Figuratively, Shulotel is usually depicted as a dog with jagged ears and a deformed body, often wearing his conch image or spiral wind gem and Quetzalcoatl earrings.

Under the influence of Quetzalcoatl, Shulotel did not ask for a living sacrifice, but it was not explicitly forbidden.

As a result, the priests of Shulotel only performed live sacrifices during the Great Celebration, and the sacrifices were absolutely voluntary and could only be made by old men or young men.

Because of the relationship between the two gods, the priests of the two families are also very good, and Falt and Quedos have been friends for decades, so the joke is casual.

"If Garner knew, he would have drunk all your treasured wine. Alright, Falter, that's all for the joke, now let's get down to business. Quettos replied with a joke, then said seriously.

Falt, of course, was not a man of insignificance, and immediately sank his face.

"Did the god Shulotel respond?" Quettos asked.

"No, God seems to have left his kingdom. I heard that the same is true of the god of rain and the god of the moon. Falt shook his head.

"It seems that all the gods have left the kingdom of God, and our gods have arrived first." Quaidos was thoughtful.

"Could it be that Quetzalcoatl leaves first, and the other gods are chasing him?" Sitara came up with his conjecture.

"Quite possibly." Falt touched his ear.

"Regardless of whether the gods are all mortal or not, there can only be one ruler in this solar age." Quettos said, looking at Falter.

"Of course, and it will only be Quetzalcoatl." Falt replied bitterly.

Shulotel has always been the twin god of Quetzalcoatl, his guide and guardian of the sun, which has not changed for four solar ages, and will not change in the fifth solar age.

What's more, now that the Quetzalcoatl God came to the mortal world first, even if Shulotel wanted to betray, it would never be his turn in the end, so Falt didn't have any extra thoughts.

"Sitara, I need you to do something." Quettos said as he looked at his apprentice.

"Please, teacher." Sitara said.

"I want you to go to the territory of the White Clay Clan, to meet that god, and find out his identity and intentions." Quettos said with a serious face.

"Okay, I'll go." Sitara replied without hesitation.

"You can't go out of town like this, or you'll die on the way. Falt, excuse me. Quaidos stopped Sitara as he was leaving.

"You guys just like to be polite." Falt laughed and cursed, and then took out a green gem from his bosom, and on it there was a relief of a conch.

"This is, Thor's Stone!" Sitara's eyes widened as she looked at this supreme treasure that had been passed down from generation to generation in the Shulotel Temple.

"I've asked the priests to calculate, there should be a heavy rain later, be patient." Falter said.

The three of them waited in the Great Library until a rumbling thunder pierced the solid rock walls of the temple and shook their ears.

"The time has come." Falt shouted, and the majestic voice suppressed the muffled thunder for a while.

He recited the ancient prayers, and the Thor's Stone glowed with a blinding light.

"Put your hands on it." Falt drank.

Sitara quickly pressed his hand up, and after a tingling pain, he disappeared into the light.

Falt observed the afterglow of the Thor Stone, judged the distance, and said, "The landing point should not be far from the White Clay Clan, and the rest is up to him." ”

Quedos sighed and said to himself, "I don't know what kind of fate this unknown existence will bring us. ”

Falt couldn't answer him, and the two were silent, and in the vast library, only the light of the Thor Stone was still flickering.

Under the low hills, all the tribes waited for the rising sun tomorrow at different distances according to the good or bad relationship.

In fact, most of the tribes arrived on the sixth day, and those who were close even arrived on the fifth day.

But the god said to go to him on the seventh day, and they had to wait until the sunrise on the seventh day before they dared to go up to the mountain.

The chief of the Gravel Tribe looked at the White Mud Tribe in front of him with an unkind face, they were closest to the foot of the mountain.

No one dared to rob them, even the big tribes that were several times stronger than them.

These guys were supposed to be attacked by themselves, and I don't know what shit luck they had, but they actually became the relatives of that god, which is really unpleasant.

But his thoughts lasted for a moment, and he quickly calmed down, and soon saw the gods, and he couldn't hold disrespectful thoughts in his heart.

However, his own tribe is not bad, Hexiu was chosen by the gods to be a guide, which can be regarded as a little relationship, plus the strength of the gravel tribe, so the position is ranked third.

Behind the Gravel Tribe is the Lingyu Tribe, and Xiaofeng was hand-picked by the gods to rank behind Hexiu, which is equivalent to ranking behind the Gravel Tribe.

The strength of their tribe is not strong, otherwise the tribe would not have been captured by the Golden Leopard tribe and sold to the Aztecs.

But this is just right, the strength is strong but there is a threat, now I can make friends and help them keep the third position, so that the second of their tribe will be stable, and then slowly find a way to replace the white mud tribe as the favor of the gods.

