The cold, silent long night slipped quietly past, while the warring world did not stop for even a moment. The great nobles' schemes eked out their existence in the low, filthy logistics camp. The sole Divine King had pitched camp on the heights of the hills and raised a ten-meter Royal Banner. The Divine King's Royal Tent streamed with hanging feathers and was exceptionally spacious, facing the unconquered Yodzocahi. And beneath the Royal Banner and the Royal Tent lay the besieging army, clustered around it like an ant nest!
"The rainy season of August is finally about to pass! My loyal warriors should be stirring themselves too!..."
The Divine King Avet wore a cloak and a tall crown of red feathers, like a two-meter-tall god-man. His hands were clasped behind his back as he watched the morning sun in the east. Morning Sun shone across his stern face, lit the flames hidden in his eyes, and drew out a long black shadow stretching west. And the Chief Intelligence Officer Shadow Dagger knelt within his shadow, waiting patiently.
"Heh! So the bugs in Yodzocahi finally know fear and want to surrender to me?"
"Yes! Divine King, His Majesty! The Secret Guards spent great effort making contact with the Mixtec great nobles in the city, the two brothers Rio Viejo and Yun Ming... They are both defeated generals of the Alliance, begging the Divine King's forgiveness, begging forgiveness for the Cloud God-descendants... Behind them should be the lord of Yodzocahi."
"Their initial terms were: as long as the Alliance accepted their surrender and submission, they would hand over the Rain God Chief Priest councils in the city, hand over the Temple of the ancestral Cloud Altar, completely convert to the Main God, and hand over the God-descendants' children as hostages to the