Chapter 163

Therefore--

He will not heed the advice of the Central and South American World to establish a new Sun Era by condensing an ancient traditional concept into a single person and then killing him.

In this world, the closest thing to eternity is the deep blue of the Sun, located at the celestial pole. The seasons of spring, summer, autumn, and winter cannot erase the Sun's light.

Following such a forward-moving man—

Countless rays of light shone above the Ancient City, as if to say that whether one is tormented by the loneliness of the dark night or embraced by the eternal happiness of the day, all will be revealed in this moment.

You can't deny my choice, even if you see it as the fastest shortcut.

"I came here to destroy something."

If there's a mountain ahead, I'll climb it.

"If there's the sea ahead, I'll cross it."

"If there's a god ahead, I'll go Godslaying."

Whatever lies ahead, I'll go and solve it.

"I am not completely destitute, but I will never compromise because of that."

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244: "You are the 'Sun'." (5k)

As Favia approaches the Sun Stone, which represents the concept of the Fate the Central and South American World.

Just as we were about to see the enormous creature slowly rising from the absolute darkness behind the Sun Stone.

A slight breeze made him close his eyes, and when he opened them again, he saw the campfire still burning in the thick white fog.

The Great Temple has vanished, replaced by Mictlan, the Aztec Underworld. The bonfire burns brightly, Mars leaping on the firewood, producing a faint yet earth-shattering crackling sound.

Her long, golden hair flowed in the air like burning flames as she gazed at Favia, who had come from afar.

It's Tezcatlipoca.

He sat by the campfire as always, gazing at the burning flames. As if realizing Favia's arrival, he turned to look at him, but this time the First Sun's face was expressionless, as if nothing had happened.

"Before offering advice to God, one must be prepared to sacrifice one's life," the First Sun said softly. "That woman from the Moon Lake, who claims to be my sister, I don't deny it, but her doing things like this on her own is infuriating."

Favia nodded without speaking.

"But now that things have turned out this way, there are pros and cons."

The First Sun looked at him, seemingly sighing, "The conditions offered by the world that was originally willing to compromise were rejected by you. Therefore, the enraged world launched a final gamble, reviving that guy Cipactli with the idea of mutual destruction."

The good thing is that natural disasters are conceptualized as the arrival of tangible living beings; if they are killed, various natural and man-made disasters can be prevented.

The bad thing is the power of the Water Monster Cipactli.

This being was something that could only be killed by the combined efforts of the four Primordial Four Children, the Lord of the Flayed, the Huitzilopochtli, the Tezcatlipoca, and the Quetzalcoatl.

The gods of Central and South America each performed their duties individually, and even fought among themselves. It can be said that the destruction of Cipactli was the most united action of the Aztec gods, but even so, Tezcatlipoca sacrificed a leg.

Are you ready for this?

The Tezcatlipoca stared into Favia's eyes, so close, yet so solemnly telling him, "Completely resolve the rules governing this world, reshape the world itself once more, and kill Cipactli, whom we four gods fought and sacrificed to kill."

After the death of the Water Monster Cipactli, his body was used to create the world, and every subsequent Sun Era began from this origin.

Therefore, if one wants to completely rewrite the rules of the Central and South American World, it seems only natural to kill the Water Monster Cipactli again.

The problem is that although it is now the age of the Age of Gods, the resurrected Water Monster Cipactli, blessed by the Central and South American World itself, possesses the power of the ancient Age of Gods. After all, this is the ancient world's last gamble for itself, revealing its mysteries.

"Prepare? Perhaps it's only natural for the Fifth Sun, the one who unites all the gods," Favia said with a smile. "What you can do, I will do; what you can't do, I will do."

"You've got quite the big talk, but I don't know if you'll succeed." The Tezcatlipoca paused, "But I really like it."

The next moment, the blond man stood up, looked up at the horizon with a displeased expression; the sky of the Underworld was the land of Central and South America.

"Compared to the Moon Lake, that thing infuriates me even more. It won't even tell me why I was summoned here, and now it wants my sister to compromise. It's extremely, extremely annoying."

Without any concealment, under the Authority of the Thunder Serpent, raging lightning converged into a beam in the thick fog. The power of the First Sun traveled through the Underworld of Mictlan, stirring up a turbulent void. It instantly pierced through the thick fog surrounding the Underworld and gathered on the Jaguar Man Mask on Favia's chest, transforming it into Obsidian form capable of illuminating the Sun.

