Chapter 148
Upon learning this news, the Fairy girl, who had no time to explain, felt a surge of intense heat rising within her body.
"Your door's never locked, so sometimes when I'm cleaning your room, I see it," Favia replied to the girl, who was blushing with embarrassment. As if ignoring her reaction, she continued, "And you've been writing something yourself lately, haven't you? The male and female leads are both named Xiao Xi and Xiao Fa..."
At that moment, Favia listened intently and heard the sound of the Atlantic Ocean waves.
Seeing the stunned expression on Bawan Xi's face, he couldn't help but speak to her with a composed expression.
"Actually, it's quite good. I like it too, since you wanted to come here yourself."
"I was just imitating it, nothing more... really..."
The girl retorted, but her flushed face hardly made her argument convincing.
"I'm really looking forward to seeing what you write, Xiaoxi. If you do, a lot more people will see it, and you might even become a very famous writer..."
Then, Favia, who was staring into the girl's eyes, laughed again.
"But at least for now, Bavan Shi, you are a writer who belongs only to me."
"You, you, you tell me what, what, what--"
In that instant, Bavan Shi became incoherent and panicked... Although it was like this from the beginning, Favia's words became even more intense.
Isn't that so?
In an instant, the Fairy girl's eyes widened, her face flushed red, and she was speechless.
Because his head was being gently embraced by Favia, and he could feel her breath on his ear—this situation only made the Fairy girl more bewildered.
And so, her mind went blank once again.
However, perhaps for this reason, the girl is now resting obediently against the young man's chest.
Favia didn't say much about it, but simply accepted it silently.
The hands wrapped around her abdomen and the warm body against her back were both somewhat irritating and endearing.
They pressed their faces tightly together, the ever-rising Sun scorching their bodies.
On the vast ocean of the unknown continent they longed for, this large ship continued its journey toward its original destination.
Several months later, when a vast expanse of land came into view, both Bavan Shi and Favia couldn't help but frown slightly.
From the other side of the sea, for some unknown reason, countless low or piercing sounds emanated, forming a deep echo like the ocean tide.
A hazy gray mist hung in the sky, and a scorching heat filled the sweltering wind.
On the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, the tides rise endlessly, as if to drag any approaching ships into the unseen depths.
Faced with this long-unseen marine disaster, Favia stood directly at the bow of the ship.
In the blink of an eye, the world has completely changed.
The azure sea vanished without a trace, replaced by an ancient yellow ground, four or five pillars standing around the edges of the ancient yellow structure, and himself atop a table at the very center, along with a crimson space that seemed to stretch to the ends of the earth.
And, most importantly--
Above his head, a colossal bird dripping rain rose from the endless crimson, like endless raindrops within the blood, or a deep red dress billowing in the air like blood. This enormous, ferocious bird looked down upon everything on the blood-stained Sacrificial Altar, grinning and opening its mouth, waiting for something to arrive.
Indeed, the manifestation of an indescribable, natural disaster-like, inescapable storm... was right above him.
"Could this be... the Aztec Huitzilopochtli?"
Huitzilopochtli, meaning Huitzilopochtli or southern Hummingbird, is the Aztec War God, Sun God, and fire, the ruler of the South, Sun the Guardian God of Tenochtitlan.
Favia was slightly stunned by this. He wasn't surprised that there were still living gods in Central and South America in this era, since it was possible that they were just manifestations of a power. His only question was why they had to come and stop him at such a convenient time.
Logically speaking, shouldn't Montezuma II as a messenger of Quetzalcoatl and treated him well, since Cortés arrived here before him?
Or did Cortés arrive beforehand and meet Montezuma II?
That would be a bit troublesome.
According to the normal course of history, Cortés took advantage of Mongols's view of him as the returning Quetzalcoatl to successfully destroy the Aztec Empire.
In the Nasuverse, Montezuma II regarded Cortés as the returning Quetzalcoatl Cortés only because he firmly believed in the prophecy that Quetzalcoatl would return and felt indebted to Cortés as Quetzalcoatl's messenger, but also because he wanted to take this opportunity to abolish Human Sacrifice in the Aztec Empire.
