From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 135 Blood Sacrifice to the Eagle God, Human Sacrifice to Kokata

"In the Mayan, Aztec, and Inca civilizations, there were only two things that were inescapable: war and ritual!"

As Bai Yang spoke slowly, a special large net appeared in the void before him, on which were marked the contents of all the indigenous gods.

"Your Majesty, everyone in America has been alarmed by this live broadcast!" Alvin said. He no longer cared about the amount of divine power and willpower; the vast majority of the willpower in this kingdom could not be gathered into his hands.

But above several major cities in this country, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of wishes are also floating!

Not only in this city, but as Angus's miraculous performance spread throughout the world, almost every Christian city experienced the emergence and solidification of vows, large and small.

These aspirations will await Bai Yang's arrival to be gathered, or they may be condensed because of some of his designs, which would be more appropriate than being incorporated into a godhood.

"Isn't that great? The lineage of this civilization can also be traced back thousands of years, and because they have almost no ability to record history, the history of this group of people is more like a little girl that I can dress up as I please!"

Bai Yang lit up the net, watching the nodes light up one by one, and was very happy.

Compared to the complete history of Christianity, which can only be manipulated piecemeal by addressing various rules, histories, and laws, the history of these Native Americans appears very simple.

These people firmly believed in what he fabricated and had no doubt whatsoever about the various "oracles".

"It's a pity that there are too few native inhabitants here!" Bai Yang said with some regret.

Even now, the country has fewer than three million indigenous people, the vast majority of whom are of mixed race, resulting in a lack of firm faith and impure bloodlines, thus weakening their willpower.

Not to mention that many people of mixed race do not acknowledge themselves as tribal people, which makes the faith here seem even more dull and lifeless.

"It's amazing that we don't have enough people to ignite our divine fire!" Bai Yang said. "It seems that those people in South America should also get moving!"

Alvin nodded. "If you want to ignite the divine fire with the highest proportion of believers and establish the Inca and Mayan pantheons, then you do need a sufficient population to achieve this!"

"But you don't need to worry. More than half of the population in South America has indigenous ancestry—they won't mind the return of their gods!"

Bai Yang laughed, "That's true. Most mixed-race people would probably like to return to the embrace of the gods, since they didn't receive any good fortune when they believed in Christ!"

His gaze fell to his feet, and as Ivan moved, a number of uninvited guests suddenly appeared in the once quiet school.

……

Jeff and his assistant hid on the second floor of the school, peering out at the people in the school square, feeling only horror.

Because they saw the "human chain" being carried in one by one by a man dressed as an Indian, and they heard the wails and cries from their mouths!
But this was not the end, but only the beginning. These were all "dead men." Soon, they saw a pair of eagle wings grow from the back of the Native American man, and then he soared into the sky and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

When he reappeared, he had even more people in his hands, bound with feathers and flint, and left on the square.

They made several trips back and forth like this, which terrified the two of them!
"Boss, this is... one of their superhumans?" the assistant asked in surprise.

They had all seen Paladin Leon and Saint George, but this was the first time they had seen a superhuman from the Indian system.

Jeff nodded slightly, looking at the figure that had disappeared into the distance, and said softly, "Isn't that one of the sponsors we contacted before? Do you remember him?"

Hearing Jeff say this, the assistant looked up and carefully compared the information. "It really is true, they are all sponsors... In other words, they are the culprits?"

"Most likely, did you just hear gunshots outside? I have a feeling that something has happened to someone outside, which is why the superhumans were alerted!"

Their speculations were pointless. In this terrifying situation, the two men didn't dare to move and could only lie there and watch.

They witnessed the return of this extraordinary being, the group of people he was carrying, and the fact that he had finally stopped.

The superhuman warrior glanced at the two of them and said loudly, "Come down!" The two obediently came down from upstairs and stood in front of Ivan.

“I sensed Miktland’s goodwill in you. You can live!” Ivan said. “Go and bring all the remains you found here!”

He wasn't asking, he was giving an order, but the two had no other choice.

And so, under the watchful eyes of these bound people, the two people who had appeared in the live broadcast room began their busy work.

Ivan nodded in satisfaction, then turned around and uprooted two trees from the abandoned school. He also took some metal strips from the iron fence and built a small pyramid on the spot.

He ruthlessly tore down the two trees, turning them into pieces of wood that were piled up on the pyramid.

Then, before these bound and speechless people, he offered his prayer:
"You are the king who soars through the sky, unleashing the thunder of judgment, and vowing to pay for blood debts!"

He wasn't a full-time priest, so he didn't use many ritualistic phrases; he only offered simple prayers.

But since it was the object of the Eagle God's attention, as soon as these words were spoken, a terrifying thunderclap resounded in the sky, striking all the way to the pyramid pile and setting the wood ablaze.

Seeing this, everyone was awakened and stared at the burning flames, speechless.

Those who were bound felt their time was coming to an end and struggled desperately to survive.

Ivan ignored them completely and walked straight out of the school to the location of the dead tribesmen, intending to move them up as well.

This scene naturally attracted the attention of those below the mountain. Whether it was the police, the onlookers who had come to watch the spectacle, or the special agents dispatched from the local area, they all noticed the thunderbolt.

In this extraordinary era, everyone felt a jolt of fear, and some seized the opportunity to break through the police cordon, wanting to see what was happening inside.

Seeing that they couldn't stop them, the police stopped trying. They had been trying to stop them for so long, surely it couldn't be that the incident hadn't ended yet?

So they went up together and followed the path, where they saw the corpses scattered all over the ground!
"These are... the corpses of those Native Americans?" The first thing they saw was a field of corpses, dozens of people who were just alive and well, now turned into blood-stained corpses lying on the ground.

Under the flashlight beam, their figures appeared incredibly ferocious!

Everyone was stunned. These people were fine just a moment ago, so how could they suddenly be dead?

They couldn't give an answer, but the filming by cell phones and cameras continued unabated until they spotted Ivan dressed in a striking outfit.

This man dressed in Native American attire walked out of a building in the distance and put on a show of "air transport" right in front of these people!

He simply threw out the feathers and placed the corpses on them one by one.

It was just a tiny feather, yet it could carry so many corpses and float in the air, making it look as terrifying as a ghost descending on this night!
This action silenced everyone. They had all watched Jeff's live stream and instinctively felt that it might be some kind of ghost inside, collecting the corpses of their people.

Ivan walked forward, and they followed, shuffling forward as well. Ivan went inside the walled enclosure, and they peered inside as well.

Then, screams of terror and sounds of vomiting came from outside the wall. These onlookers, who had come to watch the spectacle, never expected that what they were seeing would be such a horrifying sight!

Inside the walled compound, the first thing that caught their eye was the corpses of more than a dozen mercenaries. These men were hung there, their bellies ripped open, their狰狞 eyes and resentful expressions staring directly at them!

"These people have been spoiled by the rules of this era!" Bai Yang shook his head and commented from the sky. "This is not good. In the extraordinary era, there are no protective rules, and in the eyes of the gods, there is no such thing as compassion!"

"This is the era of the indigenous people, the sacred site of the Mayan gods, and a live broadcast of the blood sacrifice to the Eagle God and the human sacrifice to the Kocata!"

After he finished speaking, amidst the gasps of the onlookers, Ivan raised the obsidian dagger in his hand and plunged it into the chest of the man in front of him: "This is divine punishment for the killer!"

(End of this chapter)