"Speaking of which, could you bring it into Mictlan?"

"No, I don't have the strength to do that right now. You'll have to force it into Mictlan."

"I see."

After all, fighting the Water Monster Cipactli in the Water City Tenochtitlan might cause unnecessary casualties.

Therefore, Favia wanted to hold the battle in the Underworld of Mictlan.

"Go, Fifth Sun. As the First Sun, I acknowledge you." Tezcatlipoca reached out, and the surrounding Cipactli dissipated. "Give me a good beating to death, and avenge me. I've always remembered that guy biting off my leg."

"Is this a pleasant surprise?"

Donning the half- Jaguar Man Mask, Favia chuckled, for he was now still blond, just like before.

"As Warrior I acknowledge, your journey is not over yet. The longer it continues, the more difficult it will become; as the saying goes, the night is not yet over. If you want to usher in the dawn, you will need to put in some effort, and that is exactly right."

Thanks.

Favia slowly retreated, turned around, and walked towards the thick fog beyond the campfire, returning to the Great Temple on the ground as lightning emanated from her body.

With his departure, not only did the pitch-black lightning representing the Thunder Serpent appear, but also the pure white light that had risen from North America after the Island of Cuba, and a yellowish-gray light that even surprised the Tezcatlipoca himself.

"... I really didn't expect that."

The First Sun couldn't help but sigh, for this yellowish-gray light represented Xipe Totec, the Lord of the Flayed, the eldest of the Primordial Four Children.

This name alone reveals that this god's attitude towards Living People Sacrifice is even more Deity than that of the Tezcatlipoca.

However, perhaps the Water Monster they defeated together in the past has resurrected, or for some other reason, in any case, the Lord of the Flayed, as the God of Rebirth, has decided to follow the same path as the Tezcatlipoca.

"This guy really turned it into the Fifth Sun after the Age of Gods..."

In Mictlan, the Underworld that can only be revealed by the First Sun, besides the divine radiance, countless past souls also rise.

It shines so brightly even in the thick fog.

Light.

Seeing all this, Tezcatlipoca twitched at the corner of his mouth in utter displeasure.

Now that things are settled, there is only one thing that First Sun should do, and only one thing that it can do.

"Tsk, praise? This is clearly not something I should be doing. If it were that bird-headed one, he'd probably cheer with joy... Damn it, we can't let any other gods see this."

Then, the helpless voice of the Tezcatlipoca continued,

There is no mind that can be afraid.

"There is no will that can be yielded to."

"There is no voice that ignores suffering."

Born in a distant and otherworldly place.

"You will eliminate the evil of resurgence in the eyes of all beings."

"You are the 'Sun'."

"You are the 'Sun' that unites all."

In the dark world of Central and South America, centered on Tenochtitlan, an unprecedented darkness swept across the entire region.

It was comparable to a total solar eclipse, but upon closer inspection, the Sun was still on the horizon, as if only the light could not penetrate this area.

Under the cover of darkness, Favia, who had returned from the Underworld, silently gazed at the giant Water Monster that had been resurrected. She said nothing and did not attack immediately. Finally, this enraged Cipactli, who had finally been resurrected.

"Are you underestimating me, human!" Cipactli, seemingly one with the darkness, roared, "How dare you daydream in front of me!"

Favia, who had been silent, spoke softly upon hearing this.

"I remember, Tezcatlipoca sacrificed a leg to lure you here."

"Those bastards, once I catch them, I'm going to tear them all to pieces, one by one!"

"Always hungry, the Half-Crocodile, Half-Fish Cipactli roared."

It certainly had that power. If Tezcatlipoca hadn't lured it away at the cost of one of its legs, even the four original Aztec Primordial Four Children might not have been able to kill it and use its corpse to create the world.

"Cipactli, if you want to fight, if you want to settle things with me to the death, I can grant your wish, but before that, I have a question—"

Separated only by the distance of the Sun Stone, Favia, arms crossed, asked:

"You were clearly dead, your body had become the foundation of this world. This isn't the Age of Gods anymore, how could you possibly be resurrected so completely?"

