From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 412 Kukulkan's Questioning

"How fast! In just over a thousand years, these alien monsters have been completely wiped out of this world!" Badr exclaimed, then raised his hand. "Now that I'm here, there's no need to trouble anyone else!"

"The skeletal horse is here, the Valkyries are here too! Valkyries, call upon the Ship of Odin, the Radiance of Starfire, the Path of Frostblade Hammers, in the name of the Rainbow Bridge!"

This seemingly radiant deity, before everyone's eyes, opened his arms and declared: "In the name of me, Baldr, the God of Light, open the Hall of Heroes!"

Ancient proverbs seemed to hover in the air, and also appeared beside Badr:

May the ship of heroes sail
We will lead you into an endless battle!
Let us take you to a feast where you will never be drunk!

"Lead you into the day of immortality!"

The deity slowly ascended into the sky, and then, to everyone's astonishment, opened a golden gate!
Inside the portal, a magnificent palace complex came into view. Before the portal, the Viking warriors who should have been dead stood there, seemingly bewildered, and then proceeded step by step toward Valhalla!
The resurrection of these warriors appears incredibly brutal, yet it aligns with the depictions of the Norse gods.

That's how they should be: die, then be resurrected, and then walk into Valhalla!
"The splendor of Valhalla is stained with the blood of every heroic spirit!" Baldr's voice rang out, and then the chief god looked at the people before him, saw the ships, and also saw the remaining Native Americans.

“Under normal circumstances, I would certainly join you in drinking and merrymaking at Valhalla, but for now, let us leave the final story to Quetzalcoatl!”

Upon hearing this, everyone present became incredibly curious!

After all, in their eyes, Badr's status was already extremely noble. He had presided over the Viking funeral and spread the Norse god belief. Shouldn't he continue to promote it in one go?
Why reserve the main venue for the indigenous deities?

"Quetzalcoatl? Is that Quetzalcoatl?" someone asked curiously.

No one could answer. The Americans seemed a little nervous, after all, they knew that this woman had once stirred up a terrible storm in Los Angeles. If she came again, would she continue to retaliate against them, the Americans?

Upon hearing Baldr's words, Karl finally stood up, and together with the three extraordinary individuals beside him, set foot on an island and began their funeral!
Compared to the two sects just now, Karl and his group suffered heavy losses as well. He brought a team of over a hundred superhumans and fought alongside Ivan, but in the end, fewer than 30 of them survived!
This is because many of them did not die directly, but survived by the presence of "animal spirits" within them.

This time, it is the entire indigenous community paying tribute to these victims.

For them, emotions would be more straightforward, because the Papacy and the Aesir are protecting the safety of the planet, while they are protecting their own people!

If Kuchamama really wins, they will be the first to suffer annihilation, without a doubt!
"Listen! The scales of Kukulkan are vibrating—"

Your wounds are holy wells leading to the underworld.

The gushing blood fountain is the sap of reborn corn.

"Now, with blood, I repaint the steps of Bethlehem, to guide you back to your rightful place!"

Karl's voice rang out. Although he was seriously injured, he still regained his strength with the help of "divine magic" and stood in front of everyone here!
He used the obsidian knife in his hand to cut his wrist, letting the blood drip onto the island at his feet, and then he knelt down on the ground!
"O Quetzalcoatl! I will burn my flesh, dissolve my body, and rise into the dust to beg for your descent!"

"We pray that you will grant us hope for the future! And that you will carry the bodies of these warriors into the kingdom of the gods!"

He raised his head, the blood in his hand flying upwards, slowly forming a short sentence in everyone's eyes: "The corn is still sprouting, and the gods are still watching!"

In the sky, a flower that looked like an ear of corn opened up, spreading across the entire sky and gradually expanding until it transformed into a huge feathered serpent phantom that seemed to cover the entire sky!

At that very moment, everyone who had Native American blood and believed they possessed that bloodline felt an immense, undisguised pressure emanating from their very being!
The giant feathered serpent seemed to be watching this world, scanning its surroundings before casting its gaze upon the four "gods" observing it from afar!

