Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

"Because I am the messenger of Quetzalcoatl, the one who brings peace, yet I have come so late, leaving you to suffer in sin for so long. This is my fault."

At this moment, Traloc, who was in the room at the very top of the Great Temple, looked down with disgust. Although there were no windows in the room, she, with the abilities of the rain god and the war god, could naturally see everything that was happening below.

In short, as Favia spoke, she said with some disgust:

"Tsk, what a load of nonsense, and what a master of deception."

"...What did you say? Nonsense...deception..."

"Oh no, it's nothing. You can continue studying. I'm the one who disturbed you."

After casually dismissing Bavan Shi, Tralock continued reading.

The red-haired girl stood there, mouth agape, trying to understand the pronunciation of the people in this new continent.

The reason Bavan Shi is here is that she still doesn't understand the Aztec language, so Favia thought that Traloc was an elf and Bavan Shi was a fairy, so she asked Traloc to teach her.

As for Favia, he was quite busy lately and couldn't find the time. After all, he needed to unify the Aztecs and Mayans of Central and South America before the Spanish arrived, so that they wouldn't be scattered like before. Only in this way could the 'Fifth Sun' be spread and national consciousness be shaped.

Therefore, after busying himself with Montezuma II to discuss sending troops to attack nearby Tekascara, Teotitlan in the south, and the Prepecha Empire in the west, and unifying the countries of the Aztec world, the next step was to target the scattered kingdoms of Mayan culture further south.

The space in front of the Great Temple is very large, with red bonfires, resembling constellations, used as lighting.

Under this fiery light, the Aztecs heard Favia's next words.

"My friends, after I arrive, I will bring peace. But this does not mean that peace will come simply because I have arrived. What is needed is for you to join me in overcoming obstacles with blood and perseverance, to bring order and peace to this world that has fallen into destruction, bloodlust, and war. This is my mission, and it is also the mission of you who welcome me."

The obsidian sacrificial knife reflected a dim light under the moonlight of Tenochtitlan.

"Bring peace, bring order."

Just like the legendary stories that the Aztecs heard as children.

It's like a fantasy that everyone once held but quickly disappeared from their hearts.

Yet, at this moment, it is so upright and clear that it is exciting.

"My friends, Quetzalcoatl wants to punish you for the human sacrifices you made in the past. Please do not blame her, for her greatest regret and dereliction of duty is not being able to protect you and ensure your happiness. But please do not blame her, for your happiness is her greatest wish, and this is why I have come here and to eliminate the evil from this land. Therefore—"

The instant when breathing stops.

An unimaginable moment.

Before the eyes of the Aztecs, the silver-haired youth used an obsidian sacrificial knife to stab himself in the chest. His face turned pale instantly, and blood slowly flowed from the sacrificial knife.

"It still hurts a little..."

With his blood boiling, the young man raised his eyes and looked at the Aztecs.

"...What?! That guy...it wasn't an illusion..." Tralock's lips trembled slightly, his mood becoming somewhat complicated. "This guy, this guy, he's clearly just an outsider, someone who lies based on legends, how could this be..."

Nevertheless, Favia continued, her voice ringing with conviction.

“In the past, bodies without hearts were pushed out of the high temple and rolled down the steep steps. The entire temple staircase was stained black and red with the blood of countless generations… But from now on, I have atoned for the sins you committed through human sacrifice, and the Second Sun will not be angry with you for it.”

Following such a youth—

The Pleiades shone brightly in the night sky above the ancient city and continued to move after reaching its highest point.

"Many people live on this land. Because they used to be cut up and sacrificed every day, they were always covered in blood. Many people died because of this, regardless of their status. This is a world where everyone has to pay the price."

This is the Aztec world, a world where everyone is destined to perish. Quetzalcoatl denied such a world, and I share that view.

However, I do not deny the Aztec culture; it is your culture, and this is the outcome of living in the harsh jungle.

What I want to deny is this unreasonable world where "the world is at peace precisely because something important has been offered up," therefore—

"O world, from this day forward, if my actions are sinful, let no one but myself suffer; if those who follow me are sinful, let the sin fall upon me."

