"I'm going to become a god?"

Fang Yan muttered and looked around, but no one dared to look at him.

"Little girl, according to the established plan, set up a return route, in other words, can I still return in the country?" Fang Yan said, shook his head, and threw out the idea of "becoming a god" in his mind.

"Unable to return within the country, the nearest top-secret safe house location has been searched, about 762 kilometers away from here, and the route navigation has been reserved!" Xiao obediently said, and a yellow exclamation mark appeared in the upper right corner of the light screen in front of him.

"Set a reminder time, this time in two days," Fang Yan said, considering it carefully, before adding, "Show the things that threaten me on this plane, and any unexpected situations that may arise, in the form of a file." ”

"The reminder time has been set, and threats and surprises have been arranged!"

Listening, Fang Yan carefully looked at the things on the light screen, the first line was poison, and the next was other accidents, he nodded, and turned his head to look at the Maya underground.

"Itsumna, this is the sacrifice of your people for you!"

A voice came from the side, and at the same time, the real-time voice translation of the little boy also reached the ears of Fang Yan, he was stunned, and turned his head to look at this sacrifice.

The blood kept falling from his fingers, and a heart that still had residual residual temperature and nerve reflexes was held above his head by his hands and placed in front of Fang Yan, he lowered his head, as if he did not dare to shoot directly at the "god" of Fang Yan.

"I ...... This group of people is too heavy-minded! ”

Fang Yan frowned, looking at the heart in front of him that seemed to be beating faintly, he exhaled deeply, and through the mask, he could feel a bloody breath.

"Little girl, can you simulate the pronunciation?" Fang Yan asked softly, and outside, the priest also quietly raised his head and looked at the "Lord of the Gods" who suddenly appeared.

The dialects of the Mayan civilization were also full of curiosity, and in the Middle Ages, and still in the Stone Age, they had great achievements in astronomy, numerals, agriculture and writing.

Not to mention anything else, just the apocalyptic prophecy in 2012 made the word "Maya" dominate the hot search list of Qiandu, TT, Weibo and other websites at that time, and after that, there are various legends of "crystal skulls" and "modern murals", which cast a veil of mystery over the extinct civilization of Maya.

After a short period of deliberation and an assessment of the threat, he decided to spend two days exploring these unknown "mysteries of Maya".

And in the rest of the time, he had to go to the nearest safe house location, and then make all preparations for the return trip, perhaps "back to the city", which seemed more appropriate for him.

"Yes!"

A pure and unpretentious voice came, making Fang Yan nod, after getting rid of the habit of liking popular science, the current little boy is indeed a little easier to use.

"Translate what I want to say in real time, if I want to translate the timbre template, I want to use the kind of tone that speaks in an atmospheric manner and has a heavy sense of history, similar to those Jade Emperors, Sanqing, Zeus, God or something in the movie." Fang Yan said, tilted his head, looked at the sacrifice in front of him, and smiled.

The identity of the gods, in the Mayan civilization that is still uncivilized in thought, can provide him with a lot of convenience, as if he will not be hindered wherever he goes, and most of the questions can be answered, and it is very important to solve some doubts.

In contrast, minor issues, such as the struggle between the theocracy and the kingship, have nothing to worry about for the dialect, who has only been around for two days.

"I am the King of the Gods, Itsumna!"

The power armor's own small loudspeaker translated this sentence in time, and the deep sound began to spread from the high platform, spreading to the silence......

"It-Sumner!"

A wider voice rang out, and the Mayans at the base of the pyramid shouted and bowed down again to show their reverence for the gods.

Fang Yan looked at it, nodded, looked at the sacrifice in front of him, who was still holding his heart high and trembling a little, and frowned again, "My devout believer, this god doesn't need your sacrifice, take it down......"

"Please forgive us our sins!"

The priest slammed his head against the stone slab, his whole body began to tremble, and his tone began to shrink, as if he was very afraid of the "Itsumna" in front of him.

"God's heart is full of forbearance, and He will not abandon His followers because of your foolishness......"

Fang Yan spoke, spreading his arms and facing the direction of the sun, and the sun seemed to echo it, and the golden light reflected on the power armor, making him look so brilliant and majestic at this moment.

"Praise you, Itsumner!"

The priest bowed his head and shouted, and finally handed the heart to the man next to him, and there were bursts of chanting around him, and the dialect listened, looking around from the top of the highest pyramid.

The city in the jungle is full of wonders everywhere, with fantastic buildings, the pyramids of Bakuul, and magnificent religious buildings on the other side......

"Where is my most devout believer, your king?"

Fang Yan turned to the priest whose hands were still covered with blood and asked, looking at the naked man lying on the stone platform in the distance, and shook his head slightly.

This is the cruelty of the unity of human and theocracy, where rulers use the gods to maintain and enforce their own control, and this man is just one of countless victims......

Although he sighed, he didn't want to change these things, after all, it had nothing to do with him, you didn't see, superstition was broken and broken for so many years and still existed, and in this era of ignorance, how could it be something that could be solved in a few words.

"You are the king of my believers?"

Fang Yan shouted loudly, I don't know why, looking at this somewhat blessed king, I have an uncomfortable feeling, especially when I see the pair of eyes that keep rolling around.

"Yes! I am their king! And your most devout believers! May the god Itsumner perform your miracles and bless us! ”

His eyes were still rolling, and the king bowed slightly, showing his greatest respect.

"My believers, miracles, cannot be easily displayed, but neither can I refuse the prayers of my most devout disciples, so I sow the miracles of destruction!"

Fang Yan drank, squinted his eyes, looked at the dishonest king in front of him, and knew the doubts and tricks in his heart, after all, when he came down, there was no holy light, no miracles, and no five-cent special effects.

"Praise be to you, the greatest Itsumner!"

The king sang, his eyes fixed on the impostor "god" of dialects.

"Believers here, get out of the way!" Fang Yan shouted, turned to point to the Mayan crowd in one direction, quietly unleashed a special grenade, and said softly, "The following sentence is not translated." ”

The crowd dispersed in a rush of chaos and screams, Fang Yan watched, facing the morning light of the first day, pressed it lightly and threw it into the distance, slowly turned around, and chanted easily,

"Maya, I'm coming"

There was a burst of voice that the Mayans did not understand, but in the eyes of the king and the priests, it seemed to be chanting a spell.

"Boom!"

The city was lit up by the light of the fire, a small black cloud rose into the air, and the flames engulfed everything in a radius of 15 around it, and the buildings collapsed and destroyed under the impact of shrapnel and impact......

Looking at the sluggish king and sacrifice in front of him, Fang Yan smiled and said softly,

"My most devout believer, do you still want to watch the miracle of the destruction of the world?"