According to the normal development of history, Cortes took advantage of the fact that Mongols regarded him as the returning messenger of Quetzalcoatl and successfully destroyed the Aztec Empire.
In the Type-Moon World, the reason why Montezuma II regarded Cortes as the returned messenger of Quetzalcoatl was not only because he firmly believed in the prophecy that "Quetzalcoatl will definitely return", and therefore felt indebted to Cortes as the messenger of Quetzalcoatl, but also wanted to take this opportunity to abolish human sacrifice in the Aztec Empire.
However, human sacrifice was the foundation of this ancient empire in this cruel world of Central and South America, and the vast majority of Aztecs regarded it as an honor. It was for this reason that Montezuma II, who wanted to abolish human sacrifice, a necessary evil to maintain the survival of the empire, shook the foundations of civilization. As a result, Cortes' fraud and his own weakness led to the humiliating death of King Montezuma II and the destruction of the ancient civilization by Spanish colonists.
At this moment, the loud noises of the sea erupted one after another, as if they would never end.
"Ah, you actually found it..."
A soft sigh escaped from the mouth of the girl on the beach. Even though it was very far away, it made the animals in the jungle instantly tense up and subconsciously look up at the coastline.
To a certain extent, this girl is simply an "individual" with a strong aura, separating herself from the world. Perhaps, even she herself does not care about this, after all, it is an unconscious behavior for her.
"But, it's finally here..."
There was a hint of coldness in the girl's slight breath.
In her eyes, there was the shadow of the ship that was about to arrive at this land.
Those eyes seemed like a mirror that did not belong to this world, and they accurately reflected the shape of the ship and the sea.
But if a magician were to witness it with his own eyes, he would discover another substance that is fundamentally different from the original, making it difficult to distinguish. It would send shivers down the spine of the observing magician, but whether it was out of fear or emotion is unknown.
"It is indeed this time, according to the oracle of the great Tezcatlipoca..."
The inhuman girl from a distant country raised her hand and spoke, and the coldness in her pupils burst out like a cold wave.
"Please forgive me, great Tezcatlipoca, my brother, for my selfish actions on behalf of the Aztecs."
Immediately afterwards, bloody lines suddenly appeared on the arms and legs.
The blue pointed whip-like weapon stabbed into the sea like a poisonous snake. The blue stone flakes rubbed against the waves of the sea, emitting a dazzling spark.
The weapon itself was chirping hungrily, bursting with murderous intent.
"The stranger from the other side, the so-called conqueror, the returning messenger of the false ruler of the Second Sun Age, the destroyer of the Fifth Sun Age, the final bright star of the Sun Age, the destroyer who pulled Azteca into Mictlan,..."
Under the brilliant blue-black hair, the girl's pure black eyes burst into a fiery light.
Majestic and cold, emitting the terrifying intimidation that comes from being an inhuman being.
"To face such a terrifying enemy, I can only offer my bright red blood and my heart of fire at all costs. Let my tears overflow..."
The girl shouted coldly in a voice that only she could hear:
"——I will never let you set foot here!"
230: Rain God: I can’t bear it, I’ll punch him—— (4k)
For a moment, Favia seemed to catch something, something that was still sleeping slightly in the dense forest despite the passing of the gods.
That cruel world has existed for who knows how many years and has never changed.
It can be said that in this land that has been isolated from the Eurasian continent for a long time, death and blood are the foundation of life in this cruel jungle.
Even though dynasties on earth have changed several times, and even when the Age of Gods was still there, the gods of Central and South America returned to the earth and left the world to mankind.
So many years have passed, and until now, there should not be any changes with the changing times. The undiscovered continent is sleeping in the lightless darkness until the ancient civilization is destroyed by outsiders.
Now, a change has occurred - raindrops.
One drop, two drops, heavy rain gradually appeared, and then it poured down.
At the same time, the vortex above the ocean increased rapidly.
Ten, twenty, one hundred, two hundred.