A gentle breeze blew through the streets of Tenochtitlan, the surrounding jungles, and the nearby lakes. Although the wind was strong, the Aztecs made no sound. To them, the howling wind was like the cry of the feathered serpent god, and the blue sky that signified the approaching dawn was a blessing from the rain god.

For today, the messenger of Quetzalcoatl has returned, bringing peace to this world mired in destruction, bloodlust, and war.

“I am the messenger of the Second Sun, Quetzalcoatl.”

"I am the one who will bring an end to a world of destruction, bloodlust, and war."

“I know who I am.”

“I will let you, living in the world of the Aztecs and Mayans, see—”

"Who will I be?"

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Recently, people throughout Central and South America have heard this news—

The most powerful nation, the Aztecs, had abandoned human sacrifice, for Quetzalcoatl had returned, and her messengers had come back.

Three days after that night.

Looking out, the sky over Tlaxcala was covered by the storm and tinged with a dazzling gold, making it incredibly bright.

In the original history, the Spaniard Cortés did not conquer the Aztecs by himself. He had a large number of allies who provided reinforcements, supplies and manpower, among whom the Tlaxcalans were the most famous.

At this moment, 300,000 people have gathered in the city, the nation that has been the enemy of the Aztec Empire for a century.

Despite the large crowd, a heavy silence filled the scene; everyone remained silent, not uttering a word.

Because they knew that this strange sight was caused by the leader of the army of only three thousand men who had just arrived outside the city, the man whom the Aztecs called the messenger of the feathered serpent god.

It should be noted that only three thousand men are insignificant to the Traxcarpals, who can muster an army of around fifty thousand. Moreover, unlike the Aztec Panther Warriors, they are more skilled with bows and arrows.

Although they practiced human sacrifice like the Aztecs, the original god Ometeor, whom the Traxcalans believed in, was the father and mother of Quetzalcoatl, the Smoke Mirror, the Left Hummingbird, and others. He was both father and mother because he was an individual of opposites and unity, both male and female, both heaven and earth, both light and darkness, both fire and water, both order and chaos, and so on.

In other words, it was the original 'Maya'.

In fact, the people of Traxcala no longer doubted whether he was truly the 'Messenger of Quetzalcoatl'.

The three thousand people who accompanied that man were all Trascarians who had been captured by the Aztecs in recent months, and their faces showed no sadness at the failure of the human sacrifice; on the contrary, they were more excited than ever before.

"...What exactly do you want to do?"

Tralock stood beside Favia and asked, rather puzzled.

She could naturally see that the people of Trascara were already unsettled by the magic Favia had used. After all, 'storms' were usually the power of Quetzalcoatl, so as long as Favia launched an attack, these three thousand people would easily defeat this century-old enemy of the Aztecs.

But before that, the black-haired girl saw him simply stand before the city, quietly opening his mouth to tell the people of Traxcala—

The feathered serpent god is angry at your human sacrifices and wants to punish you, but I, who came so late, also have my faults, so I will atone for you. From now on, you shall join me in bringing peace and order to this world of destruction, bloodlust, and war.

"Wait for their news."

"...Foolish, not even using their power directly."

--madness.

Is this really true?

True strength does not come from physical power alone.

Choosing not to fight is true strength, and perhaps this is a truth.

But for Traloc, who was born on this land—

In this world, only power can explain everything.

"No matter what, they are also a part of this world, aren't they? After all, they still believe in the original God."

Upon hearing Favia's next reply, Tralock turned his gaze and looked him up from below.

"But unfortunately, that one is not the sun god. For this world, the 'sun' is the most important thing."

"Therefore, I want to become the sun of the Fifth Sun Age, so that I can justifiably ban human sacrifice."

"...Even if you succeed in doing this, you are abolishing human sacrifice. When you completely deny the rules of this world, even the 'sun' will lose its power, and everything on this land will fall into unpredictable darkness."

“There’s nothing we can do about it. This world is just so inexplicable.” Favia muttered under her breath, then looked up at the sky. “But since it’s my fault, I’ll just have to bear the consequences myself.”

"What an unbelievable guy. The destruction of the world will affect everyone. Don't think that you can solve everything just by talking big."

Tralock's face remained icy cold. To this day, she was still very displeased with this stranger who was using the legend of Quetzalcoatl, but she was better than before. At least she no longer felt the urge to kill him upon meeting him.

