The mastermind behind this started by creating a strange story

Shenkong, flying in the sky, looked at the rich city below, thought for a moment, and decided not to let the Aztec civilization appear here.

Although the capital of the Aztec Empire, Tenochtitlan, is located in today's mural capital.

But how could a mysterious civilization suddenly appear in a big city? It must have emerged from underground in an unknown desert.

Then it is discovered by people around and spread.

Thinking of this, Shenkong sped up again and left the sky above the city with a whoosh.

Not knowing how far he had flown or which area he had landed on, the somewhat bored Shenkong suddenly saw a black dot. After flying a little closer, he discovered that it was a small town.

Shenkong felt that he had almost reached the limit, so he flipped over and fell from the sky, arriving in a desert with only slightly shriveled cacti all around him.

And a dying human pig. It’s not that exaggerated to call it a human pig, after all, its nose, eyes, ears and mouth are all intact.

"He's still alive even after becoming like this. His vitality is quite strong."

Shenkong walked closer and saw that the blood of the man who had lost his limbs had soaked the ground in blood, and his whole body was dirty and messy.

Losing limbs does not affect the function of the body's vital index, so even if death occurs, it is mainly due to excessive blood loss.

The man was pale all over, and it was obvious that he had been left here for some time. If he had not sensed that the man still had extremely weak vitality, he might have thought that the man was dead.

Shen Kong stared at the man with a little interest, and instantly sensed the grief and anger in the man's heart, as well as his regret for being powerless.

Although he knew that the man could not hear what he was saying at the moment, Shen Kong still murmured to himself: "Forget it, since I saw you, it is also your luck, so let me give you a chance."

What followed were difficult to understand words, such as "Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda" and "I am a good person". If there were people around, the surroundings might have been filled with a happy atmosphere.

Shenkong did not touch the man on the ground, but stood beside the man and slowly raised his hands.

One thought creates.

"Boom!!!"

A huge roar like thunderclap sounded out of nowhere, and the ground around Shenkong kept rolling, but the soil under his feet did not move at all.

Then, with Shenkong as the origin, the ground around him suddenly rose up, covering an area of ​​more than a thousand meters.

A giant pyramid appeared out of nowhere here.

It is about a kilometer wide and nearly a kilometer high, towering into the clouds, as if it was built by gods and beyond human reach.

You should know that the only remaining entity of the "Seven Wonders of the World" is the Great Pyramid of Khufu in Giza, which stands on both sides of the Nile River near Cairo. It is only 137 meters high and the four sides at the base are only 230 meters long.

This giant pyramid is about five times larger than the Pyramid of Khufu, and it actually emerged from the ground out of thin air.

Shenkong, standing on the top of the tower, sensed the shape of the giant pyramid, frowned and felt that this was not a good idea, and added many details to it with an idea.

You should know that stone carving art is also a representative work of Aztec civilization, so this civilization is also called "stone civilization".

As Shenkong carved carefully in his mind, the giant pyramid was gradually changing. A temple was suddenly carved out on the top of the pyramid, and its natural and detailed level seemed like the work of gods.

The stone table and stone chairs and the altar rose from the ground in an instant, without any trace of carving, as if they were made by nature.

A strange and terrifying statue suddenly appeared in the temple. The head of the statue was composed of two snake heads facing each other with their mouths wide open. The snake bodies were wrapped around the skirt, and four pairs of sharp claws grew on the limbs. A human skull with clenched teeth hung on the chest, and on the skull was a necklace made of human hearts and severed hands and feet.

Horrible, evil and extremely bloody.

Just by looking at the statue, you can seem to smell the blood coming towards you.

The entire body of the giant pyramid also began to deform. Four trapezoidal steps appeared on the four sides of the tower, gradually shrinking from the bottom to the top, until in the end only one person could pass through.

In other places where there are no stairs, there are complicated patterns, all of which are carvings of bloody sacrifices, among which there are countless large-scale sacrificial scenes.

Then a huge sun stone appeared on the top of the temple, as if echoing the sun in the sky.

Chapter 273 Eagle Warrior

Carlos was in a daze, feeling unbearable pain all over his body, and his consciousness was gradually falling into darkness.