Countless whirlpools filled the area surrounding the ship where Favia was.
And the next moment, the lightning that filled the dark sky seemed to stop time, and the roar of thunder disrupted the boundary between reality and fantasy, bringing shock.
Tiny, constant, eerie vibrations.
It was as if some kind of existence had awakened after thousands of years.
The hurricane howled, and the ferocious shadow of the left hummingbird emerged from the raging waves of the sea.
Following closely behind was a high-pitched cry accompanied by something waving and spinning violently under the sea, attacking the large ship not far away.
It was as if they had rehearsed this countless times. Their coordination was flawless, and their operations were smooth and swift, as they attacked the outsiders who attempted to land.
"Favia, this......"
Bawan Xi immediately realized that something was wrong around him and uttered a sound of confusion and a little fear.
As a fairy, she instinctively felt that there was no chance of her successfully resisting this attack.
"Go to the control console and provide the ship with magic power to activate the large-scale magic that has been constructed in advance."
Then, as if receiving an invitation, the silver-haired young man fixed his eyes on the nearby land.
"Give me a few more minutes, Bawan Xi."
Just like the previous sound, this is enough.
The fairy girl thought she could do anything if Favia asked her to.
"Understood!"
Afterwards, after casting magic spells all over his body, Favia flew straight into the air, stepped on the water vortex, and ran towards the land not far away at an extremely fast speed.
Although there was still a sense of oppression coming from the dark sky, as if a huge existence was pressing down, penetrating the air and the sea water...it was not just a sense of oppression, it seemed like a constant flow of magical power, almost all of it flowing along the sea water along the coast towards Favia.
In fact, although Favia's clothes were only torn at this moment, he had the feeling of fighting with the god Osiris in the Roman era.
The silver-haired young man moved forward in the black water vortex that was sprouting lightning.
Moving forward is the process of the flesh being torn apart.
The howling wind in my face and the heavy pressure on my limbs gave me a feeling that the flesh was gradually peeling off my bones.
Each time, fresh blood splashed in the wind, nerves cried and screamed, and even the bones inside were being scraped away.
That's how it feels, it's very painful.
But soon Favia realized that it was not the change that happened to his body, but the pain that was comparable to this change.
Perhaps this is understandable. After all, this is not the first century. Even if it is the first century, how could the gods of the Age of Gods appear without permission and violate the rules of the planet?
However, such pain was unimportant to Favia and could be endured.
However, as he shuttled through the vortex of water, he heard the attacker's mumbling.
"How could it be, damn it, I... must protect it... Rain brings death, war brings flowers, the city will prosper, the solar calendar, the sacrificial calendar..."
At this moment, a strange vibration came from underground in Central and South America. There was an even greater magical power coming from there. It was a vibration that could be felt intuitively, becoming more and more intense, and was already equivalent to a mild earthquake.
However, Favia had no fear and no hesitation. He simply clasped his hands and began to use the rune magic he learned from the great god Odin.
"Yuke——"
The magic power formed a vortex.
A huge magical power that is enough to wipe out a small city is forming the shadow of a "tree" behind the young man.
The runes obtained from the Nordic gods in the past, with sufficient supply of magic power, can even show the illusion of part of the Age of Gods.
As Favia spoke, the phantom of the 'tree' extended from the sea level to the land.
"——Trasir."
Yggdrasil, the world tree in Norse mythology, and the entire world is made up of its branches.
"Uk" means scary, and is another name of the main god Odin. "Tlahil" means horse, so the combination means "Odin's horse", which comes from the fact that Odin once hung himself on a tree and stabbed himself with the spear Kungunir, which led to the discovery of runes.
Odin described this action as "riding a horse", and the World Tree was therefore named Yggdrasil.
The big tree and the sea water are in fierce conflict.
There was a fierce flash of light, dyeing the dark sky white. The force confronted each other, as if the two forces with mass did not guide each other, but instead collided with each other in a fierce contest.
