Otherwise, you can find another savior.

However, that's just Orange's personality, and he didn't want to force her to make any changes. Just as he was about to remind everyone to continue moving towards Chichen Itza, a bone-chilling cold swept over them.

"Interesting, truly interesting. Although I sensed something was amiss, I never expected this power could actually bring the dead back to life. It makes me even more eager to obtain it. Ha! Haha! Hahahaha—!!!"

A deep, slightly hoarse voice rang out above everyone's heads.

Scáthach pulled Olga Marie behind her, and the group quickly formed a formation.

"Up there!" Scáthach looked up at the sky from the clearing in the woods; the enemy who had made the sound was there.

Something was hidden directly beneath the sun, and the shadows became less noticeable.

Then, a dark shadow carrying the aura of death swooped down and landed directly in front of everyone. The ground trembled as a result of the landing, and birds in the depths of the forest cried out in alarm.

“Kamasozzi.” Shiomi recognized the other person.

His extremely exaggerated Mayan-style attire, his dark body adorned with ancient tattoo patterns, and his arrogant smile as he surveyed the crowd.

Or rather, watching Shiomi, who was being guarded at the very back.

"Welcome, monkeys! Fools who dare to challenge the underworld! Receive! Pay homage! In the dull Miktland, the sacrificial blood of a new god will reside!"

Morgan raised his hand, ready to unleash magic at any moment: "Power is stirring, just like it was back in Tratrauki..."

“Things that have been divided yearn to return to the whole. I originally intended to take them away, but I never expected to be devoured.” Kamazot’s smile vanished, replaced by a cold expression. “However, I’ve changed my mind now. Rather than taking them here, I’d rather wait until you’ve retrieved the remaining portion before I take them all.”

“The last guy to say that disappeared in the First Underworld.” Scáthach pointed three guns at Camarzotz.

"That witch was just brought in to make up the numbers. You were just a little too quick, Chaldea."

Faced with Kamazot's ambiguous statements, Shiomi had no time to verify Morgan's opinion and pressed him directly:

"Judging from your appearance, you don't seem to be in cahoots with Tescatlipoca. Why are you my enemy? Why did you take away my power?"

“A living god is extraordinary in itself, let alone the last god. I will take all your power, drink your blood dry, and take your place on the throne of the last god in the history of humankind.” Kamazot looked down at Shiomi with arrogance.

Shiomi frowned deeply: "Another guy who wants to become a god. Does he really think the throne of god is something so easy to sit on?"

"Whether you're qualified or not, we'll find out soon enough." Kamazotz took flight. "I'm just here to say hello, you empty shell of a god from Chaldea. The one who stole your last power is on the next line of the underworld. If you want it back, hurry up. If you're going to drag this out, then I won't be polite."

The implication is that if Shiomi intends to deliberately delay reclaiming her last power, Kamazot will also intervene.

“I can sense the direction even without you telling me,” tide Jian said. “We’ll soon find out whether it’s an empty shell or not.”

“Interesting. You’re much more interesting than the stingy Tescatlipoca,” Kamazocz said. “Let’s wait and see. Hahahaha!”

After saying this, the man laughed loudly and disappeared in a ball of black light, leaving only the aura of death he brought with him that lingered for a long time.

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Chichen Itza, the City of Dinos (1)

Chichen Itza, located in the central region of the third level of Miktland, is a city founded by the dinosaur-human Dinos.

Compared to Uruk in the Seventh Singularity, it is much smaller in scale and is a city with a strong Central and South American style.

There are approximately 2400 Dinos living in this city.

Originally, the Dinos were scattered throughout Miktland, but as Oselotte intensified its killing of dinosaurs and humans, the Dinos also gathered in this city for survival and safety.

That said, the Dinos of Miktland are also gradually becoming extinct.

Because of the Oserots' hunting and killing behavior, which prioritizes females, the Dinos population is unable to produce offspring.

Even if Chaldea hadn't come to this Lostbelt, Dinos's destruction would have been inevitable.

“Even in such a critical situation, Dinos of Chichen Itza is living a fairly peaceful life…” Kirshtalia observed the situation on the street and shared her thoughts.

“Dinos’s mental structure is fundamentally different from ours,” Kadoc said, then muttered, “Speaking of which, why do we have to come to the streets too? It’s their business if they want to go shopping, why should we…”

"After all, there's a lot to take, and even I, a doctor, was kicked out," Romani said.

The three people chatting were all carrying bags full of things they had picked up on the streets of Chichen Itza.

