Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

The priests' shouts floated all the way to the center of the Temple District, the temple of the God of Sin. Chief Priest Yaoke, clad in Leather Armor and draped in a long robe, held a Bronze Axe in his hand. Accompanied by hundreds of Temple Warriors, he personally escorted the precious Divine Descendants as sacrifices. The long line of Maya Blue sacrifices stretched all the way to the front of the Great Temple.

Hundreds of captives cried, wept, hesitated, even resisted, as they were marched to the end of their fates! That was the top of the Great Temple, the gray-black sacrificial stone already stained dark red with blood.

"Ah! Praise the mighty Chief Divine! Sacrifice, sacrifice!"

"Sacrifice the Tlaxcalans! Kill the arch-enemies of the Eastern Valley!"

"The King is invincible! The Alliance is blessed by the gods!"

"Haha! Exterminate the Tlaxcalan Divine Descendants, avenge the fallen ancestors!"

"Avenge! Sacrifice! Avenge, sacrifice! Roar! Roar!"

As the procession of sacrifices advanced, the shouts of hundreds of thousands of Mexica people almost reached a frenzy. The nobility and warriors howled with excitement, like mad Jaguars and eagles.

The Tlaxcalans were the Eastern arch-enemies of the Alliance! Both sides have been slaughtering each other, engaging in brutal warfare for half a century! Tens of thousands of Mexica Warriors died in the prolonged battles, and thousands of Mexica nobility were sacrificed in the Tlaxcalan temples! Between them, an undying blood feud had long since formed. Now, the rivals in slaughter had finally settled the score; years of blood feuds were about to be avenged, and in such a sacred sacrificial ceremony, as victors, they would witness the demise of the enemy's Divine Descendants!... How could everyone not go mad over this!

The long procession of Maya Blue was escorted up the towering pyramid. The blazing Sacred Fire had long been lit in front of the Great Temple, emitting the unique aroma of Divine Smoke. Aweit sat high above, his lips curling in a sneer, looking down on all directions. The Twelve Elder Priests were divided into two groups, presiding over two sets of sacrifices.

"Whew! Being the High Priest is truly exhausting! Not only do I have to proclaim loudly, but I also have to conduct the main sacrifice with a blade, announce names, and perform burning rituals to honor the gods... Pity these old bones of mine!... "

However, the slightly plump figure of High Priest Uguel didn't show much bone, but rather a lot of flesh. He took a deep breath, slightly moved his wrist, and began to wait for the first sacrifice.

In front of the Great Temple, the number of Tlaxcalan Divine Descendants to be sacrificed today was 625. Such a grand sacrifice would last for ten whole days, sacrificing 6250 Divine Descendants! And the number 625 came from the addition of the 365 days of the Sun Calendar and the 260 days of the Holy Calendar, a number symbolic of the Sun and the holy.

According to King Aweit's original plan, this grand celebration of the Great Temple's expansion, honoring the elders and the High Priest, celebrating victories and the autumn harvest... had never been held before, and should indeed have involved 36,500 sacrifices!

But after rare persuasion from both his son-in-law Xiulote and Chief Intelligence Officer Gillim, Aweit eventually changed his mind. He placed the 30,000 able-bodied Tlaxcalans in the military camp, entrusted them to the priests and warriors for training. After training, these 30,000 able-bodied men would become his son Chimalpahin's followers.

As for the four to five thousand who showed some resistance during training, they were singled out and put into the capital city's human sacrifice ball court. During the ten-day celebration, they would entertain the citizens of the capital city with their ball skills or their blood!

"Descendant of the Jiao People, Tlaxcala clan, Serpent Divine descendant, Prince Omomochi, journey to the realm of the Sun God! His spirit, according to his wishes, will meet with his brothers journeying to the Divine Kingdom, obtaining eternal peace!"

High Priest Uguel chanted loudly, casting the living soul in his hand into the Sacred Fire. Black smoke rose, carrying the soul of the departed, drifting high into the sky. Then, Uguel lowered his head, gazing upon the sacrificial stone where the young Divine Descendant had ceased to struggle.

"What a young and strong body... so young indeed!..."

High Priest Uguel paused, waving his hand slightly. Two Temple Guards immediately stepped forward, pushing the warm body off the edge of the Great Pyramid, leaving a trail of blood. Not far behind, Chief God Priest Acap followed with a nearly identical chant.

"Descendant of the Jiao People, Tlaxcala clan, Serpent Divine descendant, Prince Tohenyo, journey to the realm of the Sun God! His spirit, according to his wishes, will meet with his brothers journeying to the Divine Kingdom, obtaining eternal peace!"

Within just a few breaths, another similar but younger body rolled down from the high pyramid. The two bodies overlapped in front of the Moon Goddess statue, brothers reuniting in this manner, their blood mingling together. The bloodthirsty War God in the sky then, for the first time, extended a blood-red tongue to savor the flavor of the Divine Descendants.

"Sacrifice! Sacrifice! Sacrifice the princes of the Tlaxcalans! Praise the Chief Divine!"

Blue fell, red flowed. The hysterical cries echoed at the base of the Pyramid Temple, the exuberant shouts of the nobility and warriors. As the opening of the grand sacrifice, it always required two Divine Descendants of sufficient weight to delight the gods and the people!

"Descendant of the Jiao People, Weisoqinke clan, Rubber Serpent Divine descendant, City Lord Weiso, journey to the realm of the Sun God! His spirit will soar in the sky of the Divine Kingdom, meeting with his son journeying to the Divine Kingdom, transforming into a white serpent!"

High Priest Uguel chanted again, decades of sacrificial experience forming skilled muscle memory in his arms. Without needing to think, he cut and sliced seamlessly, with the precision of a master surgeon.