This gaze made them tremble. There were too many gods in this world, and how could this be another main god of a pantheon with powerful divine power?
Does the immense divine power in this world come for free?
The feathered serpents gathered before them, then elevated the corpses on the ground, transforming them into a series of animals that coalesced in the sky and were swallowed whole by the giant feathered serpent god!
Then, the feathered serpent god gradually shrank until he stood before them, transforming into an incredibly wise-looking middle-aged American. He approached the two men. "Thank you for everything you've done for this land… but before that, please wait! This land is suffering…"

His words were gentle, and his arms seemed to be full of power. As he waved his arms, the entire sea seemed to recede!
Yes, the seawater is surging and gathering in this area, pushing some things from the sea to the surface!
Although the war was only taking place in this sea area, in just a few short hours, all the countries around the Gulf of Mexico were already on high alert!

Because of Kuchamama's maritime power, many parts of this region have been plunged into terrible maritime disasters.

Tsunamis, hurricanes, and torrential rains are just the mildest of the crises. The real dangers lie in the collateral damage. And more importantly, apart from America, Mexico, and Colombia, most countries in this region lack even the capacity for disaster relief.

Even now, the waves haven't receded, and this maritime disaster may continue for some time!
Because the seawater flooded many areas, leaving them in a state of disaster and despair!

But with the arrival of Kukulkan, the feathered serpent god who had unparalleled prestige throughout the Americas, he actually drew out the seawater, allowing many people who were suffering from ocean disasters to suddenly find themselves saved!
On these beaches where the seawater has receded, there is a sun god emblem belonging to Kukulkan, shining brightly!
"This is not the Second Creator, Quetzalcoatl!" someone exclaimed in surprise. "It is the true Feathered Serpent God, the God of Storms, the Creator, the Ruler, the God of Death and Rebirth, the Protector of Priests, the God of Agriculture, the God of Plants, the God of Wind and Movement, the God-King—Kukulkan!"

Why this judgment? Because of kindness!

If in Aztec mythology, this feathered serpent god was merely one of the gods, a member of the creators, then in ancient Mayan mythology, Kukulkan was the king of the gods, the true god-king!
In a sense, he is a deity equal to the sun god, because both are supreme gods and the most important deities!

But compared to Quetzalcoatl's brutal rage, Kukulkan's image is surprisingly good!

He is a wise sage, a god-king, a powerful sun god, a god of agriculture who blesses all things, and the most powerful yet gentle being on the entire land.

“That’s so typical of you! The first thing you do after coming out is to guide the ocean and tidy up the land. You truly deserve to be called God-King Kukulkan!” Badr said. “You didn’t call us here just so we could watch you do these things, did you?”

Upon hearing this, the people around suddenly realized that this whole incident was actually orchestrated by the feathered serpent god Kukulkan? What was he going to say in front of the entire world?
Kukulkan made no attempt to keep the mystery a secret: "The gods have been revived because the damage from that war between the gods of other realms has finally been repaired, the otherworldly deities of this world have been eliminated, and the mistake we made in ancient times has finally been corrected!"

"But why should our believers bear the cost of correcting mistakes, and not you?"

The expert's eyes swept over everyone in front of him, revealing clear dissatisfaction.

Upon hearing this, St. Peter frowned and said, “Kukulkan, His Holiness Jesus has made this very clear. We will take responsibility for our mistakes, but we will not abandon the believers in this land!”

"Is this the reason why your Heavenly Army is still confronting our gods and other realms?" Kukulkan said bluntly. "We are not afraid of Heaven, and the people of this land should not be afraid of anyone else!"

His voice suddenly became deep and resonant, and at that moment, his voice rang in everyone's ears: "Rise up, children of the gods!"

"Here I proclaim to you a divine message:"

"The King of Gods, YumKaax, has awakened from the thirteenth heaven. The gods shall return to the world, and a new sun has risen high in the sky!"

"The people of the gods should return to their faith in the gods!"

"God will not allow you to bow your heads; the gods are with you!"

Hearing this, even Angus seemed somewhat annoyed. In the end, this was still about stealing faith! This was truly shameless; even the supreme god had come!
This is the final word of the Native American gods, and the pinnacle of this faith propaganda!

The indigenous gods, through the descent of a chief deity, proclaimed the return of their faith! And it stirred up the entire Americas!
PS: Thank you so much, Xireya, for the 100 Qidian Coins reward!

PS2: Ah, finally finished writing! Time for bed, I'll write something new when I wake up...

(End of this chapter)