Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!-Chapter 1540 - 1081: King Versus King, the Divine Son Inherits the Sun!

The scorching sunlight descended from the zenith of the Divine King's palace, illuminating the three-tiered pyramid-shaped palace, and also illuminating the changing expressions and postures of everyone present. Every corner of the Divine King's palace had been precisely calculated and designed by the star-gazing Priest to ensure that the sun's rays would accurately fall upon the stone Divine Throne at the center and highest point at noon in summer. That was the divinity of the sun, bestowed upon the sole alliance Divine King!

"The Chief Divine of the Sun God, War God, and Guardian God gazes upon everything in the mortal realm! The ancestors of the Mexican Royal Family are also watching over us!"

God King Avit sat high on the Throne of the Gods, sunlight cascading down, with his Feather Crown flashing brilliantly like a radiant embodiment of divine spirit. In his arms, little Xiu Hua wore the same bright and vivid Chagel Feather Crown, eyes wide and innocent, as he looked at his silent father Xiulote.

"Grandfather, why must father bow to me? I am father's son; I should bow to father, shouldn't I?"

"Haha! Xo Huawaltecalaquiaztli Sotel, my grandson. You are your father's son, but you are even more the Sun God's son of the Alliance! Now, I am your father's Divine King, and after I die, you will be his Divine King! You must remember that you inherit the sun's divinity from the Alliance Royal Family, destined to ascend to the summit of the sun. That is why your brave and loyal father needs to bow to you."

Avit chuckled lightly, as if discussing ordinary family matters, while speaking of the inheritance and abdication within the Alliance. Little Xiu Hua blinked, unable to fathom the deeper meaning within. But he saw his father Xiulote's solemn expression and glanced around at the breath-holding, statue-like "uncles and elder brothers," acutely aware that this bowing carried significance far beyond a simple nod of courtesy!

"Grandfather, perhaps... perhaps you shouldn't have father bow to me! He would be unhappy..."

"Oh? Xiulote, my child... would you be unhappy bowing to the suns of the Alliance?"

Avit raised an eyebrow, watching the unmoving Xiulote. The smile on his face slowly gathered, and his voice turned low and harsh.

"What is it? Do you not wish for your eldest son, Xo Huawaltecalaquiaztli Sotel, to become the newly risen sun of the Alliance?!"

"..."

Xiulote stood firm, his eyes deep and calm, facing Avit's icy gaze. In this moment, the two Mexicans holding the highest power among the people silently and coldly stared at one another. Their eyes were as chilling as the Ice Sea, wielding lethal weapons of authority in a hidden battlefield, locked in personal combat over supreme power!

At this moment, the veneer of warmth between teacher and student was quietly peeled away, revealing only the brutal clash of political power. The loser in this clash would bear witness by the Chief Divine and ancestors, stripped of the sun's divinity, losing the lawful inheritance of the Alliance...

Yes, without a doubt! At this very moment, before all the twelve Elder Priests and Great Nobility! God King Avit, after long preparation, finally intended to officially remove Xiulote's position as the Alliance heir, transferring such inheriting power to Xiulote's eldest son Xiu Hua!

"..."

Avit kept his face expressionless, patiently awaiting his student's response. Having long endured the trials of political struggle, his grasp over the alliance's power and divine authority politics was already perfected. His employment of political tactics was adept and strikingly incisive, never acting blindly without utmost confidence!

For this moment, he had waited patiently for a long time and meticulously laid out his plans for even longer. Within the present Mexica Alliance, he had preliminarily achieved centralization within the Texcoco Lake District's core and the alliance's outer Eleven States! He grasped not only the alliance's royal power but also firmly held the alliance's divine authority. Beneath this dual rule, there were close to four to five million under governance, nine royal legions of eight thousand strong, compliant nobility, and Samurai from various states, and tens of thousands of enlisted militia numerous!

He wielded such formidable power yet continually held back, quietly casting the web of plots. Until Xiulote stepped into the Capital City, into the meticulously prepared cage, only then did the Divine Eagle hovering in the sky swiftly swoop down, launching a lethal strike composed of schemes, influence, pressure, and familial ties!

"..."

Xiulote's face was ashen, still silent. He had known for a long time that Avit had laid plans for so long, leaving him no choice once stepping into the Capital City. But he had not anticipated the Divine King's actions would be so decisive and merciless, so impatiently immediate! Barely had he returned to the Capital City and already needing to face such a ruthless, uprooting blow, directly deprived of the Mexica Alliance's key inheritance!

At this moment, it seemed as if a heavy burden pressed upon his shoulders, urging him to bow down. Yet deep within, his kingly stubborn pride and the military strength at his disposal steadfastly upheld his head, unwilling to bow before father-in-law Avit and son Xiu Hua...

"Grandfather? Father? Why aren't you both speaking? Ah! Mother? Mother! Why are you crying?"