However, Human Sacrifice was the very foundation upon which this ancient empire stood in the brutal Central and South American World. The vast majority of Aztec regarded it as an honor. It was for this reason that Montezuma II, who wanted to abolish Human Sacrifice —a necessary evil for the empire's survival—shaken the foundation of civilization. Thus, through Cortés's deception and his own weakness, Montezuma II, as king, died a humiliating death, leading to the destruction of the ancient civilization by the Spain colonists.
At this moment, the Deafening Crash roared continuously, as if it were endless.
"Ah, so you actually found out...?"
A soft sigh escaped from the girl by the sea, and even from a great distance, it made the animals in the jungle tense up instantly, instinctively looking up at the coastline.
To some extent, this girl was simply a 'person' with an extremely strong aura, separating herself from the world. Perhaps she herself didn't even realize it, since it was an unconscious act for her.
"But it's finally here..."
The girl's soft breath carried a chill.
In her eyes, the silhouette of the ship that was about to arrive on this land was clearly reflected.
Those eyes, like mirrors not belonging to this world, truly reflected the shapes of the ship and the sea.
However, if Magecraft were to witness it firsthand, they would discover another substance of entirely different nature, so difficult to distinguish that it would send shivers down the back of the observing Magecraft. Whether this was due to fear or emotion, it is impossible to know.
"Indeed, it is this time, according to the oracle of the great Tezcatlipoca..."
The non-human girl from a distant land raised her hand and spoke, while the coldness in her eyes surged forth like a cold wave.
"Please forgive me, great Tezcatlipoca, my brother, for this unauthorized action on behalf of the Aztec."
Immediately afterwards, blood-red lines suddenly appeared on his arms and legs.
The blue, pointed, whip-like weapon pierced the sea like a venomous snake; the blue stone shard rubbed against the waves, sparking a dazzling burst of sparks.
Its weapon itself seemed to be groaning with hunger, unleashing a ferocity.
"A stranger from beyond, the so-called conqueror, the returning messenger of the false ruler of the Second Sun Age, the destroyer of the Fifth Sun Era, the final harbinger of the Sun Era, the destroyer who will drag Aztec into Mictlan,..."
Beneath her dazzling, dark blue hair, the girl's pure black eyes blazed with intense light.
Majestic and cold, radiating a terrifying aura emanating from beings that are not human.
"Faced with such a terrifying enemy, I have no choice but to offer my crimson blood, to sacrifice everything, even my fiery heart. Let my tears flow freely..."
The girl coldly and angrily rebuked in a voice only she could hear:
"--I will absolutely not let you set foot in here!"
230: Rain God: I can't stand it anymore, I'll punch him--(4k)
In an instant, Favia seemed to have caught something, something that, though the Age of Gods had passed, was still slumbering faintly in the dense forest.
That cruel world has existed for who knows how many years, and it has never changed.
It can be said that on this land, which has been isolated from the Eurasia Continent for a long time, death and bloodshed are the foundation of life in this cruel forest.
Even though dynasties on earth have changed hands many times, and even during the Age of Gods, the gods of Central and South America returned to the earth, leaving the world to humankind.
Many years have passed, and it should remain unchanged with the changing times. The undiscovered continent sleeps in the darkness until its ancient civilization is destroyed by Outsider.
Now, a change has occurred—the raindrops.
One drop, two drops, the heavy rain gradually appeared, and then, it poured down.
At the same time, the whirlpools on the ocean surface increased rapidly.
Ten, twenty, one hundred, two hundred.
Countless whirlpools surrounded the ship where Favia was.
And in the next instant, the lightning that filled the Krishna seemed to stop time, and the thunderous roar disrupted the boundary between reality and fantasy, bringing a tremor.
Tiny, persistent, and chilling tremors.
It's as if something, after thousands of years, has awakened.
A hurricane howled, and the menacing phantom of Huitzilopochtli emerged from the raging waves of the sea.
