Boom! Boom! Boom-boom-boom!
Divine might rolled vast and boundless; divine thunder descended. The fanatical vanguard warriors threw out the Divine Power Spheres, and terrifying thunderclaps exploded over the two small stockades! The force of these blasts was so great that shards of pottery shot out like blades, bursting across the stockade walls into clumps of flame, black smoke, blood mist, and howling screams!
"Gods! This is? What is this?!"
Atop the main stockade wall, Great Chief Kuashe's eyes flew wide in an instant, his heart contracting violently before pounding bang-bang in a frantic rush. Through the slowly drifting smoke, he stared at the horrific scene in the two small stockades, at the hundreds of wailing, dying warriors, and his whole body began to tremble.
"This is an evil god! This is the evil power of the Volcano Demon! The cursed Mexica People will suddenly die, just like the Teotihuacan people!."
The Feathered Serpent Priests on the wall inhaled Divine Smoke, shouting wildly at the top of their lungs and dancing frenzied sacrificial dances to steady the army's morale atop the main stockade. Whether it was the Totonac warriors stationed on the wall or the elite braves waiting below to sally out, all of them had gone pale beneath the "divine might" of those explosions, their hands and feet trembling.
In the realm of Mesoamerica, to every tribe that devoutly believed in the gods, this mysterious and unknown terror struck at the morale of warrior militias far more heavily than its actual killing power!
"Main God! After using the new Granular Gunpowder, the thrown Divine Power Spheres... this power has at least doubled!"
Watching the miserable state of the two small stockades, Black Wolf Toltec raised his brows, surprise flickering in his eyes, and his heart was deeply shaken as well.