"...!"

Hearing little Xiu Hua's tender call, Xiulote instantly turned his head and saw Alisa's tear-streaked eyes. He bit his lip hard, feeling the stabbing pain and torment deep within, and felt a long-unfamiliar sense of powerlessness. At this moment, amid piercing pain and crucible, he called out the king's roar within his heart! Undergoing the final transformation, shedding the youthful ideals and romanticism, relinquishing the conqueror's luck, illusions, and arrogance, treading toward the cold, relentless, persevering pursuit, solitary sovereign future!

"Chief Divine bears witness! Avit, this time I bow my head... not for your threats of power, nor for fear of death!..."

"This time I bow my head for the land of Central America, for the future of millions of tribes, for the future of the Mexica people! For my father and siblings held hostage in the Capital City, and also for my beloved wife and children!..."

"This time I bow my head, I yield the right of succession in the Alliance! For the past decade or more, the kindness you have shown me as a mentor, a father, and a friend, I have now repaid in full! I owe you nothing more... From now on, we are both pursuers of power and contenders for the world, let time tell what comes next!..."

Xiulote pressed his lips tightly, silently swearing in his heart. A long and silent quiet enveloped the vast Royal Palace. The numerous Great Nobility and Elder Priests within the hall held their breaths, eyes filled with concern, awaiting this moment that would decide the fate of the world!

"Chief Divine... and Ancestors... bear witness!..."

After a long while, Xiulote finally slowly bent his body, deeply bowing his proud head, saluting the God King at the top. He gritted his teeth, almost enunciating each word, making an oath witnessed by the Divine.

"I, Xiulote, swear to the Chief Divine! I will guard the two suns of the Royal Family with my life! ... I will become Xiulotel, the God of Death escorting the rising sun! ... I will protect the midday sun until it sets, escort the newborn dawn, to replace and rise again!!..."

"Good! Very good!!..."

Seeing Xiulote being forced to bow his head and make his vow, God King Avit on the Throne of the Gods let the corners of his mouth rise, and his cold gaze finally softened. He showed a satisfied smile and likewise stood up from the Throne of the Gods, holding Xiuhua Sotl by the left hand, and approached Xiulote.

"Chief Divine bears witness! My student, you have ultimately made the right choice! And I will also forgive, forgive the mistakes you've made in the past! In the third layer of the God King's Palace, there will be a throne for you, right beside Alisa..."

Avit made a generous promise, extending his rough right hand, firmly gripping Xiulote's hair. Then he looked at the waist-high Xiuhua, his expression gentle yet his tone stern as he instructed.

"Come! Xiuhua Sotl, my grandson! Stretch out your hand and grip your father's hair!..."

"Ah? Father's hair? ... Um... Holding it, it's very soft, like soft cotton... Hey? Father has two swirls on his head just like me..."

Xiulote bent deeply, his eyes lowered, feeling the tender little hands of his eldest son exploring his head. This was his first contact with his eldest son, though he never thought it would be under such special circumstances, stirring his emotions greatly...

"Haha! Good! Very good! The Chief Divine is very pleased! ... Through me, He will convey to you the highest decree of the Sun God!..."

Avit laughed aloud, stretching out his strong arms, steadily lifting his precocious eldest grandson, Xiuhua. Holding his intelligent grandson, he then announced loudly and clearly to the twelve Elder Priests, dozens of honorable nobility, over a hundred Hereditary Nobles, and hundreds of Military Merit Nobility Samurai of the Alliance Royal Family in the three-tiered God King's Palace!

"The Chief Divine incarnates as the Sun! And I, God King Avit, am its sole embodiment on Earth!..."

"The divinity of the Sun will be passed down through my bloodline for generations! And my eldest grandson, Xo Huawaltecalaquiaztli Sotel, is the spirit of light traversing and conquering the land, the first generation Sun God's son!..."

"After the Sun sets, a new Sun will rise! And after my death, the position of Sun God King of the Alliance will pass to the Sun God's son, to my grandson, Xiuhua Sotl!..."

"Come! Chief Divine and Ancestors bear witness! Mexica Alliance nobility! Come and bow to the two suns you guard, swear your allegiance!"...

The third tier of the God King's Palace was enveloped in a silent stillness. Then, Chief God Priest Elder Acap was the first to prostrate himself fully on the ground. Following him, with a heavy expression, Gia Gillim, the Female Snake, also knelt. Afterward, it was all the Elder Priests, all the Great Nobility of the Kingdom, all the Military Merit Nobility Samurai!

Soon, the deafening cries resounded repeatedly within the pyramid-shaped palace, eventually converging into a thunderous shout that shattered the sky and shook the entire Alliance!

"Praise the Sun God King! Praise the Sun God's son! ... The God King shines in all directions, the Divine Son inherits the Sun!..."