Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 270 Forcibly Inviting Quetzalcoatl!
The sweltering wind seemed to mirror Greya's mood.

She stared at Duncan's retreating figure and finally couldn't hold back any longer, asking, "Why did she call you Your Majesty?"

"who are you?"

There are very few beings in human history who can be addressed as "Your Majesty" by gods, and there are almost none in this world.

Duncan stopped in his tracks upon hearing this. Instead of directly answering Greya's question, he countered with, "Are you curious?"

“Yes.” The witch Greya nodded solemnly. “At least you have to give me some answers.”

She's come all this way; she can't possibly know nothing about it.

This is unfair to her.

Duncan pondered for a moment, stood on the edge of the cliff in front of him, gazed at the small temple pyramid not far away, and slowly said, "I once built a vast empire."

"Wanling was one of my defeated opponents back then."

All spirits are dissatisfied and are whispering amongst themselves.

What does it mean to be a defeated foe? At that time, they hadn't lost yet. There were still eagles soaring over the grasslands in the future. They were just making a strategic retreat.

Besides, how can you talk about your teammates like that?

Duncan smiled and reached out to brush the air, as if to soothe the non-existent spirits. They exist based on animism, and powerful individuals are the gods in the belief in spirits, but in essence, they have the potential to aggregate into a being similar to Gaia's consciousness.

Sure enough.

The witch Greya asked curiously, "How big is it?"

Empire is a very unfamiliar word.

The earliest empire in human history was around 2000 BC, but Sumer died out very early, leaving behind a remnant, Gilgamesh, a hopeless fool who used the remains of mythological beliefs as a treasure.

The gods left him the epic myths of Mesopotamia, hoping that he would revive and carry on the legacy, allowing the Hanging Gardens to shine once more, not for him to use as a sword to bully other weaker heroes.

If he really runs into a big shot, he'll get beaten to a pulp.

This guy is only good at jumping around among mortals. If he encountered Odin or Buddha, he wouldn't even have the courage to face them directly.

Strictly speaking, the empire that most people are truly familiar with is the ancient Persian Empire, which dates back to around 500 BC, relatively close to our current timeline. There was indeed an empire east of the Golden Desert, but it had already declined. If a figure like Alexander the Great had emerged, there's a good chance he could have easily destroyed it.

The vast empire Duncan spoke of simply does not exist in this world.

The answer has now become clear.

However, the witch Greya could neither speak nor ask; she was a wise woman who knew that some things should not be pursued to the end.

Duncan paused for a moment, then slowly said, "From the northern ice fields to the Storm Islands, from the Gold Coast to the eastern desert, from the Sword Bay Strait where the gods worship to the South Asian subcontinent beneath our feet."

So big?!

Are you sure you're not bragging?
The witch Greya knew that Duncan was large, but such a vast empire was simply unimaginable.

How could anyone possibly manage that?
Duncan seemed to guess what she was thinking and nodded, saying, "It is indeed difficult to manage."

The Nordic countries were basically divided up and separated.

From Italy to Britain, most of Europe was the core territory. Constantinople could govern the East, but in fact, Mesopotamia was poorly managed in the later period. Not to mention the vast Rus' map, which caused the Babylonian barbarians a lot of trouble. By the end, they were simply unable to expand any further.

During the later years of Duncan's administration, Carthage in North Africa was largely left to its own devices, with local governors conquering Africa on their own. Duncan himself was unaware of the extent of the territory they had gained.

It is estimated that historians will not be able to determine how much African territory they occupied during their heyday until the modern era.

This doesn't even include overseas colonies, such as Iceland, the Granlin Island, and places in West Africa.

"Wouldn't that mean spanning three continental shelves?"

The witch Greya looked shocked. She felt that Duncan was not lying, but if it was true, it was too much.
According to her understanding, that meant conquering the northern barbarians (Germans), the western kingdoms (Europe), the Gold Coast (ancient Egypt), the Storm Islands and the Sword Bay (North Africa), the desert empire (the Persian Empire in the Middle East), and other territories.

