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Among them, the servant Gunrat took out a thing that looked like a teaching stick and slapped it in his own hand, then he shouted at Hela.

"Miss! How dare you take this opportunity to destroy the clothes that the master prepared for you? I will report this to the master and let her have a good word with you."

Regardless of the servant Gunrat's servile speech and the fact that he was addressed as "Miss" and was totally incompatible with Hela, it was Gunrat's extremely fast speech and action speed that made Blazer's eyes widen. In comparison, it was not surprising that Gunraot, who was full of energy and protesting to Hela, was not cute at all when eating.

He hasn't visited for a few days. Has the situation in Helheim changed?

What made Blaze's eyes pop out the most was that Hela, who was aloof, self-willed, and cold, as if she was the queen among queens, did not slap away the two guys who were getting too aggressive and forgot their own settings, but instead shifted her gaze guiltily.

"This, this is working time! This is work! Right, Blaze, I am seriously fulfilling my obligation to repay, right?" Hela blinked hard at Blaze, and even grabbed two more handfuls of star demons and stuffed them into her mouth, her cheeks bulging.

“Well…” Although Blaze didn’t know what caused Hela to appear to be at the bottom of the social hierarchy, he couldn’t just sit there and watch.

“That’s enough for the two of you. I won’t allow you to disrespect Hela like this.”

The energetic Gunraot appeared in front of Blaze in an instant.

"Please don't meddle in other people's business. This is our home..."

Snapped--

Blaze swore that he just slapped away Gunraot's hand that was pointing at his nose, but Gunraot turned his head dramatically as if he had been slapped.

The moment Blaze raised his hand, Gunraot realized that he had made a huge mistake, that is, Blaze was the real boss.

Hela listened to Herbie, and Herbie listened to Blaze.

But Blaze is a serious person and won't play dress-up games with them.

"Master Blaze, Master Hela is adorable! Big and adorable! Her irresistible reaction to humiliation is even cuter!"

"Oh, I get it, stop what you're doing or I'll report you to Herbie."

Gunraot tried to seduce him, but Blaze didn't fall for it and neatly announced the end of the two servants' arrogant behavior.

Hela's face was filled with emotion, which whetted her appetite and she drank a few more bites of Star Demon.

The ultimate secret to dealing with immortality is to completely dissolve them from head to toe.

……

Outside the ball of black hair that looked like a huge cocoon, Smoke Mirror stood not far away, watching quietly.

Chapter 1359: Living Sacrifice Customs

Amaterasu looked at the clothes in front of her and sighed heavily.

It was too revealing. She vaguely expressed to the princess her desire to add some cloth. In the end, some cloth was indeed added, but it was all luxurious clothes made by woven gold into the cloth. You could tell they were extremely heavy just by looking at them. Most importantly, they looked out of place with the people around them.

So Amaterasu decided to take some time to challenge this outfit.

At this time, there was a cheer from Turan City. She tilted her head in confusion. Blaze didn't come back, so what was there to cheer about?

Sitting on a high chair nearby, Vidoflnir, with his legs crossed, tilted his head and looked outside the rock window.

"It looks like the gods have arrived, but their powers seem to have been greatly reduced due to the upheaval. They look only slightly stronger than ordinary people... Oh, there's a special one in there."

Amaterasu curiously leaned on the rock window and looked out. Her eyesight was not as good as a chicken's, and even if she squinted her eyes, she could only see a few blurry shadows.

But she saw the "special one" that Vidoflnir mentioned, and she couldn't help but notice it. It was the leading male god with bronze skin and short hair that looked like flames.

What made Amaterasu frown was that the male god wearing blood-stained blue feathers was not unmoved or arrogantly ignoring the welcome from humans, but rather a worse form of [scrutiny].

She had seen this kind of look before, and sometimes ancient gods like Athena and Odin would look at the goblin sacrifices with this kind of look. But they didn't do it on purpose, it was just a habit.

It is natural for gods to accept sacrifices from believers. Even gods have accepted offerings from humans. Otherwise, what would they eat? It is the unspoken rule of gods to remember to give protection to humans after receiving offerings.

Of course, I heard that there are some gods that will not bring down disasters if you give them sacrifices.

But the male god looked at the humans around him with an expression examining a sacrifice, and she thought of the local custom of sacrificing humans alive.

Even in the ancient era of the gods, human sacrifice was a rare thing. Only when the gods were offended to death would they be required to perform a living sacrifice. But in this land called "Butterfly", living sacrifice seemed so natural.

It's okay for the gods, but it's the same for humans too.

"Are you here?" Quetzalcoatl's voice came from behind. He left the throne room where he used to indulge in decadence and self-punishment, and stood in front of the rock window, looking down.

He frowned when he saw the male god who was leading the group.

