The mastermind behind this started by creating a strange story

"Ah! My eyes, there's dust in them!"

"My eyes hurt so much, can someone help me blow them?"

The girls who were closest to Carlos had their eyes squinted more severely due to the dust, and their tears could not stop flowing, but no one wailed out loud, and they all looked at Carlos who was leaving with tears in their eyes.

Carlos, who was leaving, naturally didn't know this. In the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared into the sun.

"hu~hu~"

The hot wind and dust blew on Carlos' face, but Carlos did not feel any discomfort. Instead, he felt somewhat comfortable.

Looking at the sun still high in the sky, Carlos asked Griffin to speed up.

In just a few minutes, the griffin crossed half of the town and the desert and arrived at the top of the Sun Pyramid. The statues in the temple were still as evil and bloody as before.

Carlos landed on the top of the tower, first bowed to the god of nature, and then recited the old Aztec prayer.

After completing the previous preparations, Carlos completed the worship easily.

Perfect and elegant.

At the same time, in a distant town, the leading girl led a group of people who wanted to follow the servant of God towards the vague pyramid in the distance.

It is a miracle that stands above the earth, but not many people know about it for the time being.

On the land covered with yellow sand, strong winds prevented people from following God.

The sand that was blowing in felt like it was mixed with blades, scratching my face and causing severe pain.

Under the scorching sun, the strong wind did not stop, but became more abnormally violent, as if trying to stop this group of followers.

Afterwards, some of this huge group of followers began to lose strength and were staggering under the scorching sun and strong wind.

The wind did not bring coolness, but hot air and diffuse dust.

Sweat dripped onto the ground and wet the dry soil, but the sweat was completely evaporated within a few seconds, leaving no trace.

His hair stuck to his eyes and his vision was all sandy yellow blur, without a hint of other colours except for the pyramid that seemed to glow in the sun.

"Puff~"

From somewhere, there was a sound of something falling to the ground, as if a tired person who could not bear the heavy burden could finally not stand up, and the physical fatigue finally crushed his tenacious spirit.

His companion wanted to help him up, but he was so tired that he didn't have the strength to do so.

Looking at the motionless fallen man, his companions struggled in their hearts. Should they just leave him here? But in such a scorching sun and strong wind, leaving him here would mean death.

"I'll take him to town."

Suddenly, Carlos' voice was heard in the strong wind, along with the sound of flapping wings.

He rode his griffin and kept observing those who wanted to follow God. The scorching sun and strong wind were the first test. If they couldn't even endure this, it meant that they were not suitable to follow God.

"It's the voice of the Lord Servant of God!"

"The Lord Servant of God is watching us!"

Soon, exclamations were heard from the crowd. They recognized Carlos' voice, and according to what Carlos had just said, even if they collapsed here due to exhaustion, Carlos would send them back.

This is a test with a fallback.

But the crowd did not give up, but continued to stare at the golden target flashing in the distance.

That is where the gods are, where they follow.

The endless yellow sand could not stop their burning hearts of faith.

Chapter 280 Ned Meier

Desert, at the base of the Pyramid of the Sun.

The towering Pyramid of the Sun is so tall that it stretches as far as the eye can see. The people who came to follow Carlos only saw this miracle when they got closer.

It was only vaguely visible from a distance, but when you get really close, no one can remain calm, especially the intricate paintings carved on the tower, which seem to bring people back to the sacrificial scenes of that time, with blood and violence overwhelming.

"Oh God! Oh God!"

All the followers prostrated themselves before him, showing their only loyalty.

Above the clouds, Carlos descended from the sky with wings on his back. The human sacrifice had long been over, and he had been waiting for the arrival of these followers.

The high priest Atemus once said that in order to restore the glory of the Aztecs and to bring the gods back to the world as soon as possible, Carlos could recruit believers from the outside world.

Not only that, if a believer reaches the top of the pyramid, he can also gain divine power and become a believer of the sun god!

"call!"

Carlos flapped his wings and landed. The people kneeling on the ground were prepared. They closed their eyes the moment they felt the wind pressure.

After a while, everyone felt that the wind pressure had disappeared, and then they opened their eyes, brushed off the dust on their faces and bodies, and knelt down devoutly to Carlos and the pyramid behind him.

"I have seen your sincerity. Now, you also have a chance, a chance to become a servant of God and gain divine power!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the kneeling crowd became excited, but no one spoke. They all stared at Carlos and listened attentively to his next words.

Carlos never liked beating around the bush and basically spoke his mind directly. Moreover, the number of civilians who followed him here was actually much greater than he expected.

In his original plan, at most a dozen people would come here, but he didn't expect that there would be more than fifty people here!

Of course, most of these people had sallow complexions and were skinny. They were obviously the poor among the common people. They should have been unable to survive, but they heard about his story, so they came here to follow him.

"This is the Pyramid of the Sun God!" After scanning the kneeling crowd, Carlos turned sideways to reveal the pyramid behind him, and pointed at the stairs that stretched out on it and said, "And this is the staircase of trial to become a servant of God!"

"Walk up step by step. After you pass these stone steps from bottom to top, you will shed your mortal bodies, gain new life, and become servants of God!"

These words were spoken with such force that they were like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of everyone present. If Carlos had not been standing there, someone would have climbed up first.

Carlos didn't say anything more. He had already said that this staircase was a ladder of trial and it was not so easy to climb up.

But he didn't want to dampen the group's fiery confidence, so he could only move to the side and make way for the wide stairs.

The moment Carlos left, everyone who was kneeling on the ground got up as fast as they could and rushed towards the stairs.

