, with the assurance of extending northward, incorporating more Vastek small tribes. Such conditions, Tomate, as the Kingdom's Second-Level Preaching Priest, absolutely lacked the power to agree.

Considering this, Priest Tomate squinted his eyes, deeply gazing at the Silver Raven Chieftain. He was uncertain whether the other party was genuinely negotiating or evasively stalling. After several breaths, Priest Tomate smiled back, hiding sharpness in his response.

"The glory of the Chief Divine will surely illuminate the world! Like the roaring Cat Owl River surging forth, destined to flow into the Eastern Sea! Honorable Chieftain Papata, if you go with the flow, you'll travel hundreds of miles in a day, but to go against it, you'll struggle with each step!..."

"I will dispatch priests to convey your request to the Supreme King Aweit and inform His Highness Xiulote of the divine revelation. Besides this, do you have any other requests?"

Hearing this, Papata pondered slightly, revealing a respectful smile.

"Haha! Silver Raven Papata bows to the King, grateful for the Mexican Royal Family's marriage alliance! I have already sent warriors with my three adult daughters to the great Lake Capital City. They can all sing and dance, with waists as slender as thin snakes, footsteps as agile as flower deer, bellies as fertile as wild rabbits..."

"Ah? Three daughters? You mean..."

Upon hearing, Priest Tomate was somewhat surprised. According to Vastek tradition, adulthood begins at fifteen. After reaching adulthood, formal marriage can take place. Papata sending three young daughters to the Lake Capital City is surely to forge further royal marriages.

"Indeed! My youngest daughter Liulin is just fifteen, just in time to be engaged to His Highness Little Quetelawak. My eldest daughter Liuyu is nineteen, and my second daughter Liuyao is seventeen. Both sisters are as delicate as flowers, as white jade pairs. They can dance and sing for His Highness Xiulote, serving closely, slightly easing the fatigue of laborious days..."

Silver Raven Papata smiled knowingly. These three daughters, born of the same mother, beautiful in appearance, each with their own strengths — either delicate, elegant, or pure — he had meticulously nurtured, intending to marry into powerful tribes.

With King Aweit thriving in the Spring and Autumn of his years, he hadn't decided whether to place his bet so early. But upon seeing the Kingdom of the Lake's large ships, knowing the exploration fleet crossing the entire world, coming two thousand miles from the Western Sea to Crow City, and planning to head to the Eastern Sea!...

"If the kingdom's fleet can reach here, they can also transport warriors... With thousands of national warriors traveling downstream, the five hundred miles of mountains and jungles offer no hindrance!..."

After much deliberation, Papata finally decided to send two daughters first and secure a spot on the large ship of the Kingdom of the Lake.

"Hmm..."

Priest Tomate lowered his head, sipped his cocoa. This proposal again exceeded his jurisdiction, leaving the decision to the prince in Tree Snake City. He pursed his lips, feeling the herbal essence between his teeth, and asked again with a smile.

"Honorable Chieftain Papata, your foresight is like a divine raven on the Divine Tree, looking afar! Do you have any other suggestions?"

"Haha, God of War bless! Respectable God of War Priest, I heard once the longship is repaired, the Kingdom Fleet will set forth to the Eastern Sea to seek the Holy Land in the sea?"

"Chief Divine bless! Indeed."

Priest Tomate nodded. According to his understanding, with a serious demeanor and stiff words, he narrated the substantial task of this expedition.

"His Highness received the divine revelation, aware of the great matters in the East! The fleet will head east, passing through to find the Holy Land in the sea! Must traverse the sea, find the metals and stones, and finally suppress the divine soul of the Feathered Serpent!"

"Ssss!... To seek the Feathered Serpent God and completely subdue the divine... What ferocity and madness from the alliance!"

Hearing such a secret, Silver Raven Papata drew a cold breath and asked with concern, "Esteemed War God Priest, the Feathered Serpent is one of the four creation gods after all. Isn't the alliance afraid that suppressing its divinity might trigger some calamity?"

"Ha! The Supreme Main God is almighty and invincible! Insignificant as they are, the dead such as the Feathered Serpent, their spirits are all vanquished!"

"Once the alliance's suppression begins, it won't take long before the white-skinned demons cross the sea, intending to bring havoc, but even with their thunderous beasts and roaring thunderbolts, and vast snake ships, we will defeat them all one by one and sacrifice their hearts!"