The Holy Grail War of God's Blessing

He is an unpredictable god who can bring misfortune to mankind, bring disasters to mankind, mock mankind, and ridicule mankind. He can also protect mankind, bring courage and good luck to mankind, and give mankind the motivation to move forward.

Deep black flames and light flowed down from the dark sun, and indescribable brilliance and heat were released in this blazing flame.

However, although it was a flame, it was expressed in the same way as the previous foul tide, forming a torrent of black fire in the form of a tidal wave.

It flows down from the sun in the sky, bringing endless suffering to this land and dissolving all things in the world.

He is the sun god, and also the god who destroys the world. The reincarnation of the solar age and the destruction of the world are all related to him.

Since it is impossible to directly reshape this land into the world he ruled, it would be better to completely destroy it and let Tezcatlipoca complete the creation of the world as completed in the myth.

However, what is coming is not the Fifth Sun Era, but a return to the First Sun Era that he once ruled.

"You have no intention of interfering with me, but choose to destroy this place directly to cut off my plan?"⑷

Although Tezcatlipoca's actions did not lead to a direct defeat of Manshu at the beginning, it made it more difficult to deal with.

Because he couldn't just leave here and stop the sun's flames from burning the world.

If he left immediately, he would just hand over the victory to others, and Manshu himself would probably be able to escape in a panic.

This is still a bit hard to accept, at least we can't just give up without trying anything.

"I praise you, great Huitzilopochtli. You will rise from the mountains, strike down the evil moon and fight against the night, and take strength from blood and heart to become the eternal sun!"

Manshu did not intend to defeat him solely by his own strength, so he set his sights on the patron saint of the Aztecs, the bloodthirsty god of war, one of the four-color smoke mirrors, Huitzilopochtli, the sun of the Fifth Sun Age.

Although this god is the national god of the Aztecs, his status is indeed incomparable to that of Quetzalcoatl and Feathered Serpent. In the temple, he is often placed in the same position as the rain god Tlaloc.

But Mansu only wanted to borrow Huitzilopochtli's status, and he didn't really want to replace the black sun with this bloodthirsty sun.

If Huitzilopochtli were reflected in the sky over America at this moment, the number of lives still alive on this land would be at least half as many.

The Aztecs held countless wars of glory around this sun god, and the blood flowing on the sacrificial pyramids was enough to dye the city in the lake red.

Behind the sun that Manshu had summoned before, a scarlet light appeared in the halo of the solar disk.

Now it was not a scattered light, but a bloody mouth that was opened. A scarlet sun made of blood swallowed up the normal-colored sun that had originally existed.

At this moment, Manshu used his magic to summon his treasure, the cursed spear of Vlad III.

He threw the gun directly into the burning sacred fire, and offered the gun as a sacrifice to the sun in the sky.

Huitzilopochtli's most important attribute is the god of war, followed by the sun and fire. Offering weapons to him is also a part of the sacrifice.

And just like what was described before, the bright red sun in the sky, the bloodthirsty god of war stretched out his scarlet tongue.

He swept away the smoke that hovered above the pyramid and greedily sucked away all the sacrifices, the blood, hearts and souls that were sent.

After receiving these offerings, the sun expanded rapidly.

The number of sacrifices being offered now is not small. If it weren't for the celebration ceremony after the Crown of Honor War, the sacrifices offered to satisfy the burning needs of the sun would only be one descendant of God per day.

A single sacrifice of more than 100 people was considered a rare sacrifice. Even in a good harvest, only 140 people were usually offered as sacrifices, corresponding to the number of days it took for the corn to mature.

Of course, this is excluding the war of glory and crown, and the sacrifices after the war are much more bloody.

After snatching away the sacrifice, the scarlet sun naturally placed its desire on the other sun that still existed.

This greedy and bloodthirsty god will not be polite at all.

As a god of war who slaughtered his own four hundred brothers and sisters at birth, blood is always flowing from the corners of his mouth.

The terrible flames rolled up the cursed spear that Manshu had just offered and was spit out. The fire storm rolled up by the sun formed a human figure, holding a spear in his hand.

He rushed straight to the black sun in the sky that was flowing with black fire, trying to shoot the sun down from the sky and then completely replace it in the sky.

"Huitzilopochtli, the Great and High, rises from the mountain, and he will replace the original sun and become the new sun!"

Of course, Manshu did not expect that Huitzilopochtli, who was summoned now, would be able to defeat Tezcatlipoca. After praying, he immediately released his magic power towards Geronimo.

Geronimo has now changed his decorations, his face has been painted, he is wearing the costumes that symbolize Tezcatlipoca, he holds a flute in his hand, wears a yellow headband on his head, and has an obsidian mirror hanging on his chest.

After receiving Manshu's message, Geronimo immediately put the flute to his mouth and began to play.

