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Zoe rubbed her slightly aching scalp and said in a complicated tone:

"The temple is located... or rather, the fortress is located directly north of the secret realm!"

Zhu Mingyao's expression shifted, as he keenly grasped the implication of the girl's words.

"you mean?

"—Four main gates?"

Haha, my leave slip finally arrived! I'll be able to rest a bit and recharge in two days or the day after tomorrow.

Chapter 199 The Four Main Gates

"You believe this is the main entrance to Teotihuacan?"

Despite her usual carefree attitude, Madison was just a spoiled rich girl who didn't like to think things through, not a fool. She quickly realized what was going on after being prompted.

Zhu Mingyao stroked his chin, thinking as he spoke:

"Since this place is both a key energy node on the outer edge of the secret realm and an altar for worshipping Tescatlipokka."

Then I can boldly guess that there are at least three other strongholds like this one, suppressed by altars of other Aztec gods symbolizing their respective directions, and guarded by their supplicants, serving as the official gateways into Teotihuacan!

He spread his arms wide and gestured, saying, "Have you noticed? The layout of the entire fortress is shaped like a giant gateway, facing the outer ocean?"

Upon hearing his reasoning, the Twin Witches fell into deep thought.

In Aztec mythology, there are four gods who rule over the four directions:

Sipeter: Lord of skinning, god of strength, god of agriculture and plants, ruler of the East.

Quetzalcoatl: God of life, god of light and wisdom, lord of wind and sky, ruler of the west.

Vizilopochtli: God of War, Lord of Fire, Ruler of the South.

Tescatlipoca: Master of all mystic arts, God of darkness and the invisible, Lord of the Night, Ruler of the North.

Whether considering the location or the extraordinary power characteristics displayed by the invoker, it all seems to fit this logic.

The three knew perfectly well that the exploration team was using the official mysterious board game as a base, exploiting a bug to gain unauthorized access to the secret realm.

So, considering all this, how much of the restrictions on air travel, speed limits, and the strong suppression of superhuman strength and physical abilities when heading towards the center of the island are actually part of the original rules of the secret realm? And how much is simply punishment for those who try to sneak in?

These issues are certainly worth discussing.

Zhu Mingyao, having read the original novel of "Kong: Skull Island," had a much deeper understanding of the story.

In the film's plot, the group on the ship, while exploring the island and fighting various wild beasts, did not show any signs of being physically suppressed, a fact also evidenced by the surviving fragments of the diary belonging to the protagonist and screenwriter, Jack.

He originally thought that the restrictions of the laws only applied to extraordinary individuals, but now it seems that there might be another possibility.

—They entered through the indigenous stronghold by the sea, which is what some people speculated was the main gate of the divine realm!

Therefore, the rules of the secret realm did not apply!

Even the fact that they left safely after capturing the Great Ape can explain why the Prayer didn't try to stop them.

While it's likely that the elemental state was at a low ebb seventy years ago, leaving little room for maneuver, the fact that visitors came and went through the main entrance was probably also a significant factor.

The two girls exchanged a glance, their eyes revealing similar thoughts.

Madison suddenly had a brilliant idea. She raised her fist and said eagerly, "How about we take a spin on the sea and then come ashore through this 'gate' to see if the mysterious restraining force will disappear?"

Although he felt that the laws woven by the divine realm wouldn't be so easily fooled, the girl's words made some sense. In any case, it was a cost-effective thing, so Zhu Mingyao nodded slightly and agreed to her suggestion.

Everyone was a decisive and action-oriented person. Now that they had reached a consensus, they did not delay and went straight out to cross the water.

A dozen minutes later, the three figures reappeared in the temple hall, their expressions a mixture of joy and worry.

To my delight, the blonde haughty girl's ingenious idea actually worked; I could feel that the effects of the restrictions had significantly weakened.

The concern is that the reduction is not significant enough, and it will still have a considerable impact on performance.

Looking down at the hazy red sun hanging on the horizon, about to sink into the ocean, Madison pouted her red lips and said hesitantly:

"Should we risk exploring deeper into the island? We need to come up with a decision quickly!"

Although she seemed to be asking the two of them questions, her beautiful blue eyes secretly glanced at Zhu Mingyao, clearly wanting him to come up with a plan.

Sensing the girl's subtle thoughts, Zhu Mingyao thought for a moment and, considering the current situation and risks, came up with a compromise solution.

"The sun is about to set. With your limited spellcasters' abilities, venturing into the unknown jungle at night is risky and difficult to control. It would be safer to stay in the fortress that has just been cleared out."

My suggestion is to use this as a base, release a large number of summoned creatures as guards, conduct limited reconnaissance of the surrounding area, and then retreat to rest and recuperate late at night.

"Okay, but I need to find a cleaner place. This place is full of bones and rotting corpses, it's disgusting!"

Watching the energetic girls skipping and hopping off to find a place to rest, Zhu Mingyao smiled and followed them.

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……

In the brazier carved from the large rock, firewood soaked in animal oil burned fiercely, illuminating the surroundings brightly.

On the plaza paved with red volcanic breccia, strange cries and groans echoed, signaling the end of a fierce battle.

Well, to be more precise, it should be described as a one-sided massacre!

"Snapped!"

A silvery, shimmering light flashed across the arena, like a bright lightning bolt piercing the night, producing a sharp, tearing sound.

Seven or eight heads of native warriors with vermilion facial markings flew up, and specks of crystalline red light drifted out, indicating that they had all been decapitated in one blow.

The water-like light, like a long whip, rebounded and, as if a serpent were slashing through the air, split the thick pillar of flame in two. The surging heat wave, carrying blazing sparks, scattered in all directions, melting small pits on the ground, demonstrating its extraordinary power.

