"The God Mountain woke, standing in the light. The stones have names, and souls dwell upon the stones. Divine light is above the clouds, the Lord of thunder is in the mist. Rain falls, the Ancestral Spirits come, and a singing voice chants."
"Monte Albán, yaa lani, yaa naa. O Monte Alban, O Holy Mountain, O peak of the God Mountain."
"You are the people of Oaxaca, the first mountain, the first light. If enemies come beneath the mountain, may the Ancestral Spirits drink their blood. The God Mountain has awakened, the Rain God has heard, they have all awakened! And we will become flowers of twenty petals, sleeping forever~~"
The dirge of the Zapotec God-descendants was chanted at the foot of the Holy Mountain, then came to the mountainside, and finally reached the summit, where it abruptly vanished. Their voices echoed, their scarlet flowed, their bodies fell, their living flesh burned. In the end, dust returned to dust, earth returned to earth, divine blood returned to the gods, and bodies returned to Earth Mother.
The great sacrifice of Report to Main God could never lack offerings of noble bloodline. And when twenty thousand Alliance elites spread through the entire Tlacolula Valley, tens of thousands of Zapotec tribes were conquered by the Legion's force almost without any resistance. The offerings of divine blood became plentiful once again, dragged by armored warriors up onto the pyramid, then sent tumbling down.
"Supreme Main God Huitzilopochtli! I, Divine King Avet, here report my sacrifice to you! I will dedicate to you the most ancient Holy Mountain of Monte Alban in the Oaxaca Valley, amid the southern clouds, as your resting sanctuary! And across the entire Oaxaca Valley, even to the coastal Zapotec, across the vast north and south of the Cloud Land, your