The illusory shadow carried a wooden platform and stopped next to Geronimo. Geronimo climbed up and sat in the center of the platform, continuously playing the flute.

The cry of the rain god immediately sounded, and Mansu also sang the priest's song until Geronimo arrived under the pyramid.

Then Geronimo jumped off the platform, smashed the flute in his hand on the steps, and climbed up the long stone steps one by one.

Mansu was waiting at the end of the stairs, waiting for Tezcatlipoca to arrive.

The person climbing up the stairs was no longer Geronimo, but Tezcatlipoca, the incarnation of God descended to the earth.

Chapter 39 Replacement

There were no more colors between heaven and earth, as if everything was naturally focused on the figure climbing the pyramid and walking on the stone steps step by step.

Even the fight between the two suns in the sky was no longer so eye-catching, and people ignored it instead.

The incarnation of the sun god who is climbing up the temple is the only protagonist at this moment.

All sounds disappeared, and all light, heat and waves calmed down, without any impact on this place.

Only the singing of the priests could still be heard from above the temple, from Manjusri's mouth.

However, the sound did not seem to be a friendly sacrifice to Tezcatlipoca, but was more directed at Huitzilopochtli on the other side.

Although Mansu was still in Tezcatlipoca, it was not to praise his strength or power.

Instead, they praised and thanked him for being willing to give up the position in the sky that belonged to the sun and give this position to Huitzilopochtli, the god of war, so that he could obtain the attributes and authority of the sun.

This was not supposed to be a grand festival of Tezcatlipoca, but rather one dedicated to Huitzilopochtli.

"Do you think Huitzilopochtli could replace me?"

The voices coming from all directions rang out again, and Smoke Mirror's tone was a little angry.

"Eagles and jaguars never stand side by side even in the mortal world, or do you intend to become a butterfly and a bird, and therefore choose to welcome his arrival?

But you will eventually realize that in front of the jaguar, the hummingbird is just something that can be killed with a wave of the hand. "

Eagle Warriors and Jaguar Warriors were two classes of noble soldiers among the Aztecs, and these two were the highest classes to which Aztec warriors who gained promotions by capturing prisoners of war could rise.

However, between the two types of warriors, the Jaguar Warrior is obviously more famous, while the Eagle Warrior is slightly inferior.

Although Huitzilopochtli means hummingbird, his image gradually tends to be that of an eagle as his priesthood is the god of war.

"In any case, the First Age of the Sun, ruled by Tezcatlipoca, has ended, and the four suns have long since set in past ages.

The fifth sun should rise now. He is the ruler of the new era, the new god who will rule this era. His name is Huitzilopochtli!"

Naturally, Manshu's response would not receive any response or answer worthy of appreciation.

"You should just be a warrior. Putting your eyes and hands on the divine power will only lead to the worst situation.

I was only planning to give you those harsh battles and trials. Even though they are terrible things, as long as you can get through them, good things will happen. That way, the good and the bad will offset each other and you will gain something.

It's just a pity. Why are the more outstanding soldiers more likely to die young?

Let's meet again in front of the bonfire burning in the fog, and then I will tell you a story long enough for you to close your eyes and find eternal peace. "

Smoke spoke in a calm voice, but beneath the calmness lay utter destruction and death.

This god will not hide his preferences, and if something makes him unhappy, he will not have the slightest bit of sympathy or regret.

Out of anger after being shot down from the sky, he ate up all the people of the First Taichu "}转∑×Q��Un：哎⑨㈣'「又四＂”篮+◇⒌流●}④Yang Ji and destroyed the world.

His taunting of Quetzalcoatl led to a fight that destroyed the Second Sun Era in a hurricane, turning all the survivors into monkeys.

He seduced the wife of the Rain God and sent down a rain of fire to destroy the Third Sun Era.

He constantly attacked Chalchiuhtlicue, the ruler of the Fourth Sun Age, and overwhelmed her with words, causing her to cry all day long, leading to a flood that destroyed everything.

At this moment, the dark sun condensed the flames that fell on the ground, and the earth revealed a scene of being burned by the flames and melted by the high temperature.

Under this extremely high temperature, the earth was melted into glass, and the surface of the land had become crystallized and smooth like a mirror.

Moreover, the surface of the ground had obviously been burned to a height of more than ten centimeters. This terrible black flame seemed to be able to swallow up the entire earth and use everything as fuel.

Therefore, this flame is more vigorous and more terrifying than when it was released. The heat and light it emits are gathered in the air, forming another scorching sun.

Huitzilopochtli was circling Tezcatlipoca greedily, sticking out his scarlet tongue in an attempt to greedily take away the other's power.

But the tongue-like strip formed by the scarlet light was ignited the moment it touched the black flame, and immediately extended forward.

The scarlet sun transformed by Vicillopochitli also sensed the crisis in an instant, and directly cut off the tongue it had extended, allowing the flame to ignite the last bit.

