"Only crimson blood and fire is a sacrifice that satisfies the Main God! Sacrifice these Maya city-state nobles; as long as they carry God-descendant blood, don't leave a single one alive!..."
"Make those newly surrendered Deer Worm warriors do it! Either they kill their clan's God-descendants with their own hands, or they become sacrifices themselves! Only those who thrust out the dagger and sever the past, whose hands are stained full with God-descendant blood, can be counted as truly converted to the Main God, as trustworthy ones of our own!..."
"War Priests! Build the Divine Altar, light the Sacred Fire, mix the God-descendant Blood Wine, and carry out the great conversion of the whole city!..."
May's rains had not yet fallen on the Maya coast. But burning flames had already risen within Moto City of the Deer Worm Clan. A full twenty thousand Deer Worm tribesmen were herded in groups into the camp by the warriors of the Black Wolf Legion. And hundreds of the clan's God-descendants were about to meet their final bloom.
The Sacred Fire had already been lit, and the altar of sacrifice ran bright with color. The whistle of death blew along the coast, and the priests' shouts shook the wilds. After the great conversion that lasted several days, the loyal vassal of the Xiu Clan, the Deer Worm Clan among the sixteen clans, severed from then on the roots of its several-hundred-year inheritance, and was utterly wiped away by the bloodstained hand of the Highland Main God!
In truth, before the city-state fell, Moto City had already been besieged by Black Wolf's great army for two months and was almost within easy reach, but Black Wolf had long delayed launching the final assault. The Deer Worm Clan sent envoys to break out again and again,