Thinking of this, Chief Gravel turned back and smiled at Chief Feather.

Chief Lingyu was stunned for a moment, but immediately understood what he meant, and returned a reserved and enthusiastic smile.

The chiefs of the other tribes had been paying attention to the top three positions, and they couldn't help but feel angry when they saw this scene.

The chief of the Golden Leopard tribe sneered and said disdainfully: "Some people are really shameless, the clansmen have been captured, and they dare to sit in front of them. ”

Chief Lingyu's face darkened, and he immediately smiled again and said, "Why beat around the bush? Golden Leopard Chieftain. If you're not satisfied, then you can step over our corpses and take our place. ”

As his words fell, the rest of the Feather Tribe's feathers clenched their weapons, and their faces looked like they were at home.

The Golden Leopard Chief snorted, but didn't dare to really do it, pretending not to hear.

If the Lingyu tribe took the initiative to let it out, it would be good to say, but it really didn't have the courage to rob him.

Judging from the words and deeds relayed by the clansmen, it was clear that this god did not like them to kill each other in the former kingdom of Ramakat.

The whispers of the other tribes, they all listened to their ears, and it was nothing more than whether this god was true or not.

The four of them sneered in unison, then glanced at each other, and their hostility towards each other was a little less.

"Three chiefs, shall we have a few words?" The Golden Leopard Chief rolled his eyes and took the initiative to invite.

It was nothing to talk about, and the four of them quickly sat down together, and the people of their tribe formed a human wall, separating the people of the other tribes from the outside.

"Chief Lingyu, we've fought before, I'll admit it. How about I pay you gold, silver, and food according to the number of people you die in battle, and give you two obsidian knives, and the feud between our two tribes will be over. Chief Golden Leopard said bluntly.

Chief Lingyu was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Add another plate of jade." ”

The Golden Leopard Chief nodded, "Yes." ”

The chiefs here are all human spirits, and when they hear this, they know what the Golden Leopard Chief wants to do.

The White Clay Chief sat firmly on the Diaoyu Tai and did not panic, but the Gravel Chief did not want to let the Golden Leopard Chief steal the limelight.

He said heartily: "Our four tribes are the first to see the gods seize the opportunity, and we should unite as one, form an alliance, and seize the advantage, what do you think?" ”

The Golden Leopard Chief was robbed of his lines, and he was not very happy, but he still said: "Yes, no matter how the position between us changes, we can't let other tribes snatch it." ”

The three chiefs looked at Chief White Clay in unison.

Chief Baini pondered for a while, and said slowly, "Everything depends on God's will. ”

"This old thing!" The three chiefs all scolded in their hearts, but there was no way, so if they didn't object, they would take him as a tacit.

If they were players, they would know that in the real world this is called the Great Power Unanimity Principle.

In the real world, the term "great powers" appeared very early in European countries, and at first it mainly referred to the strength of the offensive and defensive confrontation in military affairs.

Prior to the Congress of Vienna in 1815, British Foreign Secretary Viscount Castle was the first official use of the term "Great Powers" in a document.

The background to this use is to use the first-class power balance mechanism to prevent the recurrence of Napoleonic hegemony on the European continent from provoking wars.

In a letter to the nations of February 13, 1814, he said: "It is my satisfaction to inform you that the peace conference will conclude with a general agreement of the 'great powers' of Europe." This agreement will focus the efforts of all countries against any 'first-class power' that seeks to break the peace on the European continent. ”

Britain, Austria, Prussia, Russia, and France were among the five "first-class powers" who established the so-called "European Coordination" system, which later became known as the "Great Powers Consultation".

After China became a semi-colonial and semi-feudal society, the European powers reached a series of new agreements and alliances on their interests in China, and formed a new system of consultation.

No matter how fierce the contradictions between the imperialist powers are, even if they have already beaten out each other's dog brains on their own soil.

But as long as it comes to the unreasonable status in China, they will help protect each other's interests in China, or at least neutral.

This principle of unanimity of the great powers was not temporarily broken until after the First World War, not because the conscience of the great powers was discovered, but because France was crippled, Germany was castrated, and Austria-Hungary was directly defeated.

And waiting for the great powers to recover, soon began a new round of great power unanimity, until the outbreak of World War II.

The White Clay Chief is very similar to Britain before World War I, of course, his strength is far inferior to the other three tribes, but the identity of the god makes the White Clay tribe firmly in the position of the boss.

The Gravel and Golden Leopard tribes were France and Germany, and the Feather tribe was Austria-Hungary.

The other tribes were not stupid, and when they saw their formation, they also felt threatened, and they began to connect one after another.

The sky slowly darkened amid the constant exchange of interests and promises of alliances, until the golden glow of the morning sun pierced the darkness and the remnants of Ramaquat woke up from the conspiracy.