"Praise the Main God Huitzilopochtli! He commands light, thunder, and flame, bestows harvest, reproduction, and victory!... You must believe in my god; He is supreme and mighty, omnipotent!... I, your divine servant, High Priest Ge Niao, offer you the three sacrifices of wolf, deer, and fish, and pray for your gaze and Divine Force to descend!... Prostrate yourselves, kowtow! Bow again, kowtow! Bow thrice, sing His praises!..."
When the first ray of dawn rose from the eastern Wasteland, lighting the long, narrow coastline that stretched for thousands of li; when Penguari stood upon the stockade wall praying with tears streaming down his face... far away in Leijin Town, a thousand li to the north, High Priest Ge Niao wore an elaborate black-and-red sacrificial robe and a feathered crown one meter high. His head held high, he stood atop the small eight-meter pyramid Temple, devoutly offering rites to the rising Sun.
And beneath High Priest Ge Niao's feet, before a pyramid Temple rarely seen in the Northern Continent, the boundless tribes of Leijin Town knelt in a dark mass, pressing their foreheads tightly to the earth. On the forehead of every tribesman was carved the bird pattern of the Main God. They spoke different tribal tongues and painted all manner of face markings and tattoos, yet all prayed in unison toward the Main God of The Sun.
"Ah! Praise the Solar Main God! He is the brightest and roundest, the greatest and strongest Great Spirit!..."
"Praise the Great Spirit of Plants! He scatters Stone Fertilizer in the fields, making the fields bountiful and growing endless Sweet Potatoes and Potatoes!..."
"Praise the Great Spirit of Flint! With wondrous Divine Fire, He turns stone into useful bronze!"
"Praise the Great Spirit of the Sea! He bestows great ships never seen before, making countless