This city has no concept of currency, and the resources it possesses far exceed Dinos's needs, so they are displayed on stalls for passersby to take at will.

However, considering Oselot's appearance, they used magic to disguise their appearance on Tepeu's advice.

In Dinos's eyes, they were the new Dinos who had come from afar to Chichen Itza.

At this moment, Ophelia, Mashu, Ritsuka, and Sakura walked in front, while the men of Group A followed behind, carrying things with Romani.

This is precisely why Kadoc complained.

"Then why is Peperoncino allowed up there?" Cadok said.

“After all, he’s better at getting into conversations with women than we are,” Kirshtalia said calmly. “Kardok, if you’re feeling tired, I suggest you use magic to strengthen your limbs.”

“It’s already being done…” Kadoc complained.

However, his skills in this area are not as good as Kirshtalia's, so even when he uses magic to enhance his abilities, he still feels tired.

In contrast, Kirshtalia seemed more relaxed.

This is the power of the Clock Tower's Rising Star.

Meanwhile, Romani, who was equally relaxed despite not having a magic circuit, demonstrated his outstanding physical abilities.

"Give me those red melons; they're good for hydration and taste quite nice. Do you have any, besides the minty aroma from the bat? Ah, that would be wonderful! I'd like two."

Just then, a familiar voice was asking Dinos, who was tending the stall, for something.

"This guy really only takes rare things. I've never seen anything like this before," Dinos, who was minding the stall, exclaimed in surprise. "It looks like something Dinos used to stock up on. What's it for?"

"It's meant to replace spacesuits, although it still needs some improvements."

Upon hearing this conversation, Kirshtalia and the others slowed down and looked towards the corner stall.

The one asking Dinos for something was none other than Debit.

Like them, they also used the disguise magic of Dinosterization.

In other words, it will not work on beings other than Dinos, who will be able to see the caster's original form.

"Oh my, isn't this Debit?"

Peperoncino, who was chatting and laughing with the girls, also noticed this side. He stopped and greeted Debit in surprise.

“It’s you guys. You’ve already broken through the First Underworld and come here?” Debit said. “Tescatlipoca had a defeat and took Iscalli and Traloc back to Mexico City. I guessed you guys should be here soon.”

As he spoke, a barely perceptible smile appeared on his face.

That was the reaction to seeing everyone who was both a companion and a friend safe and sound.

“The Command Seal is missing a stroke.” Kirshtalia did not show any alarm because of this.

Those who were not originally members of Group A were simply watching Debit.

“Something happened,” Debit explained simply, then added, “I didn’t see the man.”

“Dad is currently on his own because of something else,” Sakura answered truthfully. “Why are you here?”

“It’s just preparation for the trip, don’t worry about it.” Debit said calmly. “The things in Chichen Itza are of very good quality. The streets in Mexico are bustling, but they’ve been built for less than a year. The only trustworthy things are the old brands.”

Kirshtalia understood: "It seems they intend to get ahead of us, delve deeper into Miktland, and head to the ninth level."

“Although you have failed, accepted the conditions, and returned to their side,” Debit said, “I have not. I will reduce Chaldea to nothingness.”

“It’s Chaldea, isn’t it?” Romani said. “We’ve also realized who’s behind all this. Is there no room for cooperation?”

Debit paused for a moment: "Personally, cooperation is indeed possible. But you've all met my contractor, Tescatlipoca, who's troublesome."

"Troublesome?" Sakura pressed.

"Taking away his power was a test arranged by Tescatlipoca," Debit said. "After all, Shiomi-sensei was born for this planet, a human that Kirshtalia longed for, a human that could not have existed in the first place. It was an evolutionary path that humanity abandoned in ancient times."

“It’s quite a romantic story for the gods of the old era to test the gods of the new era,” Kirshtalia said knowingly. “We have no intention of fighting you on Dinos’s territory. Even capturing you here would be a meaningful outcome.”

“Heh…” Debit laughed, a rare occurrence. “Then you can continue your sightseeing. The next time we meet will probably be on the battlefield. Don’t hold back, just like when you used to play chess.”

Kirshtalia smiled confidently: "To be honest, I see an even higher chance of winning this time than when I was the captain of the Hidden Ones."

"How about we make a bet and see who wins?"

Peperoncino asked Debit with a gentle smile.

"We'll only know the answer at the very end... I'll take my leave now, everyone."

After saying that, Debit took the items he had chosen and left the street in another direction.

Chapter 40 Dinosaur King

Meanwhile, in the forest outside Chichen Itza, only a few kilometers away.