Yesterday evening, he was so angry that he ran to the Guzman family's manor mansion without thinking.

But he was so determined that he didn't even step into the door. He was shot down by a gun not far from the door.

Ah... it would be nice to just die quickly, what a fucking world!

Just when Carlos was despairing and giving up on himself, it seemed that God didn't want him to have his wish fulfilled, making it a luxury for him to even die quickly.

The bodyguard who shot him in the leg walked up to him with no expression on his face, and suddenly hit him hard on the head with the butt of the gun.

Bang bang bang!

The dull sound of skulls hitting each other echoed in the vicinity. After only a few hits, Carlos fell into a coma due to the severe blow to the head. He had no idea what happened afterwards.

When he woke up again, he had lost his limbs. The severe pain prompted the unconscious Carlos to wake up.

However, no matter how he screamed, the bodyguard who was handling him seemed to have no emotion at all and his face remained calm.

Just like dealing with a helpless animal, the bodyguard picked up the axe and easily chopped off his limbs, then smashed the broken parts into pieces and left.

Blood, flesh and soil soaked the ground, dyeing the yellow soil blood red.

Carlos endured the severe pain, hoping to see the possibility of being rescued, but when he looked around, there was only endless desert yellow earth.

Moreover, the blood loss in a short period of time had made him a little dizzy, and in just a moment, Carlos fainted again in regret and pain.

If he didn't get medical treatment after his limbs were chopped off, he would surely die from excessive blood loss.

This is what Carlos thought before he fell into a coma. He thought he was dead.

But the consciousness that had fallen into darkness and was in a daze was suddenly pulled towards a bright light.

The light was so dazzling, just like the eternal sun in the sky.

"Am I dead?"

Carlos woke up in a giant temple and looked around the temple naked.

The temple was huge, as if it was the residence of gods. There were statues of many gods enshrined around it. Carlos only knew one of the more famous gods.

That is the snake god worshipped in the main seat, Quetzalcoatl, known as the "Feathered Serpent".

The main reason is that Quetzalcoatl's features are too obvious, making it hard not to recognize him. After all, when he sees a snake covered in feathers and having wings, he can only think of Quetzalcoatl.

"Quetzalcoatl?"

"Yes, He is the snake god that we Aztecs worship the most, and He is also the supreme god."

Suddenly, an old voice came from behind Carlos. Carlos was startled, and before he could look back, the old man had already walked in front of him.

The old man was wearing ancient priest clothing, with a shawl on his upper body and a wide belt around his lower body. A feather cloak dragged from his shoulders to the ground.

When the old man turned around, Carlos could see more clearly that the old man was wearing large earrings and a luxurious headdress made of various feathers on his head.

A special pendant is hung in the middle of the nostrils, and they also wear necklaces, bracelets and beautiful pendants made of gold, jade and other materials.

The exposed skin is painted with patterns in various colors such as red, yellow, blue and black, making it look mysterious and have an ancient and wild beauty.

The old man didn't say anything to Carlos, but stretched out his hand and continued to introduce the idols of gods being worshipped.

"This is Tonatiuh, the God of the Blazing Sun, the ruler of the last era of the Five Sun Cycles - the Four Dimensions of Change."

"This is the god of war, Villopochteli, the patron saint of Tenochtitlan."

"This is Tlaloc, the rain god. He is in charge of the rain. He is an ancient god that dates back to the days of Teotihuacan."

The old man didn't care whether Carlos was listening or not, but continued to chatter on and on about all the gods being worshipped.

Carlos did not show any impatience, but listened to the old man's explanation and learned about these ancient gods carefully.

Maybe he is dead, Carlos is at peace now.

After all, this giant temple and the tall gods could never appear in reality, and his severed limbs had regenerated back, so he must be dead now, and he might be just a soul now.

After a long time, the old man took Carlos around the giant temple and introduced all the gods.

After the introduction, the old man returned to the place where he started, looked at Carlos straight in the eyes and said, "And I am the last high priest of the Pyramid of the Sun, Atemus!"

Although he didn't know what the last high priest of the Pyramid of the Sun represented, Carlos was still in awe.

"Excuse me...where is this place? Is this the Temple of Death?"

