Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

The night was deep, just before the dawn. Two revered Divine Descendants of the Golden Bay Tribes stood face to face before the murals of warriors and giant snakes, silent for a long time. The firelight reflected their changing expressions, like the coils of a snake in the shadows, swirling with complex and dark emotions.

"Miyava, the intelligence from the Alliance is indeed credible; it comes from the Lake Capital City. I am not deceiving you. As long as you assassinate the envoy of the God of Death, the kingdom's eastern expedition army will collapse! Even if they capture Golden Bay City, they will not be able to stay for long. The Divine Descendants of the tribes can leave by sea. And when we return, the land of the Totonac will still belong to the Totonac people!"

"Qiqini, I've said I have no opportunity to assassinate the envoy! Moreover, even if I sacrifice myself and succeed by luck, all that would be left for the tribes is destruction!"

The Serpent Priestess Miyava lowered her eyes and shook her head resolutely. Her face bore a fearless determination, though her thoughts were in turmoil. Holding the status of a Divine Descendant Priestess, she had broad retreat paths and better choices, unwilling to act like a Death Warrior and fetch chestnuts from the fire for others.

"The brutal Great Chief Black Wolf will break Golden Bay City and slaughter tens of thousands of the Golden Bay Tribes! Even if the Divine Descendants can leave and return once the kingdom's army retreats...without the Divine Descendants of the tribes, what does it mean? My brother, do you intend to sacrifice the entire tribe to save the so-called Totonac people?"

"...May the Ancestors and All Gods forgive me! Alas!"

The Great Sun Chief Qiqini sighed heavily after a long silence.

"In the end, the tribe's power is too weak. Even if a venomous snake can kill the Divine Eagle, it cannot escape the eagle's dying retaliation. Such a result would merely make us fodder for the hidden beasts in the dark..."

Upon hearing these words, the Serpent Priestess Miyava was moved inwardly and asked contemplatively.

"Brother, where exactly did you obtain the Alliance's intelligence from?"

"Hm...the source of the intelligence is an ordinary noble from the Lake Capital City, acquainted with the tribe's envoy, with no special background or origin. The news was obtained quite accidentally, leaked inadvertently by the man when he was drunk. Additionally, there are two rumors circulating in the Lake Capital City, which, through coincidence, also reached the envoy's ears. After the envoy got the intelligence, he was able to leave the Alliance's territory smoothly, bringing all the information back..."

The Great Sun Chief Qiqini spoke plainly, without any concealment.

"According to the Alliance's intelligence, assassinating the envoy of the God of Death is the East and West Totonac tribes' only and last chance!"

"Hehe! The serpent's hunt may seem like a rapid coincidence, but it is undoubtedly long planned..."

The Serpent Priestess Miyava laughed playfully, having listened to the origins of the information. A glimmer passed through her eyes, and she firmly judged.

"There must be a hidden venomous snake within the Alliance, eyeing the envoy of the God of Death!..."

"Yes, I know. Although that snake is concealed and acts without leaving traces, it cannot escape the perception of its kind. However, this matter does not concern us."

The Great Sun Chief Qiqini nodded slightly, his face calm. He closed his eyes, then opened them, and the anger and discontent from before vanished like smoke.

"The army presses upon us, and people's hearts are in turmoil. The Divine Punishment shakes the city walls, and Golden Bay City is on the brink of danger! At this point, there is nothing that can be done... The Ancestors have passed down the tribes of Golden Bay for four or five hundred years, and it cannot end in our hands! Since the envoy of the God of Death cannot be assassinated, to protect the tribe, a sacrifice must be made..."

As he said this, Qiqini narrowed his eyes, once again revealing ferocity. The Serpent Priestess Miyava licked her lips, her voice becoming seductive and dangerous once more.

"Brother, our time is very tight, only three days!"

"Three days' time...is enough!..."

The Great Chief Qiqini extended his hand, not to touch the relief warrior within reach, but to caress the snake's tongue of the giant serpent, as if absorbing its fresh danger and murderous intent. Moments later, he imprinted the murderous intent into his eyes and softly commanded.

"Miyava, tomorrow morning, gather many priests for a grand prayer ceremony, praying for the Divine Power of the Sun and the Feathered Serpent to resist the Mexica War God's Divine Punishment!"

"Hmm? Holding a prayer ceremony at this time?...You mean to, in the name of the ceremony, separate the chieftains and trusted aides from the East and gather them in the Temple for prayer...then secretly hide the Temple Warriors and wait for the opportune moment to act?"

The Serpent Priestess Miyava's eyes flickered, and she had quickly understood the entire procedure. The Great Chief Qiqini nodded in appreciation, smiling faintly as he continued.

"The first day of the ceremony will be held normally. I will send out an envoy to secretly notify the chieftains of each tribe: during the leader's prayer on the second day, secretly discuss the plan to retreat from Golden Bay City. The boats in the hands of each tribe are very limited, able to let only a thousand or so people escape. To keep the warriors in the city unaware, ask them to bring only their most trusted escorts, and meet in secret deep within the Temple... concerning life and death, they should all come!"

