Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

Chapter 1938 1409: Cuba’s Sacrifice, the Gold of Buddhist Law!

"Praise the Chief Divine Huitzilopo! He transforms into the red sun, hanging high in the sky! We shall offer to the great you, a new batch of sacrifices for the Divine War: a brave Evil Demon noble, and five strong Evil Demon sailors!…"April in the Caribbean Sea is a scene of spring warmth. In Iron Bay Town in Cuba, a grand ceremony for the Chief Divine has reached its climax. Hundreds of Cuba and Haiti chieftains have gathered in the burgeoning Iron Bay Town to witness the sacred blood-red victory ritual firsthand!

Such a Chief Divine ceremony will continually consolidate the faith of all Taino tribes, further ensuring the majesty of the Chief Divine penetrates the Taino world of the archipelago, deep into the hearts of all the converted tribespeople, just like spring water soaking the land…

"The god has arrived! He is watching the warm soil of Cuba with red eyes! I shall offer you the most fervent devotion, offer the most blood-red life!…"

'Tomate' Chief Priest shouted out loud, his hands stained red! He stood on the Divine Platform of the red hill, throwing the most precious part of the sacrifices into the burning Sacred Fire. And the samurais' fervent cheers, the Taino tribes' shouting along, almost shook the sky, sea, and Great Island of Cuba!

"The Chief Divine protects! The sacrifice of Evil Demons is the most immortal glory in the Divine War! We fight for the god, rejoice in the god! After we die, we will surely ascend to the Divine Kingdom, enjoying eternal beauty like butterflies!…"

"Fight for the god, ascend to the Divine Kingdom!… Roar!!"

"...Almighty! Demon! These… these terrifying barbarians! Terrifying to the extreme!…"

In the shadow of the Chief Divine Temple, Scholar Martin trembled, wrapping the black robe around himself tightly, fearing any white skin would be exposed. He watched in horror as Sir Silvira on the "Demon Altar" trembled violently, turning into a mutilated corpse, with a puff of smoke rising into the sky, and blood red flowing all over the Divine Platform!

He was instantly covered in goosebumps, uncontrollably pressed against the "Devil Bird Emblem" on his forehead, praying in fear.

"Great Demon Huitzilopo of the endless hell!... I pray to the powerful you! Please protect my life and soul on this devil land!... Just let me survive! Just let me survive!... I will certainly repay you with sacrificial offerings… whether it's the heart's blood of a mother goat, the soul of a virgin, or the alchemical Sun Red Stone… I will definitely offer them all to you!…"

At this moment, Scholar Martin knelt in the Chief Divine's temple, reciting all promises from the Europe demon worship ritual, completely revealing the unsturdy foundation of his faith.

After experiencing the soul-stirring "Devil Sacrificial Rite", the last remnant of the Almighty's light finally vanished from his heart! Afterwards, he would eternally fall into the "Darkness", stepping into another deep, irretrievable "Divine Light".

"Great Demon Huitzilopo, I pray to you!…"

Scholar Martin closed his eyes, praying in fear, not knowing how much time passed. Until a lengthened shadow blocked the slanting sunlight, casting onto his face. When he raised his head and opened his eyes, his whole body suddenly trembled, even nearly falling backward in fright.

He saw a man in a black robe with blood-red hands holding a dripping Obsidian Dagger, smiling kindly at him… It was that "Devil's Apostle" conducting the evil ceremony, cheered by all the devil natives!

"The Chief Divine protects! Scholar from the White-skinned Tribe, Shu Cat Owl Priest has informed me about your origins and knowledge... Once you choose to convert, the light of the Chief Divine will dispel the innate sin, leading you to a world of red light!..."

Tomate Chief Priest smiled, reached out and touched Scholar Martin's hair, then patted his shoulder. Martin's knees softened, almost being knocked down to the ground by that gentle pat.

"Adin, I have heard your prayers, heard your call to the Chief Divine! I think you are accepted by the Chief Divine, with potential... We can talk properly, slowly, long-term... From now on, be my Priest Apprentice!... Thus, when the next offering comes, you can be my assistant, sublimating your devotion in the sacred ceremony..."

"Come! Come here! Follow me to the depths of the temple... I have prepared a dose of Divine Smoke and Potion for you, a spirit communication ritual solely for you!... You need to drink those things... Drink them so I can truly trust you!... Then, you will qualify to see the Divine Revelation from Your Majesty... that prophecy book telling of the 'Evil Demon Plague'..."

"...!"

Scholar Martin was filled with horror, but glancing around, two strong Temple Guards were already approaching with axes. He had to step forward in terror, towards the dim and dark depths of the temple. He didn't know what "demonic erosion" awaited him. But he clearly understood, once he entered this temple, he would never be able to return...

"Ah! This?... Um... Ah!... Ha!..."

A soul from Europe, accompanied by lingering Divine Smoke, roamed in a world of hallucination and trance. An empty clay pot seemed like a container for the soul to escape, allowing him to drift away in unprecedented dreams. He seemed to see the clouds and the other side of the world, seeing the rumored end of the sea. There, was the true East, the true Cipangu Japan! On similarly vast Great Islands, there were the same yellow-skinned people, some living and some already dead...