Frowning is a very subtle expression for Quetzalcoatl, a narcissistic and mysophobic being. He would either hold his forehead with his hand, looking like he couldn't bear to look at it, or he would praise, and frowning is somewhere in between.

"Who is that?"

"Huitzilopochtli."

"Vicillopopopopop?"

"You should call him Zuo Hummingbird. He is one of the four gods created by the original gods, including me. He is the lord of fire and the south, the god of war..." Quetzalcoatl sighed and held his forehead because Amaterasu couldn't even pronounce her name properly, and then his expression became complicated.

"He was an advocate of the system of living sacrifices."

"Then you must really hate him!"

"..." Quetzalcoatl paused and shook his head. "Living sacrifice was the fundamental rule of the first three solar eras. He simply upheld the ancient rules, while I was the one who changed them. Besides, he's one of the four gods born with me, my brother."

"Hey~~" Amaterasu leaned on the windowsill, holding her cheek and sighing, "After talking for so long, you just want to say that you can't be annoying. Is that an ugly behavior?"

When talking about "ugly behavior", Amaterasu even imitated Quetzalcoatl's tone. Although Amaterasu couldn't pronounce the name properly, she imitated the tone exactly.

"I hate this guy." Amaterasu pointed at the left hummingbird simply and bluntly, "And I'm sure you beautified him for your own aesthetics. He is not a supporter of living sacrifice, but a fan."

"Look at the way he's looking at the humans around him. He's selecting the victims for his sacrifice."

"..." Quetzalcoatl answered with silence, which was basically his agreement. After a long time, when there was no sign of the left hummingbird, he slowly spoke.

"You can't hate it. The sun should love everyone equally. If there is even a little darkness in your heart, it will show on your sun shirt."

"No, I just hate him, and you should say it out loud." Amaterasu shook her head stubbornly.

"This is not only ugly, but also dark and dirty. It is a condescending criticism and..."

Quetzalcoatl tried to reason with Amaterasu in a slow and polite manner, but Amaterasu was only dignified on the surface, and what she said was highly rude.

"If I keep it in my heart, my heart will be dirty. In order to keep my heart pure, I speak out this thought, but it will only dirty my mouth. I can just wash it with water and rinse my mouth."

Quetzalcoatl opened his mouth and his hand was shaking as he pointed at Amaterasu. He wanted to say that he had never seen such a shameless person.

But this is a bit dirty, and it can't be said, and Amaterasu is just expressing her own thoughts. What if this kind of thinking is normal in the environment Amaterasu lives in? Is his criticism considered a kind of arrogance?

When Amaterasu saw Quetzalco pointing for a long time without even uttering the word "you", she knew that Quetzalco was in trouble.

This is the reaction of a person who has a god-level mental cleanliness disorder and is strict with others but harsh on himself. He demands things of himself before he demands things of others, and the result is that he can't do anything.

"You have never expressed your disgust towards others, and you have never mentioned your opposition to human sacrifice to Left Hummingbird or even other gods."

"...I once suggested that interfering with the rules created by others would have serious consequences." Quetzalcoatl lowered his head and sighed deeply. "In the First Sun Era, I was dissatisfied with the rule of the Black God and made demands on her to do better."

"Her response was that she could do whatever she wanted, so I tore the Sun Suit off her and kicked her into the water, where she turned into a night leopard and ate all the humans of the First Sun Era."

"That was a painful lesson. Now that I think about it, the reason she attacked me in the Fourth Sun Era was just for revenge."

"You are so troublesome. You even take such a bad thing on yourself." Amaterasu curled her lips, stood up and patted her skirt.

"Let's go, I feel the left hummingbird approaching, he seems to want to see you, and he seems to want to see me too."

Chapter 1360: Only Remember the World of Quetzalcoatl

Quetzalcoatl, Amaterasu, and Vidofolnir arrived between the thrones first.

It was a mess here, with overturned wine barrels everywhere.

Amaterasu's original intention was to at least clean up the mess, but Quetzalcoatl refused to do so. This was his punishment for himself.

If someone else said this to Amaterasu, she would definitely think that person was hypocritical and pretentious, but that person was Quetzalcoatl.

When Quetzalcoatl saw this scene, his whole body began to twitch and his eyes rolled back, he was almost foaming at the mouth. Every step forward felt like he was walking on a hot iron plate. The wine on the ground seemed like some kind of corrosive liquid, and he had to cover his mouth and scream silently when it touched him.

By the time he sat on the throne, Quetzalcoatl looked listless and decadent, as if his skin had been peeled off and his tendons had been pulled out.

Although it may seem a bit neurotic, it is actually a form of self-punishment.

Amaterasu found a clean wine barrel, sat on it and started swinging her feet. Vidoflnir stood behind Amaterasu, looking at the exit between the thrones with sharp eyes.

