The belief that an outsider had invented and that was superior to all other gods and based on himself would be unacceptable to the local mystics no matter what.
…But for Tlaloc, this sadness did not last long.
Because she felt the Lake of the Moon and the natural sense of aliveness that emerged in Tenochtitlan.
Tlaloc recalled what Favia had said when he was looking for him a few days ago.
"Lake Texcoco, the place where the wandering Aztecs finally settled, and the name of the lake on which Tenochtitlan was later built, is also the Lake of the Moon."
"...You already know my identity?" Tlaloc was not panicked at all, his face was as cold as ever, "So what?"
Favia didn't mind the disgust on the black-haired girl's face, and just continued:
"I need your help as the focal point of the "human principle" that will bring peace and prosperity to mankind, and I also need your assistance as the third sun."
Hearing this, Tlaloc exhaled and said:
".....What do you want me to do?"
"Assist me in carving the Fifth Sun on the Solar Calendar Stone during the ceremony to be held in a few days, so that everyone will know of the existence of the Fifth Sun."
“It’s easy for you to say, but will it be that easy? It’s something that’s been passed down since the Age of Gods. It’s like the embodiment of the concept of fate.”
"...I can't really say, but I do need your help as the Third Sun, Tlaloc."
The black-haired girl's expression was still as cold as if she was going to kill someone at the next moment, and in most cases, her words could not convey the emotions in her voice through her tone.
Finally, she just threw out a sentence to the silver-haired man.
I will come.
"You came?"
When it was evening, Tlaloc returned and opened the door to see Bawan See gently hugging Favia, relaxing her body and leaning on him, motionless, looking like she was asleep.
Favia did not seem to be panicked by the sudden arrival of the black-haired girl. She continued to hold the already asleep Bawan Xi, and after asking the question, she moved her gaze to the window and saw the pair of clear blue eyes looking at the Great Temple without any fluctuation. Tlaloc was also looking there, at the Sun Calendar Stone that had been passed down since the Age of Gods.
".......I thought you would rest with her for a while, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."
"Just take a short break, as long as Xiaoxi can have a good rest."
That gentle expression made Tlaloc hold his breath for a moment. He subconsciously pressed his excited heart with his hand and took a deep breath.
Sometimes, this human always does such things because of Bawan Shi.
Therefore, when she sees this expression, she will feel lonely and left out, and she doesn't know how to deal with her mood.
"Are you ready for the ceremony in a few days? Tlaloc, the god of rain."
"Of course." Traloc brushed his hair, his expression unchanged, "But it always feels weird when you call me that... Never mind, it's up to you."
"You are the Third Sun, after all."
Favia said firmly.
"...That's fine."
The black-haired girl seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Although in her impression, this person's opinions were as strong as ever.
This might make her feel unspeakable in her heart.
"what happened?"
The silver-haired young man seemed to notice the rare fluctuation in the black-haired girl's expression.
"nothing."
"If you have any concerns about this, you should just be calm and treat it as an ordinary ceremony."
"normal?"
Tlaloc blinked and couldn't help but say.
Ordinary? This is a disrespectful incident, how can it be regarded as an ordinary thing?
But in fact, not everyone can be like him.
Only then did she realize that, in fact, Favia was completely different from what the smoke and mirror said.
"Using the 'great deeds' of the suns, we will engrave the fifth sun on the sun calendar stone, so as to deal with the world that is gradually heading towards destruction after its rules are broken... This is also a plan we have been talking about for a long time.
Hearing Favia's calm words, Tlaloc responded inwardly, "Yes," but she herself did not seem to notice.
"Honestly, I think it's too early to say that this could prevent the destruction of the world. Even if you really become the fifth sun... I still don't think this rule can be solved so easily."
This bloody human sacrifice ceremony lasted so long that Tlaloc almost forgot it ended. The cruel rules that filled the entire Central and South America with blood made her feel that it could not end so easily.
only......
"But if it can really end like this... I think that would be nice."
