The End of the Northern Expedition, the Sacrifice Ceremony, and the Return Journey

The Sacred Fire blazed to life, and the blue smoke of sacrifice rose in the plaza, bringing with it a divine aura. The god-platform stood tall, and the priests' chanting echoed through the valley like the whispers of gods.

".The sun rises over the wasteland, and the Main God Huitzilopochtli ascends to the highest throne! He is supreme and great, omnipotent and all-powerful. He commands the divine heaven and earth, rules all tribes under the sky, and also governs the children of the wasteland! The supreme Main God shelters the Alliance and grants the divine power of thunder and flame! Under the Main God's gaze, the sacred northern expedition has won a perfect victory!."

Xolotl wore elaborate sacrificial robes and stood at the highest point of the god-platform. He raised the emerald Divine Staff high, spread both arms, and prayed to the supreme Main God.

The plaza was filled with solemnity. Below the god-platform and the altar were over a hundred chanting priests, several thousand murderous warriors, and tens of thousands of surrendered Guachichil tribespeople. At this moment, tens of thousands knelt on the ground, bathed in the Main God's radiance, prostrate at the king's feet, offering their first submission.

"O supreme Main God! To thank You for Your protection, I offer You the most honored sacrifice. He was the chief culprit of the southern invasion, and also a god-kin of the northern wasteland! Divine blood flowed in his veins, and he was slain by the Main God's legions."

Xolotl's chant grew ever more sonorous, and the Priesthood's accompanying chorus also pierced the clouds. Soon, the priest-king waved the Divine Staff, and eight Wooden Cannons thundered with explosive roars like thunder. Below the platform, every Guachichil tribesperson showed terror, which immediately turned into deep awe. Under the gazes of tens