Hearing this, the Serpent Priestess Miyava raised her eyebrows and smiled. She pondered briefly and added a guaranteed step to the plan.

"Then I'll have the priestesses prepare special Blood Wine...after the discussion, you will certainly drink Blood Wine together to swear to the Divine! Once the discussion is over, the chieftains' vigilance will relax. The rich taste of the Blood Wine itself masks the narcotic hidden within, which is difficult to detect...even those with a keen sense of smell, like you, will assume it's just the heavy scent of blood!"

"Very well! I will personally drink the Blood Wine to ease their guard. At the perimeter of the secret chamber of the Temple, I will also hide a batch of Personal Guard Warriors as a final assurance."

As he spoke, Great Chief Qiqini raised an eyebrow and gave his sister a deep look. Today's Miyava seemed to be behaving a bit too stubbornly... When the Tribe is in a dire situation, his authority as the Great Chief is clearly shaken.

Thinking this, Great Chief Qiqini's gaze became deep, he extended his palm, looking at the Serpent Priestess in front of him.

"Miyava, you need to unlock the anesthetic for me as soon as possible. If all goes well, I will dispatch a secret envoy, coordinating the kingdom's legion to enter the city the night after next... At that time, I will appear before the God of Death's Temple as the Great Chief of Golden Bay and pledge my allegiance!"

"...Yes, as you command, Great Chief of Golden Bay!"

Upon hearing this, Serpent Priestess Miyava pursed her lips and bowed her head to Great Chief Qiqini according to the tribe's custom. Great Chief Qiqini grasped the hair of the Serpent Priestess before his face broke into a smile. He patted his sister's shoulder and spoke gently.

"Miyava, as long as the Tribe can be maintained... you and I will become the highest leaders in all the tribes of Golden Bay!"

Hearing this, the eyes of Serpent Priestess Miyava twinkled, and her lips curled slightly. She suggested with alluring eyes as she glanced at her brother and smiled.

"When the Mexica's army enters the city, there's always a need to clear out the stubborn old god followers who refuse to convert... among the tribes, those Elders who hold power and Warriors often oppose your opinions... Brother, we can only spare twenty thousand tribes, but they must belong to us!"

"Hmm? Are you saying, use the Mexica's hand to clear the tribe..."

Upon hearing this, Great Chief Qiqini was silent for a moment, then subtly nodded.

Seeing this, Serpent Priestess Miyava's eyes were filled with laughter, her demeanor even more seductive. As long as the stubborn Elders within the tribe are cleared, splitting the tribe in two, the resistance to assuming the role of Female Chief will disappear. Of course, she can't tell this to her brother right now.

"Praise the Ancestors and All Gods, may They protect us!"

"Hmm, praise the Ancestors!... May the Chief Divine protect us!"

Great Chief Qiqini emphasized in response, words slightly different.

"...Haha!... Brother, in front of the Mother of Serpents, Miyawakotel, you've already started praying to the Chief Divine? Truly an outstanding Totonac Warrior..."

Hearing Qiqini's prayer, Serpent Priestess Miyava was slightly taken aback before pointing at the giant serpent mural in front and laughed, swaying with excitement. Then, she walked barefoot to the center of the side hall and slowly removed her Black Robe. There she stood, boldly naked, and danced the Snake Dance that was unfinished that night.

In the cold, dark side hall, under the gaze of the spirit murals, with her brother's indifferent gaze, the graceful Serpent Priestess danced flexibly like a snake. She licked her red lips, flicking like a snake's tongue, and turned around to look back, as if her head was a snake's moving. Her enticingly undulating waist and abdomen waved like a snake's body, and her rising and lightweight bare feet, like a snake's tail, were captivating.

"The great serpent Miyawakotel swims in the darkness. Only a true Warrior like the Sun can have her submit, and produce the King of the Totonac people..."

Serpent Priestess Miyava danced the Snake Dance, chanting emotionally, her voice hoarse and alluring. During the interlude of the dance, she turned back, lowly panting while smiling flirtatiously, looking at her silent and unfeeling brother.

"Hmm huh!... My dear brother, tell me, are you truly a Warrior like the Sun?"

Upon hearing this, Great Chief Qiqini squinted, his gaze showing a flash of danger.

"Isn't the Divine Descendant of the Sun a Warrior? Didn't the serpent that once enticed him know?"

"Hmm, yeah!... The former serpent thought so too! That's why she offered herself, to let the Warrior taste fully…"

Serpent Priestess Miyava smiled nodding, licking her lips, showing relish.

"But now, the serpent doesn't think so! She's seen a true Warrior, stronger than the actual sun, invincibly strong!..."

"..."

Great Chief Qiqini remained silent, turned around, and left with large strides. Only the solitary dancing Serpent Priestess remained in the dark hall, dangerous like a snake, yet seductive like a snake. Until the dance ended, she leaned like a snake on the ground, grasping the Jade Talisman around her neck and lowly laughed in prayer.

"Praise the Chief Divine! May the temple grant me divine favor..."