Hearing this, Favia pondered for a while.
"If this is the end..."
He only finished speaking halfway and stopped talking.
Tlaloc felt as if he had some inkling of why.
Although Favia would like this cruel rule to end, in fact, his purpose of coming here is not for this, it can only be said to be a by-product.
Once he finds the missing mysterious object in his chest, he will have no reason to get involved in the dispute between Central and South America and Spain. He can just find a time to leave.
Thinking of this made the black-haired girl feel unwilling and depressed.
She is not quite sure why she feels this way.
But at this moment, Favia was silent. He said nothing, just straightened his back and stared at her with calm eyes.
This couldn't help but make Tlaloc anxious, and he couldn't help but feel the urge to draw his weapon and fight, as it seemed that it was because he hadn't killed him yet.
In short, the black-haired girl understood at this moment, and her mood was undoubtedly bad.
It's so annoying. This guy obviously knows how to read the mood when dealing with Bawan Xi, and he says nice things to make her happy.
But now it seems like he knows nothing. It really makes me angry.
"...My original purpose was just to find this thing." Favia held up the incomplete silver key in front of his chest and said with a smile, "Because my sister is waiting for me, I have to collect them all. I have also been thinking about how I will meet her when the time comes. I haven't thought about it yet."
"But when that time comes, whether I have thought it through or not... well, there is one thing I have thought of."
The voice she had heard in the past reappeared in Favia's voice, as if it contained an unshakable determination.
“I’m here, and this is the choice I made.”
243: "I came here to destroy something." (5k5)
The breeze blew through the cities of the ancient world, the dense forests where animals lived, and the nearby roads. Although the wind was very strong, the Americans who had been waiting early did not make any sound. In their eyes, the whistling wind was like the sound of nature, and the ocean sky blessed the earth with the grace of the sun.
Because today, a grand ceremony to unite the worlds of Central and South America is about to take place.
It is different from the human sacrifices of the Aztecs and Mayans, and also different from the totem worship of the Indians. It is a new ritual that is unique and unparalleled.
This does not require much publicity; they only need to know that the organizer's name is Favia to understand the point.
Favia, at this moment, when the Americans in Central and South America hear this name, they will immediately say:
"This is a great man, like the sun on earth."
This is the first impression of this man in the minds of Native Americans.
Favia was known to the indigenous people of Central and South America for abolishing the protracted human sacrifice, resolving the Flower War, unifying the world, saving his compatriots who were tortured by the devilish Spaniards in distant places, and making language conversations consistent in meaning.
The cultural convergence and the stories of the indigenous people rescued from the island of Cuba have given the indigenous people of Central and South America a clearer understanding of the white-skinned Spaniards. In their eyes, they are just demons with a false appearance, different from Favia or Father Bartolomé.
Because of this, every indigenous person in the Americas will surely participate in the struggle to defend their country and expel invaders without hesitation when the country is in crisis in the future, and this spirit will gradually become ingrained in the national character.
It was noon, outside the Great Temple of the floating city of Tenochtitlan, Favia painted his left hand blue and his right hand gold, and hung the leopard mask given to him by the Smoke Mirror on his naked upper body.
This is the symbol of the most grand ceremonies held by the Mayans, Aztecs and Indians in the past.
The blue of the Maya, the gold of the Indians, and the blood red that the Aztecs loved the most, but because human sacrifice had been banned by him, the sacred animals of Central and South America were used as the standard. It can be said that Favia improved on traditional customs, otherwise there would be no need to be topless.
And in the sight of people in Central and South America, a red flower floated in, followed by blue and gold, the red color flying into the world where there were only these.
These colors floated lightly in front of people's eyes with the wind, and they stretched out their hands reflexively, gently grabbing the gift that seemed to come from the sky. After turning their heads in the direction of the wind, they saw a human figure.
There was a figure in the center, with a giant coyote following behind and many priests and officials surrounding it.
Although he hadn't come over yet, people already knew who he was.
