"God has arrived! He took the form of a hummingbird of the south, riding a howling hurricane, descending upon distant seas! He took the form of a god-man, cast down the divine spear in his hand, and shot out a bolt of lightning! He nailed the Feathered Serpent's divine body dead upon the Eastern Sea, turning it into the long Snake Island, and the lightning brought light that will illuminate you!"
Divine Smoke drifted, and the Sacred Fire burned scorching hot. The reek of blood spread, and the Jingguan stood tall, blood flowing down it. Before the Main God's emblem, Priest Tomatl held his head high, both hands embracing the sun. He chanted loudly in fanatic fervor, his face flushed, his whole body stained with blood, so excited he was nearly mad!
What he was chanting was scripture from the Sutra of Ali, born from the ancient myths of the Alliance and recounting the death of the Feathered Serpent. It had only been five or six years since this scripture had first been compiled. Yet these brand-new verses, along with the newly formed writing system, had already sunk deep into the hearts of young priests through the mass printing of the Sutra of Ali! Priest Tomatl had graduated from Shenwei University, and he could recite the entire scripture backward and forward, regarding it as heavenly truth.
"Now, I have finally reached the Eastern Sea where the divine miracle lies, reached the Snake Island of prophecy! Upon the serpent head where the Feathered Serpent died, before the iron mine formed from its fangs, I will build the first Temple of the Main God! I will also touch the light of lightning, and bring this divine radiance to the people of the island!"
Priest Tomatl chanted devoutly, his smile radiant. He stretched