In fact, Duncan conquered a larger territory than she had imagined, because she couldn't comprehend the vast expanse surrounding Russia.

However, once captured, it was impossible to manage.

Duncan was limited by the entire era; otherwise, he could have fought his way across the subcontinent, conquered the Middle East, India, Eurasia, and even reached the Himalayas.

Eurasia and Africa.

Greya is right, it does indeed span three continental shelves.

"So that's why the gods call him Your Majesty?"

The witch Greya wanted to ask something more, but Duncan no longer needed to answer. Some things are better left unsaid; believe it or not.

All the spirits have already gone all in, believe it or not.

Dimensional space.

Duncan's will has returned to God's perspective. He now has a deeper understanding of the world and is gradually analyzing the origins of the gods' existence and how to eliminate them to some extent.

"This is actually a battle of the gods, a battle royale mode."

"They are playing the infinite flow descent game."

"During the Dark Ages, the first Earth Gods and otherworldly gods descended. At that time, there should have been three pantheon: the Earth Gods of the Root World, the native gods of this world, and otherworldly gods from other places."

“Each of them brought in a stake, just like the legendary points I used, while the gods must have used their divine power to create an incarnation.”

"The whole world is a giant PUBG map."

"In the first battle of the Dark Ages, the otherworldly gods undoubtedly won. The god of Aman suppressed the world and merged with the ancient Egyptian gods, while the otherworldly gods merged with the native gods and transformed into the later Fury pantheon."

"The otherworldly gods have won the spoils of the Dark Ages and have settled the score, enjoying thousands of years of glory."

"And now we're in the second battle royale mode."

"The era transitioned from the Dark Ages to the Imperial Age."

At that time, there must have been many gods who brought their own resources to the group to play matchmaking. Judging from the traces left behind, a large number of Earth gods came, including Native American gods, African gods, European gods, etc. It is highly likely that some of them came.

Considering the legends of the mythological era, such as toad people, frog people, snake people, etc., it is highly likely that many otherworldly gods also came, and some non-human otherworldly gods descended.

Most of the native gods have perished; the most powerful god system today is the Fury pantheon.

The first half is over, and the results have been settled.

As the second half begins, times change, civilization advances, versions change, and nomadic tribes enter a period of dominance. The All-Souls Faith goes all in, deciding to go all in because their advantage was weak in the Dark Ages, but in this era, with the rise of the nomadic version, it is their period of dominance.

Whether we can have a decent meal depends entirely on this wave.

As civilization progressed, the All Souls faith entered a period of decline after the end of the Imperial Age. Its dominant phase had passed, and as civilizations developed further, it became the dominant phase for certain factions.

The gods descended to the arena to fight.

Some were killed at the very beginning, losing everything, or even their physical bodies perished. Others managed to get a small piece of meat, but were swept out when the Dark Age version changed, severing their faith in reality. Overall, they made a small profit. Still others survived to the end. Although they didn't win big, they managed to survive and develop for so many years and had a good meal.

The biggest winner is definitely the version's chosen one, who has been dominating from start to finish and is now incredibly strong.

All the spirits also want a good meal; they want to eat chicken!

If Wanling misses out on this version's power spike, they'll be getting crushed again.

After interpreting the existence of the gods in this way, Duncan had a clear understanding of the current world situation.

Civilizations rise and fall, one after another.

The gods of the previous version are not necessarily more powerful than those of this version. Moreover, their interference in reality is also subject to constraints. That is why the gods have followers and chosen people, because they need enforcers in the real world and representatives on earth.

The transformation of the old gods into the gods of faith is the Fury pantheon actively adapting to the current version update.

Those who withstand the changing times will at least enjoy a glorious future for another thousand years.

The day passed quickly.

Because their leader, Kereit Khan, had contracted the plague, Duncan, with the support of the accompanying shaman priests, had effectively seized command of this nomadic tribe from the East. The Torgut tribe were nomads who had fought against the Central Plains elves in the past. Although their tribe was not very large, their fighting strength was first-rate. In individual combat, they were no match for the barbarians, but in a large-scale battle, even the barbarian army might not have much of an advantage.