She continued,

"At that time, people suffering from natural disasters will see you, who abolished human sacrifice, as the destroyer of the world. At that time, your dream of the Fifth Sun will probably vanish..."

"That seems to be true. Now that I think about it, you're the same, Tralock, aren't you? You'd be looking for an opportunity to kill me at any time, wouldn't you?"

"Of course, because you are an outsider to this world and someone who intends to destroy it, I must keep a close watch on you and kill you when the opportunity arises."

"I hope you're prepared, because I can kill you too."

The moment the words were spoken, Favia's body underwent an obvious change.

The magical energy emanating from the surroundings gradually increased in brightness, perhaps due to his deliberate control, so only Tralock, who was very close, could sense and witness it.

She could already imagine that if she fought him again, her magic would emit a lightning-like light upon contact with his surroundings, vanishing instantly without a trace, leaving nothing behind.

This guy's strength is truly beyond imagination...

Tralock was speechless for a moment.

Being able to draw upon the abilities of the Rain God and the Left Hummingbird was something she had never witnessed before, that someone's power could reach such a level.

Favia is now making no attempt to hide his abilities, clearly telling Tralock: You are no match for me.

"It's incredibly foolish to let someone who's trying to kill you stay by your side."

"I think people who directly say they would betray are even more foolish."

"Favier said."

"That's because you haven't done anything to the Aztecs yet, nor have you plunged the world into darkness."

"Don't you think about whether it will be too late when that time comes?"

Upon hearing this, Tralock clenched his teeth and fell silent.

Favia, as if knowing her sore spot, continued:

"But I understand, since you can't beat me right now, Tralock, that's why you said that, right?"

"...If I had the chance, I would definitely kill you for the sake of this world."

"As for the continuation of the world, I shouldn't say too much about that." Favia smiled kindly for some reason. "But even if the sun dims, it is still the sun. As a great sun, it is enough to illuminate even the smallest speck of dust. It will always be there, no matter when."

While people can control their facial expressions or words, they cannot control the emotions revealed in their eyes.

Tralock read sincerity in Favia's eyes.

Who exactly is this person? Can he really do it? As a human? Just a mere human? Or is he from the present day, after the decline of the Age of Gods?

This puzzled the black-haired girl once again. It was too vague; even though it was so close, it seemed like an existence that was completely incomprehensible.

The two stopped talking and waited quietly. As for Bavan Shi, who was struggling with the languages ​​of Central and South America, she was still studying in the Great Temple.

Then, it was already close to dusk.

At that moment, the gates of Traxcala opened, and four people walked out, followed by the eager, expectant gazes of tens of thousands of people.

The council of Traxcala is controlled by the four most powerful city-states, and these four are its leaders.

The four men walked steadily and powerfully, their faces filled with piety and reverence. They came to Favia and knelt down, shouting in unison, "Trascalar, from this day forward, we will follow your guidance and abolish the rituals."

As a result, the only remaining Aztec states that were fond of human sacrifice were the Prepecha Empire in the west and Theoditland in the south.

Afterwards, Favia did not stop there. After dealing with Trascalar, he took 10,000 men from Trascalar to the Prepecha Empire, and the Aztecs also provided 10,000 men to follow him.

The Prepecha Empire was the second largest country in Mesoamerica after the Aztecs, and it was skilled in using metal to make tools, ornaments, and even weapons.

However, facing such a powerful nation, Favia did not give them time as it had done with Tlaxcala, but instead launched an attack directly.

The reason for this is simple: the Prepecha Empire's beliefs were similar to Rome's 'polytheism,' meaning that it did not have a fixed, single god to worship.

A day later, the morning light, feigning ignorance, descended upon the land of Prepecha.

Beneath the storm of Quetzalcoatl's wrath, on mountains ravaged by terrible magic, on land reduced to rubble in mere seconds, the bright sunlight seemed utterly out of place.

That very night, the Prepecha Empire surrendered, pledging to 'from now on follow your guidance and abolish the ritual.'

In addition, many small city-states to its north and west that believed in the legend of the return of the feathered serpent god, such as Komar and Jarisco, also voluntarily came to Favia to express their willingness to do so. Although these small city-states were not powerful, they had extremely valuable resources such as saltpeter.