The footsteps of the left hummingbird are still in the distance, slow and heavy. It will take some time for it to get here.

Amaterasu couldn't stand the loneliness, so she stroked her hair and tried to find something to say. She had a feeling that once Zuo Hummingbird came, she would no longer have the chance to chat.

Just consider it as the final entertainment.

"Speaking of which, you know Kullene, you should know that he is the reason why we are here. He said that he pissed you off and he didn't dare to come down himself."

"That annoying bastard!? Is there something he dare not do?!" Quetzalcoatl started scolding Kullene without any scruples.

This did not offend his mental cleanliness at all, because it was just stating an objective fact, just like using excrement to describe excrement.

"I've already told you, if you want cocoa beans, go get them and don't bother me. But this guy threatened to take all the cocoa beans. This is beyond asking for an inch. He's simply here to cause trouble!" Quetzalcoatl hammered the armrest of the throne with his fist, his face full of resentment.

"He insisted that I give him a trial, and I gave it to him. But then he started to cheat and act like a thief again. One time wasn't enough, so he tried twice, three times, dozens of times. It was as if his pleasure was to find loopholes! This dog, this dog... Alas!"

Quetzalcoatl sighed heavily.

“Don’t insult a dog.”

"Why do you bother with him if you are so annoying? Just kill him when you see him." Amaterasu raised her eyebrows. Quetzalcoatl would not lie, and of course Kulene did not lie either, she just said less.

For example, regarding the matter of [one has to pass the trial before taking the cocoa beans], Kullene did not say that he was the one who initiated the trial.

She would have to tell Blaze about this later.

"He, he also has many good points." Quetzalcoatl crossed his arms across his chest as if in a sullen state, twisting his body uncomfortably on the throne.

"Oh~~" Amaterasu stretched out her voice. She somewhat understood why Kurene would disturb Quetzalcoatl as if it were harassment.

This guy could obviously walk out of the darkness in one step, but he stubbornly sat in the darkness.

To use an inappropriate metaphor, for Kullene, it was probably like a person standing by a river or a stream, who seemed like he would fall down at any time, and Kullene couldn't resist the urge to kick the other person in the butt.

As a result, after one kick, he was bounced out instead. After a few times, this person was obviously annoyed and angry, but still unwilling to leave.

For the troublemaker Kullene, it was natural that he wanted to find out what this person was doing.

The result was, of course, unclear. Even Amaterasu couldn't figure it out, so Culene tricked Blaze, a strong and stubborn guy, down.

Either the feathered serpent would be pushed into the stream by Blaze, or it would be pulled out. Either way would be better than now.

The sound of approaching footsteps announced the end of the conversation.

The left hummingbird appeared at the entrance between the thrones, followed by the gods.

It may be inappropriate to call them gods now, because their current lives are merely better than those of humans.

For the first time, Amaterasu directly witnessed the impact of the upheaval on the gods. After all, whether it was her or the gods who appeared before her and Blaze, whether they were enemies or friends, they all had some way to preserve their own power.

There is a relief similar to that of Odin and Athena, who gave up almost everything in the past, leaving only their names and scars as souvenirs of those years.

There is an obsession similar to Hebe's, which cannot be let go or forgotten even if it is torn into pieces, and even the obsession itself becomes everything that once was God.

The situation of [Butterfly] is also quite special. They have thirteen layers of the world. Logically, they can leave their own totems on the twelve layers of the world that will not be affected by the upheaval.

Even though the surface of the earth from which they originated had been turned upside down and cut apart, they still retained the totems of the vast and complete twelve-layer underground world.

But they didn't.

Amaterasu narrowed her eyes, resting her chin on her right hand and tapping her cheek with her fingers.

No, not entirely.

The hummingbird in front of him retained some of its strength, while the feathered serpent was almost unaffected except for the scales it had shed off.

The reason... is [human].

The humans here sang praises to the feathered serpent and waited for its return. And even more long ago, in the Fourth Sun Era on this land, humans also sang praises and extolment to the feathered serpent.

Quetzalcoatl is not special. On the contrary, just like he is strict with himself, he does not use any sneaky tricks and preserves his power in the most simple and unpretentious way.

Perhaps he didn't even realize he had done it, and the result was an insignificant accessory to him.

That means the totem is there and the power is there too.

The humans and even all things here have been praising the feathered serpent since the Fourth Solar Era, and the totem was formed because of this. Even now, humans are still praising the feathered serpent, even more strongly than before. As long as you look up to the sky, the solar scales will tell the creatures on the earth about the existence of the feathered serpent.

Quetzalcoatl is harsh on itself but gentle to the world, so that even if the world is destroyed, it will still remember Quetzalcoatl's past. This is the way to survive the upheavals.

This is a perfectly standard answer, but it seems too standard.