From God of Lies to Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 31: The Grand Festival

On the "pyramid," the executioner was naturally Ivan, who was carrying out the sentence on the sacrificial captive.

The man before him with his chest carved open was the second-in-command of the "Gray Wolf Gang," a man called the "Wolverine."

However, at this moment, the "Wolverine" had completely lost any sense of his position as second-in-command or his pride, after all, he was already on the sacrificial altar now!

Wolverine had no doubt that the man before him possessed the determination to kill him.

But when he saw the other man approach with a knife, Wolverine still seemed somewhat confused, "I never provoked you people, why me?"

"Because, the entire organ trafficking system of the Gray Wolf Gang was built by you!" Ivan said, "Since I'm sending the entire Gray Wolf Gang to their end, you might as well join them!"

Hearing these words, Wolverine suddenly lifted his head, staring fixedly at Ivan, "So the destruction of our gang was your doing!"

He threw his head back, quite readily accepting it, "When I built that channel, I already imagined my own ending. Being able to ascend your sacrificial altar, I have nothing to say!"

He had truly prepared for death. Dying here, these Native Americans would surely be punished by the federation. He was white, and he understood this kind of thing very clearly!

"I hope you remain this tough when facing my god Cocijo!" Ivan said, gazing at him, the dagger in his hand unhesitatingly plunging into the other's chest, eliciting a wave of gasps!Especially in the viewing stands, those elders, priests, chiefs, and various Native American celebrities who had been invited were all stunned.

"Is this a performance? So realistic!"

"This kind of sacrificial ceremony hasn't appeared for many years, right?"

"The young people these days have such big guts! They can perform this kind of stunt?"

Of course, they didn't think this was actual murder. Who would dare to really kill someone so publicly these days? Especially this level of brutal killing?

It was just another tribe creating a sensational stunt performance for attention.

However, with Ivan's next move, they could no longer remain calm:

Priests from four tribes grabbed the man with the carved-open chest, pressing him against the sacrificial altar, making his chest protrude as much as possible against the raised portion of the altar behind him.

Then, Ivan, acting as the executioner, completely opened the other's chest, pulling out a still-beating red heart from within!

The priest beside him lifted a plate, the heart on it still seeming to pulsate, and handed it directly to Carl at the very top, positioned before the deity statue at the summit.

Carl was originally an elder, but now, he was performing the duties of the high priest!

He very solemnly accepted the heart, using extremely skilled techniques to extract the heart's blood, applying it bit by bit onto the deity statue before him.

All the gods of the entire Komulkan Puss tribe were their objects of worship!

The Divine King Komulkan Puss, the Wisdom God Skaer, the God of Anger Rao, and the famous Maya Nine Gods.

The Sky God, Rain God, Cloud God, Suicide God, Death God, Sacrifice God, North Star God, Divine Queen, and the most famous Wind God Kukulkan!

The blood from this heart was completely exhausted through his application.

It was only then that the watching crowd began to sense something was wrong.

"Wait, why hasn't that performing man gotten up yet?" someone said belatedly.

"He seems completely motionless!"

"This... could it be... hiss..." someone suddenly thought of something!

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted loudly, "This isn't a performance, this is a real sacrifice! A live sacrifice! A genuine Maya tribe sacrificial ceremony, the one they killed was a living person!"

Hearing these words, everyone instantly erupted in uproar, "A living person? How dare they?"

Some people immediately wanted to leave, because if this was truly a live human blood sacrifice, the federation would intervene immediately.

Those people would never allow these Native Americans to publicly execute a white person!

Although everyone killed plenty of people behind the scenes, when things were brought into the open, everyone had to save face, how could they do something so publicly?

Now, their urgent departure was to avoid getting involved in trouble, very much having a "don't let the blood splash on me" meaning.

However, neither the tribe's leader Carl, nor Bai Yang standing in the air above the tribe, would let them leave!

So many people, such a perfect scene, with so many phones, cameras, and various people's attention - if they couldn't secure these people, that would be a real loss!

Therefore, Carl directly waved his hand, and grand sacrificial dances and music unfolded from the altar!