You can directly regard them as elite Mongol cavalry, and those from the mythical era were even more physically stronger.

Despite their defeat, there aren't many humans who can go toe-to-toe with elves in archery.

Teotiwa.

This is a ruined city. Its former glory is long gone. The Mayan civilization did not survive to the end during the Dark Ages. In the entire Americas, there are only three major branches of belief that have taken shape: the Mayan civilization, the Inca civilization, and the Aztec civilization.

Undoubtedly, the more brutal Aztec gods survived to the end, and thus almost all the faces of the gods in North and South America were swallowed up by them.

"what's your plan?"

The witch Greya didn't know why Duncan had returned. When she saw the ruined temple ahead, she seemed to guess what was going on, and exclaimed in shock, "You want to summon Quetzalcoatl?!"

Duncan nodded slowly and said, "If the Goddess of Corn can join the Faith of All Souls, then why can't the Feathered Serpent God?"

He didn't intend to waste too much time here.

Moreover, the most important quality of nomadic cavalry is mobility. In a war of attrition and siege warfare, even the elite cavalry of the Torgut tribe would be worn down.

Attila the Scourge of God was worn down and killed during a siege, with his army of two to three hundred thousand suffering a crushing defeat.

How could the emperor of a great empire do such a stupid thing?

The first battle is the decisive battle, and the outcome will be decided in one battle!

Duncan's goal was clear: preparations could take a little longer, but once the war started, there would be no hesitation. He would march straight in, attack the Aztec capital, and take over their homeland!
joke.

The Torgut tribe had at least several hundred of the Khan's personal guards. Duncan had eight hundred of the Khan's personal guards, and he dared to charge into an army of one hundred thousand men.

What Eagle Warrior, Jaguar Warrior, Chicken and Dog?

He now needs to prepare everything so that once the war starts, Duncan will hardly care about the rear anymore and will fight all the way until he takes off Montema II's head.

Since the faith in the Aztec gods was to be severed, alternatives needed to be prepared in advance.

The will of Heaven can force them to convert, but they are ultimately different faiths. The best way is to support a representative or to elect a new chief god. The corn goddess Jorani is not qualified enough. This land worships the sun god, and the feathered serpent god is the sun god of their second era.

Moreover, Quetzalcoatl opposed blood sacrifice and human sacrifice, and Duncan was certain to abolish human sacrifice, so there was a natural point of cooperation between him and Quetzalcoatl.

Now it all depends on whether he has enough influence to summon Quetzalcoatl back through the ritual.

Temple of the Feathered Serpent.

In Teotihua, there is a ruined temple of the feathered serpent. Under Duncan's orders, the nomads released the indigenous priests, who then set up rituals to summon the feathered serpent god. This being had many divine roles; he was called Kukulkan by the Maya and Quetzalcoatl by the Aztecs.

Quetzalcoatl abhorred human sacrifices and blood sacrifices. He once held the position of the sun god. Summoning Him is not that complicated. There is no need to prepare a large number of human sacrifices or captives. The key is whether He is willing to respond. After all, this god has been showing signs of disappearing into the shadows.

He did not perish, but the people who abandoned this land no longer responded to the ritual sacrifices, though a trace of Him still remains here.

Duncan's human form isn't powerful enough; to summon the will of Quetzalcoatl, he needs to use his full form.

The night passed quickly.

By the next day, the dilapidated Temple of Quetzalcoatl had been rebuilt with high platforms, and the ruined temple pyramids had undergone simple repairs. In the very center was an altar, where priests lit incense and offered all sorts of tributes. As long as it wasn't a human sacrifice or a blood sacrifice, they prepared almost everything they could think of.

But Native American civilizations have not invoked the will of Quetzalcoatl and sought His resonance for far too long.

Therefore, the leading priest was extremely uneasy, fearing that he would not receive a response from the feathered serpent god and would be beheaded by the enraged nomads.

Duncan appeared beneath the temple altar.