After a moment, seeing that High Priest Atemus said nothing more, Carlos couldn't help but ask the question in his heart.

"This... is what the Sun Pyramid used to look like." Atemus' voice was a little lonely. "After the Serpent God was defeated and sealed by the New God, I was also sealed into the Dusk Boundless along with this Sun Pyramid."

"After the Aztec gods were defeated by the new gods who came later, they were sealed and exiled to the twilight expanse. As people like us who serve the gods, we naturally cannot escape."

"What is Dusk Boundless?" Even after hearing such a secret, Carlos couldn't help but ask.

"At dusk, there is no end... a dead, yellow, boundless space. That is where the gods were banished and sealed. No matter what gods they were, they left the world one after another because of a piece of paper."

"Because I was also in that space, I can still understand part of the reasons."

"A treaty?"

"That is not something you can know." Artemus suddenly said in a deep voice, "That is the past that the gods are unwilling to mention, and it is also a bondage that the gods are well aware of."

"sorry, I……"

"Okay." Artemus suddenly interrupted Carlos and asked, "Do you want to be resurrected? Do you want to gain powerful strength?"

"Resurrection and power?"

Hearing this, Carlos' breathing suddenly became heavier. These two words completely hit the deepest desire in his heart.

"Can I?"

Carlos didn't ask if this was true, or anything else, but whether he was really qualified? He... obviously had no outstanding qualities.

"I can feel the grief in your heart, and the bloody rage you suppress in your heart. That is enough."

"The gods need people's sacrifices to escape from the seal, and the most important ritual of the Aztecs is the human sacrifice."

"Become an Aztec eagle warrior and a servant of the sun god."

"Offer the blood and hearts of the prisoners of war to the gods we worship!"

Chapter 274 Servant of the Sun God

"Hahaha, drink! Drink!"

"Someone, pour some wine for Lord Gavilia!"

In a mansion, there was a sound of a lively banquet, and it seemed that the noise could be heard through the walls of the mansion even on the street outside.

Occasionally, civilians passed by on the road, but they would lower their heads and walk away quickly, or would rather take a detour than appear in front of the gate of this manor.

This manor house is the residence of a local drug lord, and it seems that there are distinguished guests visiting today, so there are several times more bodyguards at the door than usual.

If you are unlucky enough to be stopped, you can only pray that the other person is in a good mood and does not want to kill anyone. Otherwise, if you are unlucky enough to be killed, you will not even know who to turn to for redress.

"Hey, is it the Sinaloa gang again?"

"Shh, be careful with your words. Is the Sinaloa Cartel something we can discuss? If anyone hears, death would be the least of our worries."

"I don't know what they are doing here. Are they going to ask us to grow coca leaves?"

"Who knows, maybe they'll be kind enough to reduce our taxes."

Some civilians who lived close to the manor either hid in their homes or stood far away, looking at the mansion located in the central area and discussing it from afar.

The luxury cars and numerous armed pickup trucks outside the manor seemed to show that the guests here were by no means small-time figures, but rather big men with both power and money.

Iturria knew this best. Even though he was the owner of the manor and the head of Guzman's collateral family, he dared not be disrespectful to the big shot in front of him.

Because the other party was from the Sinaloa Cartel and was a negotiator sent by the orthodox Guzman. Although he was a branch of Guzman and had the word "Guzman" in his name, his status and position was definitely not as good as the other party's.

In the final analysis, his current status and position are all due to his relationship with the orthodox Guzman, so he can get all this.

Therefore, facing the distinguished guest sent by the orthodox Guzman, he did not dare to act domineeringly at all.

"Lord Gavilia, may I ask what brings you here today?" Iturria personally picked up the bottle and poured a glass of wine for the other party.

"Haha, don't be so polite. We are all subordinates working for Lord Joaquin. We are all on the same level. You don't need to be like this."

"No, no, no, your Excellency is joking. I am just a marginal figure and cannot compare to Master Gaviria."

Hearing this, Gavilia just smiled and didn't say anything more.

The two of them toasted each other, as harmoniously as if they were old friends, but their identities did not match their current appearance.

After all, according to general prejudice, drug lords should have fierce faces and ferocious looks, not as amiable as they are now.