"Praise the Main God! We have taken Hidden Snake City, taken the false god's holy temple! ...The supreme His Highness has issued the King's Order: sacrifice all the Hidden Snake God-descendants... old or young, leave not one alive! ..."
The blood-colored rainy night carried a dirge of death, echoing through fallen Hidden Snake City. The first half of the night had been a chorus of screams and burning flames; the second half was the deathly silence of extinction and flowing dark red. And when the sky gradually brightened and the Morning Sun rose from the Eastern Sea, all the songs of old vanished without a trace.
In the ancient city-state, there was only devout praise for the Main God, and the cheers of victory! The warriors' praise and cheers rang through this eastern holy city of the Totonac, determined to wipe away every last "sacred" bloodline!
"The Main God bears witness! This head's burned like this—can't make out a damn thing! ..."
The flames on the Temple pyramid had long since been completely extinguished. Black Wolf Toltec stood beneath the pyramid, holding a charred head in both hands. He widened his eyes and examined it back and forth for a long while before handing the head to the surrendered general Pap.
"Pap, you take a look. You're more familiar with him. Is this head that Coastal High Priest's?"
"Uh! Chief Black Wolf, I... please let me identify it carefully."
Surrendered general Pap held the head, his heart churning violently. He stood motionless, staring blankly for a while, and his eyes gradually grew wet.
To tell the truth, the Coastal High Priest Atlcoyotltzin had personally promoted him from a fugitive Feathered Serpent priest to the Water Fleet Commander of Hidden Snake City... Even if there had been considerations of balancing the