Qian was among countless flying flowers, her silver hair swaying gently in the wind, and her deep blue eyes had an incomparable gentle power.
Favia, the messenger of God known as the 'Sun on Earth'.
Around the silver-haired man are Montezuma II, Geronimo, Bavan Xi and others.
As for Father Bartolomé, he said that as a member of the church, it was a bit heretical for him to assist Favia in Latinizing the writing of Native Americans, and it was not convenient for him to participate in such a large-scale ceremony. Favia did not force him to come, after all, Bartolomé had done enough.
However, although the decoration that Favia was wearing at this moment might be very common to Native Americans, when Bawan Xi saw Favia like this, she felt a little... indescribable feeling, as if something that only she could see was taken away by someone else.
Therefore, he kept staring at Favia as if he was staring at something. If he used magic power, maybe he could use actual cold air to produce it, but Favia was in front of the fairy girl and didn't feel anything.
In fact, ever since Bawan Xi came here, when she saw Tlaloc, her female intuition made her feel alarmed, but fortunately, according to her observation, the relationship between the two was not hot and cold, which made her feel a little relieved.
Soon, Favia arrived in front of the Great Temple. In the sight of everyone, he walked slowly alone to the altar of the Great Temple.
More than a million people have gathered around the Great Temple, the site of the first ceremony since the abolition of human sacrifice.
Despite the large crowds of people gathered, the scene was filled with heavy silence.
Everyone was silent, just waiting for that moment to come. In this silence, Favia quietly opened his mouth.
"After I came, I abolished the long-standing custom of human sacrifice, ended the world of destruction, bloodlust and war, and united the entire continent. This world has ushered in peace...
But recently, whether in Tenochtitlan or other cities, people can be seen whose backs are so broken that they cannot stand up straight, and whose bodies are covered with scars. Many people should know these people, and many people are confused about their origins.
Who? Why? Why are they treated like this?
It is natural that such confusion would arise.
Because their ancestors were born on this land hundreds of years ago, and then traveled across the ocean to live on other islands. Finally, more than ten years ago, they were plundered by people from across the sea and treated as slaves, working day and night in mines as big as children.
If you are sick, you die. If you are tired, you die. If you resist, you die.
Indeed, their identities are indeed very dangerous, and if they are not careful they will attract extremely terrifying enemies.
Perhaps, some people will feel disgusted with them, or think that as long as they don't come, the extremely terrifying outsiders will not come.
I can tolerate a lot of things, but this is the only thing... I just can't accept it.
madness.
Should I really say that?
The cruelty of outsiders will not disappear because of your prayers. On the contrary, it will become even more brutal because you will be powerless to resist.
Choosing peaceful communication may also be a kind of truth. Don't put your hope on the other party's goodwill. Insisting on fighting and giving up fighting are two different things.
But even so—
In this world, peace can only be achieved through strength.
Only by fighting can you show your dignity and avoid being trampled underfoot.
So, I took our fighters to Cuba to rescue them and brought them back. They were not discriminated against because of their suffering. They were the people under the sun like us, and therefore deserved respect. "
The next second, millions of people in the water city of Tenochtitlan clapped their hands. There was no cheering, just a serious clapping to show their will.
"I have always believed that the Aztecs, Mayans, and Indians are all the same, even people from other countries. No matter who they are, they are all people under the 'sun'. Therefore, as long as they persist for this common nation, such people will be more dazzling than any gem in this world, and more noble than any heroic legend."
Applause broke out again, and this time it was even louder, as if everyone's hands were sore from clapping.
Favia's words are a little elusive to those who believe in the South American gods today, but they will all remember them.
Because they are not stupid and can feel the surging emotions in the man's words.
Then, in the sight of countless people, Favia, standing alone in the Great Temple, continued to speak:
"This is the first major ceremony of our world since its unification, and the one to be honored by this ceremony is—"
Kukulkan, the feathered serpent god. Although the object of this ceremony has not been revealed, people have some guesses.