His imposing figure ascended the steps step by step. Beneath the altar of the temple, the witch Greya watched intently. No one assisted in this sacrificial invocation; Duncan was the sole presiding officer of the ritual. All the preparations had been completed by the priests.

A gust of wind howled!
As Duncan solemnly ascended the steps, a gust of wind began to swirl in the valley. Then, to Greya's astonishment, a rain cloud appeared above the temple altar, covering only a small area. While the rest of the area remained clear and sunny, a light drizzle fell only above the altar, where Duncan was walking.

Even the rain seemed to dare not fall any harder!
The feathered serpent god was a deity in the Mayan belief who brought the rainy season and was associated with sowing, harvesting, and abundant crops.

"I."

"Duncan Augustus Caesar!"

"In the name of the Emperor of the Empire, the Father of Europe, the King of Kings, the Guardian of the Faith of Avalon, the Ally of the Greek Gods, the Oath Keeper, the Godslayer!"

"Summon your will, Quetzalcoatl, the feathered serpent god, Quetzalcoatl of the Aztecs!"

Click!

Within dimensional space.

The projected page, viewed from God's perspective, seemed to show cracks. At this moment, it was as if reality had shattered. The projected page actually cracked. Duncan lit the blazing sacrificial fire. Every time he uttered a name, the burning sacrificial fire burned even more fiercely. When the title of Godslayer was mentioned, the sacrificial fire burned wildly and, as if trembling, tore through space without the naked eye.

The real world has been torn apart!

Duncan mobilized the power of his original body and transcended reality and space to connect with the Root World.

Now it all comes down to whether the number one human host, the emperor of the empire, the king of kings, has enough influence!

If they don't give me face.

They then wiped out the indigenous beliefs of South and North America, the very roots of the world, and directly destroyed the beliefs of the three major Native American civilizations: the Mayan, Inca, and Aztec.

First offer courtesy, then resort to force. Make sure to show sufficient courtesy so that you won't hesitate to kill someone.

hum!
A slight tremor sounded.

To Duncan's disbelief, the projection page of the dimensional space showed one world after another. He saw many angels, as well as beings similar to angels and divine messengers, some of whom were no weaker than the gods, and some whose power was close to that of the Olympian gods.

Layer upon layer, like heaven, there are seven layers in total.

finally.

Duncan saw a feathered serpent god covered in pure white feathers, but he wasn't sure if it was the one he was supposed to summon.

After all, it wasn't said that there was only one Quetzalcoatl.

A faint, blurry trace appeared on the projected screen, reflecting the seven hills of Rome. Then, the colossal feathered serpent god spread its wings and soared into the air. Its will made subtle contact with Duncan, and it sighed softly, "Why summon me!... King of Kings—Duncan!... My faith has long since departed from the Root World!..."

Where did He go?

Quetzalcoatl is a benevolent god whose faith in the Root World is weak and has been gradually forgotten here, but the place where he resides is indeed quite peculiar.

Duncan closed his eyes and slowly said, "I want to rebuild the faith of the Aztecs."

"I need an incarnation of you."

"Furthermore, this incarnation will become part of the faith of all souls."

Duncan surprisingly felt a subtle resonance with those layers of worlds, but it wasn't because of his domain's laws, but because he had once been an emperor who ruled over everything in Rome.

That place was so subtle, it seemed to reflect heaven, yet it also seemed vastly different.

There was a long silence.

Quetzalcoatl hesitated. He could refuse, but in the end, he decided to give the King of Kings face. If it was just an incarnation of his will, it would not be difficult for him.

Rumble!
A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and the altar in front of us began to be enveloped in a faint spiritual light. Then a rainy season arrived, affecting an area of ​​nearly a thousand kilometers in radius.

The former sun god, who also held many divine positions, has had his will return here.

He was "forced" back by Duncan.

All spirits rejoice!
This powerful ally proved unexpectedly reliable. The return of Quetzalcoatl meant that after slaying the sun god, they could easily replace the local beliefs and reshape the evolutionary structure of the Native American community.

It's time to consider taking action.

Duncan's ultimate goal this time is the Aztec sun god Tonatiu.

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(End of this chapter)