In the age of Age of Gods, resurrecting the dead was commonplace. However, after the decline of the Age of Gods and the advent of the human era, resurrection became a miracle that only the one and only 'god' could perform, and all resurrections in various regions were illusory.

Therefore, in theory, even if this is a desperate gamble by the Central and South American World, it is absolutely impossible to revive something that is already dead.

"A stupid question."

Cipactli sneered, but made no attempt to conceal his true intentions:

"Though I am dead, my body was used by those guys to build their so-called world. In other words, I am the world itself."

Indeed, if the Central and South American World itself has a soul, then Cipactli, which is built upon its body, can be seen as the embodiment of the Central and South American World. From this perspective, it is only natural that the Central and South American World would spare no effort to revive Cipactli after Favia refused to Sacrifice.

Then, Cipactli continued, "That's why the world has rules for Living People Sacrifice."

As he spoke, Favia seemed to see a cold smile on the face of the enormous creature Half-Crocodile, Half-Fish.

At that moment, he understood.

"So that's it. It's all because you were hungry."

The Water Monster Cipactli is constantly hungry, which is why the rules of operation in the Central and South American World require continuous Human Sacrifice, as these sacrifices are offered to the 'land,' namely Cipactli.

This is something that even the four Primordial gods who joined forces to kill the Water Monster probably didn't expect would turn out this way.

Cipactli's body is the foundation of all Sun Era, and the 'hunger' etched into his soul causes the lands of Central and South America to fall into the same situation. Therefore, the Central and South American World makes Human Sacrifice the rule for maintaining the world, which is actually feeding Cipactli himself.

"Hahahaha, that's right, that's right." Mipactli laughed loudly, "The scent of countless souls, obtainable without even fighting. Although I cannot move, this power is something they can only give me. I believe that one day, I will revive again, completely disintegrate this world, and utterly devour it!"

"Is that so? So this cruel world was built on the wrong path from the very beginning, which is why it's so hard to correct..."

Favia sighed, "But the Age of Gods has ended, and your idea of secretly resurrecting them is no longer possible."

After a brief pause, he continued:

"But when the world faces a crisis that 'I' cannot rewrite, it chooses you as the optimal solution."

Under normal circumstances, if Human Sacrifice were abolished, all the people living here would die. Regardless of the means—whether it be a god, a massacre, a disaster, or Outsider —as long as all the original inhabitants living here are killed, the system can continue to function.

However, I have both abolished Human Sacrifice and will not allow the people here to Parinirvana. Therefore, this world has compromised, yet I have rejected it. That is why I have gone to great lengths to revive you, in order to continue the old traditions.

"So, I really have to thank you," Mipactli said with a smile. "If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't have been able to revive with the concept of encompassing this world. My body would still be trampled on by inferior humans as part of the land. Thank you so much."

"Yeah?"

When Favia heard Mipactli say this, he laughed.

"In that case, I've come to destroy you and create a new world."

"How arrogant!"

Mipactli, who had become one with the darkness, stretched out his head and aimed it at Favia, who was incredibly small to him below.

Endless Od gathered and collided within Mipactli's mouth, where every joint had a mouth, transforming into raging Thunderbolt. Countless tiny Od collided within, causing roars and forming the prototype of a massive, destructive attack.

From the moment the Water Monster revived, its enormous body, encompassing the entire Central and South American World, was continuously drawing upon the remaining Od of this ancient world, enveloping everything. Or, to put it another way, everyone was currently inside Mipactli's body, which is why the Sun could not penetrate.

But it was precisely the Thunderbolt light that illuminated the world in darkness when it launched its attack that allowed the people who were unable to move to see clearly that Favia, standing before the Sun Stone, was fighting against the most terrifying evil creature recorded in ancient myths.

In the hazy, ethereal realm, the colossal Mipactli swallowed everything that seemed to be there.

"Humans--!!!!"

On the dark Sun Stone, Mipactli roared in fury, "What have you done? What have you done?!"

"It seems that although you are the foundation of this land, you are not the source of all living things here."

The moment Favia finished speaking, countless plants in the dark world began to rebel silently and without light. The gods of Central and South America had returned to the dense forest since the Age of Gods, returning the world to humankind. Therefore, this also represents the power left behind by the Aztec gods to fight back.

"Enough!"