After encountering Kamazot, the group continued their journey, stopping frequently to investigate the environment of Miktland and deal with Oselot, who was active in the rainforest. Finally, at dusk, they caught sight of the outline of Chichen Itza.

"How are you? Would you like to rest for a while?"

Like a child being led around the street, Shiomi held Olga Marie's and Orange's hands, one on each side.

After all, carrying a child weighing 20 or 30 kilograms through a rainforest with complex terrain and no proper roads is an arduous task.

This was true for Morgan and the others, and even more so for Olga Marie and Orange.

So the final compromise was to let him walk on his own two feet, provided there was no danger.

After all, it's not like they can't even walk anymore.

With the aid of magic, his speed was no slower than theirs.

“I’m fine. I can hold out until I meet up with Storm Border.” Olga Marie shook her head.

My legs, which had been enhanced by magic, were slightly sore, but overall still within a tolerable range.

“But let’s sit down and rest for a bit, and rehydrate,” Morgan said. “Maintaining the magic that keeps the magic insulated from heat and humidity is much harder for human magicians.”

"I'd like to have a smoke here," Orange said, touching the cigarette pack in her pocket. "But I'm afraid I might accidentally set the forest on fire, so I'll pass."

Shio randomly picked a piece of fallen tree trunk, gathered some vines from nearby, and planned to lay it on top of it.

"Go ahead and light one if you want. We can put it out if it catches fire anyway," he said with a smile, trying to persuade Orange.

"Hmm..." Orange pulled out the few cigarette packs she had left. "By the way, Mictlan is also in South America. I wonder if they have tobacco or anything like that here."

"If I had any, they'd be cigars—"

As Scáthach was about to sit down, she heard a gunshot coming from the forest in the direction of Chichen Itza.

It was clear that Ocelote had appeared nearby, so the group had no choice but to temporarily abandon their plan to rest and head to the location where the gunshots had been heard to confirm the situation.

The shooting location wasn't far, but by the time Shiomi and the others saw Oselotte, Oselotte's squad was falling one by one.

The leopard-faced thugs were all shot in the chest and fell to the ground one by one, their lives taken.

As these Oserot fell, Shiomi saw a boy surrounded by enemies.

Slightly taller than his current size, he was holding a familiar-looking pistol.

"If your finger is on the trigger, you should aim for a precise shot. Is this the level of skill you deserve to be called a Leopard Warrior?" The boy looked at the corpse on the ground with dissatisfaction. "To think you could accomplish something as significant as eliminating Dinos with this level of skill is simply delusional. You're completely uneducated. What on earth were the Hidden Ones doing... huh?"

The boy, preoccupied with berating Oselot, noticed Shiomi and the others.

"Who are you? An enemy of these Oselotes?"

When Shio-mi asked a question, the boy did not answer, but instead raised his hand and fired a shot.

The bullet was stopped midway by Artoria's invisible sword.

"You impudent scoundrel, what are your intentions in making such a rash move?" she questioned, slightly annoyed.

"Why aren't you wearing a mask? And why are you dressed like this? Hiding your appearance should be your rule, right?" the boy said. "Don't wander around like this, or you'll run into Dinos—"

The boy's tone revealed impatience, yet also a sense of having to give instructions.

But halfway through his sentence, he realized there was a misunderstanding.

“No, this divine aura…” The boy realized the identities of Shiomi and her group, “So many divine beings, if they are not the Hidden Ones, then they must be the legendary Chaldea?”

Morgan put one hand on his hip and scrutinized the boy with her fairy eyes: "You know we exist, yet your tone suggests you're not with the Hidden Ones... Who are you?"

“Hmph…” The boy chuckled to himself, “I am the Dinosaur King who rules Dinos under Chichen Itza. Of course, this is just the identity that is imposed upon me. As for my real name, you can call me Tescatlipoca.”

“Tescatlipoca?” Scáthach gripped the red spear.

Shio raised her hand, signaling everyone to calm down: "In Aztec mythology, Tescatlipoca is not the name of a single god; it is said to have four divine aspects: black, blue, white, and red. If the one appearing before us is the black main god, then what about you?"

“Very perceptive. Although you are a young god, you are very clever, much better than some birdman.” The Dinosaur King laughed. “Now that you have met ‘that one,’ things will be easier. I am the Blue Tescatlipoca.”

"Then why are you, Blue Tescatlipoca, or rather, Dinosaur King, here alone? It can't be that you're here incognito as the King of Chichen Itza, taking care of these Oselots along the way?" Shio asked.