The roar was loud enough to shake the ground, the power was powerful enough to shake the heavens and the earth.
In the end, the tree defeated the rain.
So when the rainstorm was blocked by the shadow of the 'tree', the branches and leaves all over the sky hung high in the dark sky like stars.
And, just like the heavy rain that originally poured down, the branches and leaves of the tree continued to increase, increase, and increase...
This made the black-haired girl on the ground feel a little suffocated, and her pupils trembled slightly involuntarily at the incredible scale.
In her sight, every branch and leaf was filled with pure power.
The black-haired girl widened her eyes and couldn't help but clench her fists, wanting to curse.
How could such a powerful force exist in this era?! Is there such a pure faith in a foreign continent?
After being surprised, what she heard was a mournful howl that broke through the air, and saw a silver-haired human standing in front of her.
"Before we fight to the death, wouldn't it be a good idea to introduce yourselves?"
Glancing at the ship on the sea not far away, Favia looked at the black-haired girl in front of him and raised his eyebrows slightly.
A blue light flows on the soft limbs, like a fairy.
The moment he saw her, Favia realized her identity——
An elf living in the capital of the Aztec Empire, Tenochtitlan, which has the same name as the city. Of course, because there are temples of the rain god Tlaloc and the war god Huitzilopochtli in the city, and the Aztecs have long believed in them devoutly, she can use the abilities of both.
Or it would not be an exaggeration to say that she is now equivalent to the rain god Tlaloc.
Sensing the attitude of the newcomer, Tlaloc, holding the whip, gritted his teeth slightly and then declared:
"Please die, okay?"
The blue pointed whip-like weapon stabbed at Favia like a poisonous snake. The blue stone flakes rubbed against the air, emitting a dazzling spark and bringing bursts of blood rain.
Although he had no weapons, Favia, who had quick reactions, blocked the sudden attack with his hand, but then he saw the black-haired girl's other hand pulled out a blue pointed dagger from her waist and pointed it at his face.
boom!
Blue magic power shaped like a laser rushed out straight away.
And amid the roar, Favia clenched the whip in his hands, and with his own strength, he swung Tlaloc up and smashed him somewhere else.
But the next moment, Tlaloc, who had been hit and left a deep pit, suddenly appeared in front of Favia without any warning, without any gap and leaving no room for Favia to dodge.
The blue pointed whip exudes magical power, like a terrifying giant bird, opening its mouth, swallowing, and bursting out terrifying gravity, pulling the enemy towards death.
Then, Favia, who was in front of the whip, disappeared into thin air.
By the time Tlaloc realized something was wrong and came to his senses, he was about to leap back like a cheetah, thus avoiding the sharp edge of the magic bullet shot from behind. However, even with such a quick reaction, he still got scratches on his face, and there was some liquid that looked like blood.
It seemed that Favia had avenged the sudden attack on him when they first met, after all, his face was also scratched by that beam of light.
In the blink of an eye, Tlaloc did not retreat at all, and an almost cold smile appeared on his face, which was stained with a trace of blood.
Suddenly, the black-haired girl felt a burning pain. She felt carefully and found that there was heat in the air.
The sea breeze was clearly blowing towards this human, but for some reason she felt a chill down her spine.
Not good──
While Tlaloc was thinking this, Favia had already begun.
boom!
Favia didn't hesitate too much and rushed forward almost immediately.
Although they had a brief conversation, at this moment, he had no intention of showing any sympathy to her.
His hands are now his weapons. His right fist is as fast as lightning, rushing out and hitting the whip swung by Litlaloc, while his left fist hits the girl's neck.
Bang!
Overwhelmed, Tlaloc could only avoid damage to his neck, so the whip he used as a weapon could only endure the attack.
In fact, Favia's original purpose was the whip, which was just a cover for the hand attacking his neck.
Now he swung his right hand like a series of artillery shells, leaving afterimages, which caused the whip that could not withstand this force to reorganize.