In just two seconds, the power that Huitzilopochtli had extended to him was completely burned up.

"Save your energy, you foolish idiot. If you were still in Teteokan, I would have expelled this illusion of yours."

Tezcatlipoca uttered mercilessly his mocking words, splitting the flames gathered in the sky into two, one of which was thrown towards the distant pyramid, and the other towards the scarlet sun.

Although both are one of the four colored smoke mirrors, it is obvious that Tesla Tripoca and Huitzilopochtli cannot be discussed together.

After all, Huitzilopochtli’s own status was mostly through his status as a national god, and he constantly extended his hand into Tezcatlipoca’s territory.

Although the original sun still remains at the top, many things have been replaced by the new sun.

"I looked up at the sun in the sky, I saw the cocoa tree fall down, I saw the sacred blood flowing everywhere, the old sun had set, the flames of death burned the bodies of the gods, and in the sacred flames, a new sun and the main god were born."

Manshu still shouted loudly, describing the scenes of past reincarnations and the birth of the new world.

In the four epochs where the four suns once set, in the world that the gods destroyed because they were dissatisfied.

The cacao tree, a symbol of nobility, and the descendants of gods flowing with the blood of gods, all died in the darkness.

　In the burning of flames they will perish, and with their destruction, new gods will emerge.

The blazing sacred fire represents Huitzilopochtli, and the heart and blood thrown into the flames, as well as the smoke that swirled into the sky, were sacrifices to the sun.

Because he is the god of war, the sun god, the lord of fire, the ruler of the south, the guardian of the great Tenochtitlan, the national patron saint and supreme god of the Mexica people.

The sacrifice of blood and fire was his oracle. He supplied his own burning with an endless supply of heart and blood, becoming the sun of the new world.

"Don't be afraid. Tezcatlipoca has no fear. Come up. It's time to complete the final rites."

Mansu did not look at the horrific black fire that was thrown down from the sky and was powerful enough to destroy the world. Instead, he stretched out his hand and said to Geronimo, who was still climbing the pyramid and was only a few steps away from the top.

The terrible fire once made him look horrified, and Jaron Nemo couldn't help but worry about Manshu's safety.

After hearing Mansu's calm and uncluttered voice, Geronimo calmed down and continued to move forward.

"O obsidian mirror of smoke, lord of the capricious present, reveal to me the fate of the future. O dark and incomplete primordial sun, great sacrifice of creation, panther that devours the world and gives us life and soul, bird that takes away the sun, thank you for coming, almighty and invincible Tezcatlipoca."

Bamanshu bowed respectfully to Geronimo who was walking towards him, with a respectful smile on his face, and addressed him in a reverent and pious tone.

Geronimo couldn't say anything at this moment, and he couldn't control his mouth to open and say anything.

Because he no longer symbolizes himself, but the black sun in the sky.

He could only nod gracefully, then take off his gorgeous divine robe and prepare to lie on the stone platform in front of Manshu used for sacrifice.

As part of the extremely important annual Tezcatlipoca festival, those who play the role of gods will be treated like gods for the whole year.

During this year, he will finally complete his beautiful blossoming and return to his own kingdom as a god, that is, become the object of worship.

After the ceremony, the Tezcatlipoca of the next year will be chosen, and the cycle of reincarnation begins again.

Hiss! Just as Mansu was about to open his mouth and ask the god on the stage, a loud explosion was heard not far from the pyramid.

The pitch-black flames struck the other end of the pyramid, shaking the entire temple and making everything seem as if it was about to collapse.

"Great Sun, now is the time for you to ascend to the highest point and become the greatest god.

Swallow the god of fate, who is as unpredictable as the night wind, and all glory will belong to the great Huitzilopochtli, who is the sun god and the most powerful one!

The flames fell on the pyramid, and in just a breath of time they had eroded a quarter of the area below the pyramid.

At this rate of efficiency, the pitch-black flames would be able to destroy the entire pyramid in two or three minutes at most.

Even though the corpses of the dead below began to surge and the death power belonging to the underworld began to be released, it was only like adding fuel to the fire.

After all, when it comes to the power of the underworld, Tezcatlipoca is no less powerful than any god.

Although most of the gods in Aztec mythology are related to the god of death, Tezcatlipoca, the lord of the night and ruler of the north, has the underworld in his hands.

The surging power of death made the flames burn even more vigorously, and the blocking effect it could provide was almost useless.

Of course, Manshu did not expect the power of the underworld to be of much use. After all, he only possessed the Noble Phantasm of Ereshkigal.

This does not mean that he has all the powers of Ereshkigal. Perhaps it is not too late for him to change his name to Nergal now.

Manshu had placed all his hopes on Vizilopochtli from the beginning. Only with his help could he shake the dark sun, the scarlet sun in the sky.

The black flames that were pointed out on the other side also happened to entangle Huitzilopochtli at this moment.