Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!-Chapter 568 - 277 New Year’s Grand Ceremony, Elder’s Heart

The Priest’s praise sounded like the first thunder of winter, emanating powerfully to reach the earth, penetrating directly into the ears of the prostrate masses. In an instant, there was silence all around. The Temple Plaza in front of the Great Temple suddenly fell quiet, save for the deep, short breaths and the crackling of the Sacred Fire.

The elder, expressionless, rose from the stone chair in front of the Temple and walked toward the edge of the Great Temple’s pyramid.

He was clad in a black Ceremonial Dress robe, which hid his gaunt figure; on his head, he wore an ancient, elongated Feather Crown, covering his completely white hair. In his right hand, he still held the Scepter of the Chief Minister, his companion for over fifty years.

He moved with slow and firm steps, gradually appearing before the eyes of the multitude, just as his old and majestic visage slowly impressed itself upon the hearts of the people. A step behind him followed the High Priest, also in a Feather Crown Ceremonial Dress, slightly shorter in stature. Two steps further behind, the statue-like Guard Captain, carrying a pottery jar, followed with equally precise steps, closely shadowing behind.

At the edge of the Temple, in front of the Sacred Fire, the elder stopped, the firelight illuminating his profound eyes. His tall figure finally came fully into view of the masses at the highest point of the pyramid, receiving their adoration! Then, the elder slowly raised his right arm, lifting the Chief’s Scepter above his head, just as he had done fifty years ago!

"We-we! Elder! ... Immortal Sun! Sun! ..."

The second clap of thunder exploded at this moment! Led by the Priest, from the central Temple to the edges of the Temple District, everyone frantically cheered together. At this moment, even the usually stoic Xiuxoke and the flamboyantly proud Stanley were excitedly red-eyed, fist-pumping and shouting aloud!

As the Chief Minister of the Alliance, Elder Trakel Er was now eighty-eight years old! Having lived through five monarchs, he had effectively controlled the Alliance from behind the scenes for half a century, the true immortal sun of the Mexica! Three generations of Mexica grew up listening to his legends, filled with boundless reverence, and fearfully followed his reformative decrees.

Faced with this living legend, envoys from all countries bowed simultaneously, their hearts filled with both deep fear and sincere lamentation. The Mexica elder was indeed still alive!

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In an era where the average lifespan barely exceeded twenty years, such a long-lived elder was like an immortal nightmare, constantly looming over the hearts of all factions under heaven. It could be said that as long as the suppressive elder of the Alliance lived another day, all the Great Nobility with different dreams could only remain concealed and endure. The whole Mexica Alliance was a closely connected entity! Even if the centralization reforms of religion and politics stirred up raging storms, the united rock of the Alliance remained intact and unbreachable!

The hysterical cheers continued for dozens of breaths until the elder slowly retracted his scepter, and the clamor gradually subsided. Then, the High Priest took a deep breath, stepped forward, and, looking up at the sky, roared with all his might.

"The sun rises, Chief Divine Huitzilopochtli ascends to the highest! The Chief Divine blesses the Alliance, the divine war on the west achieved perfect victory! The Chief Divine has devoured the Tarasco three gods, reigning over the sun, the moon, and the earth! He is omnipotent!"

"Praise the Chief Divine! God protects the Alliance!"

The High Priest raised the Divine Staff and roared loudly.

"Praise the Chief Divine! God protects the Alliance!"

Hundreds of Priests prayed simultaneously, their voices loud and fervent, reaching the skies.

"Praise the Chief Divine! God protects the Alliance!"

Tens of thousands of Capital City citizens shouted fanatically, like the third thunderbolt, scattering birds across the sky.

Below the Great Temple, Xiuxoke was fervent and also shouted loudly. This declaration after the victory was especially exhilarating.

"The Chief Divine maintains the world’s rotation, needing Holy Blood to perfect the sun! The evil three gods are dead, and their Divine Descendants must offer Holy Blood, to make the Chief Divine smile contentedly! The Divine says, His mercy is like the sun, shining on every pure heart, sowing into every clean soul! ...The world has the same origin, coming from the Olmecs. Prepetcha and Mexica are descendants of the Olmecs, brothers from the previous Era. The sun will shine on them equally, and the Chief Divine will lead them on the right path! ...Thus, commoners may convert, but Divine Descendants must be sacrificed!"

The vast plaza was quiet and solemn, with only the Priests repeating the divine decree. Soon, low murmurs began to arise among the nobles and Samurai of the Alliance. They were not doubting but slightly puzzled.

"Prepetcha are our brothers?"

Hearing this, the towering Stanley grimaced, then asked, puzzled,

"What are the Olmecs?"

"The Olmecs are Olmec people, the common ancestors of all factions under heaven."

Xiuxoke responded calmly and confidently. He knew this was a recently circulated statement from Qinchongcan City, also quite popular among the Prepetcha. A fief in the middle of the lake had sent envoys to the elder and the High Priest, reporting the newly compiled doctrine. It seemed, this doctrine had been adapted and accepted by the High Priests as a tool for conquering the world.

"Eh? Aren’t our ancestors the Aztecs? The legendary origin Divine Mountain is in the far northwest of the world!"

Stanley scratched his head, looked toward the northwest sky, and then back at Xiuxoke.

"Uh, the Aztecs are also descendants of the Olmecs... Trust me, the world has the same origin, coming from the Olmecs!"

Xiuxoke responded confidently. Stanley grimaced again but did not ask further. He was somewhat unsure, but since the High Priest had spoken on behalf of the elder, it probably was so!