These sounds and dances made those who had wanted to leave gradually stop in their tracks, but this wasn't everything.

What truly made them stop was the suddenly ceasing music, and Ivan walking into the fire.

This man, when the sacrificial ceremony began, took the obsidian dagger he had used to cut open "Wolverine," tied it to a wooden stick in his hand, transforming it into an obsidian spear.

Then, surrounded by the crowd, he slowly walked toward the center of the holy ceremony, that enormous bonfire.

Human curiosity ultimately influences their behavior, so when the music stopped, they involuntarily looked over.

This one glance felt like eternity.

They could clearly see that on the enormous steel-structured bonfire, countless logs were burning fiercely, like a volcano.

And at the foot of this volcano, the "executioner" climbed upward, embraced by flames, holding the spear with one hand and pulling on the frame with the other!

At this moment, all the spectators didn't even make noise, only terrible silence transmitted through the environment.

This was too unbelievable, too inhuman. To make this fire burn sufficiently large, Carl had people pour gasoline on it and place coal beneath it!

This was several hundred-degree high-temperature flame - a person standing in place would be burned to ashes in minutes!

But Ivan seemed completely unaffected by these flames, climbing the iron steps under several hundred degrees of high temperature, gradually advancing toward the summit!

The earlier blood sacrifice might have just been an expression of cruelty and custom, but the man climbing now was truly something not permitted in the human world!

Those who had said they were leaving also stopped, watching this scene that resembled a large-scale magic show.

Because of this scene, many people wondered if the previous scene might also have been special effects performance.

Most rational people would think this was just the Apache tribe's attempt to gain attention, probably something created by some magic master - anyway, either illusion or stunt.

But there were always some people who would think of certain legends - this was the biggest difference between the indigenous people and those outsiders - their childhoods could hear ancient songs, mysterious legends, and special stories.

In the special stories of their childhood, there were gods, priests, animal spirits, and of course, Celestial Warriors!

Those were the warriors of the gods. In their stories, these warriors fought cruel beasts, battled special divine descendants, and could accomplish some incredible great deeds during wars.

Of course, now that they had grown up, they would think these were just legends, decayed things, useless things.

After all, if Celestial Warriors truly existed, if gods truly existed, how could they be kept here like dogs?

But now, this man's performance seemed to make them waver again!

That wildness in their bloodline, that wildness that seemed to burst forth from the very roots of their race, seemed to be reviving just a little.

As Ivan climbed to the highest peak, raising the obsidian spear and roaring, the entire priestly ceremony truly reached its climax!

War drums were beaten, horns were blown, dance and music erupted intensely at this moment, making the entire scene incomparably grand!

On the altar, Carl, wearing high priest garments, pierced his own arm with the obsidian dagger in his hand.

Around him, all the priests of the entire tribe did the same.

Blood flowed from their hands, streaming down before the statue of the sacrifice god Cocijo!

Although they sacrificed to all gods, as the brave Apache tribe, they truly worshiped the god of sacrifice the most, and because of this, their sacrificial rites were the most intense!

Besides them, there was of course Ivan standing atop the bonfire.

He looked at the sky, at the earth, at everything around him, raised the spear, pierced his own heart, and began chanting:

"Cocijo!

I swear by the cracks of the thirteen heavens:

Every drop of flowing Ch'ulel holy blood,

Shall congeal into the lava at your spear's tip,

Burning the enemy chieftain's marrow like roasting maize!

Cocijo!

When the eagle carries away the last pulsating trophy,

We shall surely use one hundred thousand enemy finger bones,

To build your altar at the foot of the holy mountain!"

"Your Grace, there's no divine miracle, but this sacrifice has already exchanged for a full ten thousand units of Wish Force!" High in the sky, Alvin said happily.

Bai Yang nodded slightly, "These people really know what to do! Well, what he wants, I grant! What he's willing to accept, I bestow!"

"If he obeys, I shall give him divine blessing!"

"If he doesn't believe, he shall still witness divine power!"

Bai Yang raised his hand, and on his arm, an eagle fully half a person's size spread its wings and soared!