Closely following behind was a high-pitched cry that spun violently beneath the sea, accompanied by something waving around, hurtling towards the large ship not far away.
It was as if they had rehearsed countless times, their coordination was Perfection, their operations were executed in one go, and they launched a swift and fierce attack on the Outsider who were trying to land.
"Favia, this..."
Immediately sensing that something was wrong with her surroundings, Bavan Shi uttered a sound of confusion and a hint of fear.
As Fairy, she instinctively sensed that she had no chance of successfully resisting this attack.
"Go to the control panel and provide the ship with Od to activate the pre-constructed large-scale Magecraft."
Then, as if invited, the silver-haired youth fixed his gaze on the ground that was so close at hand.
"Wait a few more minutes, Bavan Shi."
As before, that's enough.
If Favia asked her to do it, the Fairy girl thought she could do anything.
"Understood!"
After casting Magecraft on his entire body, Favia soared into the air, stepping onto the water vortex and speeding toward the nearby land.
Despite the oppressive feeling that still emanated from the dark celestial pole, as if a colossal presence was pressing down, penetrating the air and seawater... it wasn't just oppressive feeling, but also a seemingly endless stream of condensed Od flowing along the coast towards the direction from which Favia came.
In reality, although Favia's appearance at this moment was only that her clothes were torn, she had the feeling she had when she fought against the Divine Body Osiris in Rome.
The silver-haired youth made his way through the black vortex of water, which was crackling with lightning.
Forward movement is the process of the Flesh being torn apart.
The howling Gale blowing in my face and the heavy pressure on my Limbs gave me the feeling that my flesh was being peeled away from my bones bit by bit.
Each time, fresh blood splatters in the wind, nerves cry out, and even the bones inside are being scraped away.
That's the feeling; it's extremely painful.
But Favia soon realized that it wasn't a Flesh change that had occurred, but rather a pain comparable to that change.
Perhaps this is understandable, after all, this is not the first century. Even if it were the first century, how could the gods of the Age of Gods appear on their own, violating the rules of the Planet?
However, such pain was insignificant to Favia; she could endure it.
However, as he navigated through the whirlpool of water, he heard the attacker's mutterings.
"How could this be? Damn it! I... I must Protection it... Rain carries death, war brings flowers, City will prosper, the Sun calendar, the sacrificial calendar..."
Just then, a strange tremor came from underground in Central and South America. An even greater Od was emanating from there. The tremor was palpable and grew increasingly intense, becoming equivalent to a mild earthquake.
However, Favia showed no fear or hesitation, and directly clasped his hands together, beginning to use the Rune Magecraft he had learned from the great god Odin.
"Yuk--"
The Od formed a vortex.
A powerful Od, enough to erase a small City, was forming the phantom of a 'tree' behind the youth.
The Runes obtained from the Norse gods in the past, when supplied with ample Od, can even manifest phantoms of the Age of Gods.
As Favia spoke, the phantom of the 'tree' stretched from the sea level onto the land.
"--Traceir."
Yggdrasil, the World Tree in Norse mythology, and the world formed by its branches.
"Yuk" means frightening and is also another name for the chief god Odin. "Trahir" means horse, so together it means "Odin's horse," which comes from the fact that Odin once hung himself from a tree and stabbed himself with his spear Gungnir, thus discovering the Rune.
Odin described this action as "riding a horse," and the World Tree thus took the name Yggdrasil.
The tree and the sea are in fierce conflict.
A fierce flash of light blew, turning the dark sky white. The forces clashed against each other, like two forces with mass colliding rather than guiding each other, a fierce contest.
A deafening Deafening Crash enough to shake the earth, a force powerful enough to shake heaven and earth.
In the end, the tree triumphed over the rain.
So when the Torrential Rain was blocked by the phantom of the 'tree', the countless branches and leaves hung high in the dark sky like stars.
And, just like the torrential rain that had been pouring down, the tree's branches and leaves continued to multiply, multiply, and multiply again...