Because the side of the pyramid is about a kilometer long and the bottom steps are several hundred meters wide, no one pushed or shoved, no matter how anxious they were.

"Big sister, run quickly, why are you still so slow!"

As everyone rushed to the bottom of the pyramid eagerly, some younger girls did not run because of one of the girls.

Because the girl was walking slowly and without showing any sign of urgency.

Carlos also took a curious look and found that the slow-moving girl was the leader of the girls who had first expressed her desire to follow him.

"We are not in a hurry." Nedmeier tied up his messy long hair with a piece of cloth, and then explained to the sisters: "Our physical strength is not as good as those adults, not to mention that we are women."

"If we want to climb this tower, we have to save our energy as much as possible, otherwise we won't have the energy to reach the bottom."

Carlos did not comment on this. Although it was not wrong to think so, the trial stairs were not ordinary stone steps. You could not climb them successfully just because you had the physical strength.

But Carlos still looked up to the girl. Facing such temptation, she could still think clearly, which was something that ordinary people could not do.

Seeing that everyone had already embarked on the road of trial, Carlos no longer stayed here, but flapped his wings and flew to the top of the tower, waiting for the arrival of the successful ones.

When the people on the stairs heard the sound of flapping wings and looked at Carlos's godly appearance, the heat in their eyes surged again, and endless strength seemed to emerge in their bodies, urging them to speed up.

If you just walk a kilometer, it may not be a big deal, but if you walk up a kilometer of stairs, it will probably make you tired to death.

Especially since there is still the sun in the sky, even if it is not the hottest noon, the scorching sunlight cannot be underestimated.

The sweat just dripped onto the ground and was evaporated by the hot stone steps in a few seconds.

"Big sis! How about we...we take a break?"

The girls who had stepped onto the stone steps after the crowd had cleared had now surpassed half of the group, and those who lagged behind were either staying where they were or resting.

Those who fell behind were the first ones to step onto the stone steps.

The idea of ​​making a strong effort at the beginning, then declining, and finally being exhausted is vividly demonstrated by them.

"No! Resting may be good, but once you rest it's often hard to stand up again."

The sweat on Nedmeier's forehead wet her hair, but it could not cover her eyes.

"If you want to rest, then rest, I won't stop.

After saying this, without waiting for anyone else to answer her, Nedmeier licked her dry lips with her sticky tongue, gritted her teeth and continued to climb to the top of the tower.

"Miss..."

The girls who originally wanted to take a break, after hearing what their eldest sister said, decided not to stop and instead continued to grit their teeth and persevere.

As Niedermeier continued to climb, more and more people passed her, but she was not affected at all.

Even if someone was exhausted and grabbed her ankles, she would just pull them away with all her strength without stopping.

Sweat blurred her eyes, and her companions gradually fell behind. In a trance, Niedermeier seemed to hear a voice whispering in her ear.

"Stop... Stop... There's no point in torturing yourself like this..."

Her body seemed to be weighed down by a heavy weight, as if it was about to crush her.

But seeing that there were still people climbing ahead, Neidmayer encouraged himself in his heart, thinking that others had not given up, so how could he give up?

Take a break once you catch up with the opponent!

Taking a deep breath to suppress the burning pain in his lungs, Nedmeier thought about his life, which had nothing worthy of praise.

The method to change your life is right under your feet, it seems too early to give up!

Take a few more steps, take a few more steps, take a few more steps and then rest!

The figure in front was getting closer and closer until he was level with him, and then, in the other's unwilling gaze, Nedmeier surpassed him.

Having already become number one, it seems a pity to stop now.

"puff!"

Although he was thinking this in his mind, his body seemed unable to bear it and he collapsed on the stairs due to exhaustion.

"Stop... Stop..."

The auditory hallucinations seemed to reappear, but Nedmeier ignored them. The road to changing her life was right before her feet, so how could she stop?

The sunlight gradually changed the direction of the pyramid's shadow, and time passed slowly.

"Snapped!"

A thin hand suddenly grabbed the edge of the tower top. Carlos raised his eyebrows when he saw this scene. He didn't expect that this little guy was really going to succeed.

Although there was such speculation, it was still a little unbelievable. After all, this was the first person other than him to reach the summit.

"you made it!"

There was no blessing, Carlos just stepped forward and stated a fact.

"is it?"

Nedmeier flipped over to the top of the tower, breathing heavily, eyes wide open, raised his palms and looked at the evening sunlight leaking through his fingers.

The afterglow of the evening sky fell on her bright eyes, making them even brighter.

Chapter 281 Another Excellent Sacrifice

Town, Guzman mansion estate.

Since Carlos left, those who wanted to follow him have already left, and those who stay now are those who want to live a good life.

The death of the drug lord family is equivalent to the removal of the cancer of their town. In this way, they should be able to live a stable life... right?

No one dares to assert this, because in Cactus Country, a region dominated by American and Mexican gangs, a stable life is a luxury.

Unless you are rich or powerful.

No, it is difficult to live a stable life even if you have power. Here, the Mexican-American gangs don’t care whether you are the mayor or the mayor. As long as you disobey them, they will kill your entire family.

If we say we will kill someone today, we will never wait until tomorrow to kill him.

Cactus Country, a country controlled by drug lords and gangs.

Although the news of the demise of the local drug lord family was very short, it still spread quickly throughout the town. After all, this was no trivial matter, and there were many witnesses.

Moreover, no matter whether it was the onlookers or the survivors of the manor, they dared not stay here any longer, even if all the dangers were gone.

But the power of the tiger remains even after its death, not to mention this drug lord family that has controlled the town for many years.