Hidden behind the flames, the old shaman, the Prayer, brandished his skull staff with all his might, opening his withered, toothless mouth. Red light and black smoke flickered in his throat, and another ball of molten gold and iron was about to spew out.

"Crack." With a slight snapping sound, the old wizard's bald head, with hardly any hair left, suddenly spun 360 degrees out of thin air, as if an invisible enemy had grabbed him and strangled him. His thin neck twisted into a giant twisted rope, and then slumped down limply.

"Hmph, finally done!"

As the last enemy fell, the pale blue protective aura dissipated, and a pretty woman with slightly dark skin stepped out. She put away her long, water-colored whip blade, gathered up the simple sari that had drifted away during the fierce battle, and wrapped it back around her shapely waist.

“Miss Queenie, your voodoo puppetry technique has been a great help. Otherwise, it would have been quite troublesome to deal with so many enemies with opposing attributes using only my [Water Sky Tower Achievement Method].

The woman, who appeared to have South Asian features, turned to the side and politely greeted her companion.

Chapter 200 Harvest and Discovery

Hearing her companion's praise, the young black woman with long, curly hair, in stark contrast to her obese appearance with a face full of fat and a waist ten feet wide, nodded politely, smiled, straightened her neck which was also twisted after casting the Mirror Curse, and responded humbly.

"You flatter me, Miss Simani. Actually, I also hate the scorching smell of flames. Cool, deep water is the only place for everything. Your aura is very pleasant."

Simani's smile froze slightly, and she swallowed back the words she was about to ask. After observing her carefully, she realized that Simani didn't seem to be intentionally referring to her teacher, so she felt relieved and spoke again.

"How did you know... that going around the city from the sea would weaken the restrictions of the divine realm?"

Curiosity flickered in Simani's eyes. Gossip is a woman's nature, and cultivators with extraordinary powers are no exception, especially when their own interests are involved.

Her teacher, Venerable Red Sun, had been stagnant at his current level for a long time, and was eager to learn about all the mysteries of the gods. He reached a deal with the authorities to include her in the exploration team as a representative of the Special Investigation Bureau, which was of course also to give her an advantage.

She knew that such confidential information was quite valuable, and thought that the chubby Queenie would cherish it. She was even prepared to exchange it for some of the spoils she had acquired earlier. However, the other party was unexpectedly generous.

“I… cough, when our Voodoo religion spread to the Caribbean region, the Aztec Empire had not been destroyed for long, so some related secrets and records have been passed down.”

Queenie took light steps, stepping over the deformed and dried corpses scattered on the ground. Her large body moved gracefully towards the tall temple in the center of the fortress, like a flowing stream.

"As the abode of the gods, Teotihuacan has four gates in the east, west, south, and north. In the classical era when gods and humans lived together, people would receive offerings from mortal believers through these gates every year. Secular kings and priests would also use these gates to pay homage to the pyramid temples on the island."

Therefore, as long as one follows the 'formal' procedure to land on the island, the laws of the divine realm will consider them devout believers who have come to worship, and no further restrictions will be imposed.

With a casual wave of her hand, an invisible force field pushed open the heavy stone door of the temple.

Behind a large number of neatly arranged stone coffins, a strange sculpture appeared before the two, bearing blue bird feathers, holding a blue round shield in one hand and a fiery red rattlesnake in the other, with its beard and hair bristling.

"And the one who manages the southern gate is the god of war and fire in the pantheon who loves human sacrifice the most and is obsessed with blood and fresh hearts, the ruler of the south, Vizilopochtli!"

Those people just now must be his remaining relatives and servants after hundreds of years of wear and tear.

A pathetic bunch, possessing divinity yet unable to shake off their primal, savage nature. Even if they exhausted all their accumulated power to leave this world, what good would it do? They still perished in the endless void…

Queenie's thick, carrot-like fingers twitched slightly as she commented with a sarcastic tone, her air of superiority suggesting utter contempt.

These voodoo priestesses are really arrogant...

Simani's delicate eyebrows twitched slightly, feeling that her attitude was rather arrogant, but then she sensed new information from her words.

"You're saying... the Aztec gods perished after leaving the world?"

"Those petty earth gods are always the epitome of wanting everything. When they left, they locked the gates very tightly. If they hadn't all perished, leaving only a wisp of consciousness to govern the divine realm, how could they have allowed us to enter so easily!"

Seemingly realizing she had said too much, Queenie, her dark blue eyes gleaming, added:

"All parties involved in the operation have a vague idea of ​​the truth, but they just haven't said it out loud. Otherwise, why do you think they would dare to target this place?"

She opened a stone coffin and pointed to the writhing, coalescing mass of flesh inside.

"You find a suitable location, place the spatial locator there, and I'll clean up the scene. Then we can rest and regroup in the city before continuing our journey."

As she watched Simani's slender figure, entwined with a yellow and blue sari, disappear outside the temple, the smile on her lips immediately faded. After hesitating for a long time, she finally opened her full lips.

A dim, reddish light, like that of fireflies, drifted out from the stone coffins carved with soaring flames and flowed into her mouth.

The braziers at the four corners of the hall emitted bright flames, casting long, dark shadows on the large figures.

"Pagan gods...prayer...souls...tastes completely different..."

The soft murmur echoed for a few breaths before fading away.

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As the last rays of sunlight faded on the horizon and a pale moon rose, the dense forest did not fall silent; instead, it became even more bustling than during the day.

The pale moonlight shone on the towering trees, coating the branches and leaves with a thin layer of silver frost. In the howling night wind, the occasional eerie bird cries and beast roars could be heard.

Similar to the rules of nature, most of the predators on Teotihuacan, or Skull Island, are also nocturnal.

However, they might regret this habit today.

"Crack!"