Francis opened his eyes to a dizzying pale gold, and he didn't know if it was a glare of fire in the darkness or a sign of excessive blood loss. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In any case, the hunter is dead, and he is still alive.

Kazan, the father of the priest Azholm and the glorious temple warrior, stands in the rain looking at Sue's corpse.

He knew the warrior, knew that he was a true hunter and a guardian of glory, and at this moment a hopeless frustration took control of Kazan.

It's all about escaping from the control of the gods, and the people here can't stand it anymore, and they're willing to give everything for the sake of the ethereal legends, just for a slightly better god.

Kazan is one of the crazy people.

He turned to look at the warriors who came with him in the flickering light of the fire.

The rain still hadn't stopped, and there were seven powerful temple warriors here enough to force a city-state to pay tribute, but all of them bowed their heads under Kazan's gaze.

"This is my prey, and I will dedicate it to the patron saint of my family. ”

With no objection, a samurai apprentice picked up Sue's body from the ground and put it on his shoulder.

"The guests are safe, we'd better get back to the city-state soon. ”

Kazan nodded, it was the only purpose for everyone to come here.

The Templars and their apprentices moved quickly, Francis's wound was wrapped in a green paste, and the pain was less pronounced.

Kazan returned with the procession, and the priests could not wait, and they set up a feast in the temple to welcome the return of Quetzalcoatl.

At the same time, the high priest was looking to the east from the temple.

A fire was lit in the temple, and the light of the fire flickered, illuminating the curtain of rain, and the shadows danced with the firelight.

"Kazan has turned back. ”

The High Priest heard Azholm's voice, and he was a little surprised, but he didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

"I'm going to greet you. ”

The High Priest hesitated a little, and Azholm stood patiently waiting, he knew what decision the old man in front of him would make in the end.

"Go ahead. ”

Azholm was the most gifted of the priests, and he would be the choice of the heir of Quetzalcoatl to act as interpreter when the heir arrived, so it was best to greet the messenger with a grand ceremony, so that Azholm could have come forward.

The High Priestess's thoughts were clear to Azholm, and he nodded quietly, turned and walked out of the room.

Turning two corners and walking out of the city along the stone-paved road, two warriors quietly came up behind him at the edge of the rainforest and walked into the heavy rain.

They were dressed in leather armor, with fine scales exposed, with a little grass green iron blue dull, and the long knives in their hands had a unique arc, extremely sharp.

Named after a group hunter only seen by the Aztecs deep in the rainforest, this is the Aztec warrior known for its signature speed and agility in the Mayan city-states.

"We had the advantage until the heavy rain stopped. ”

Azholm was a linguistic genius, and he was the only one in the city-state who could speak Aztec.

"Then we'll end the hunt before dawn. ”

......

The sky was white.

The heavy rain gradually subsided, the thunder ceased and the gloomy clouds in the sky began to dissipate.

It was a sunny day.

Magellan stepped onto the deck, looked at the eagle men gathered in twos and threes, and smiled at Wen: "So we survived." ”

"Not only that," Wen said with an excited and tired smile on his face, "we proved that airships can fly in the rainforest, and even if there is still a thunderstorm like that tomorrow night, we can keep going." ”

"Actually, as long as it's within the confines of the rainforest, it's going to be thunderstorms like that every night. ”

Wen was silent.

What Magellan said is not entirely true.

It's true that the weather at night in the rainforest is always the same, but thunderstorms like last night's don't happen very often.

He just suddenly wanted to make a joke, or see a more interesting look on the eagle man's face.

There is no doubt that Magellan succeeded.

"Sometimes you want to stay on the ground for days, and that's when you have to put in extra effort. Wen looked at the first rays of sunlight that pierced the clouds and sighed, "Fortunately, the eagle people are used to it." ”

"If the airship falls, you can fly away, but I'll fall to my death. ”

Magellan had waited too long for this opportunity, the Hawkmen's desire for the Eagle's Nest had turned them into a stubborn collective that couldn't listen to any dissenting opinions, and now, the Thunderstorm had finally broken down their collective defenses.

"No, without the supplies on the airship, we're going to fall to our deaths. ”

"So you'd better think about what you're going to do if the airship does fall, and it's never a bad thing to prepare in advance. ”

Wen was silent for a moment, Magellan knew he had chosen the right time, if only before, the Hawkman had unthinkingly denied this possibility.

"We will never look back, this is a trip that must be done. ”

"It's the same for me," Magellan smiled and glanced at the western horizon, "then we can help each other." ”

"Hawkman will do everything we can, no matter what you will do. ”

Magellan nodded and said nothing more.

He knew that the eagle people knew nothing about everything on earth, and that they only had the sky in their eyes.

......

It's dawn.

Kazan looked at the corpse in front of him and felt that he should be furious, but in reality, he didn't.

All thanks to two Aztec dinosaur warriors who touched the rainforest in the darkest hours before dawn, created a pool of corpses and blood, and nearly killed the son of Azhom, Kazan, who came to greet him.

The majestic Templar coldly arranged for the apprentices to clean up the bodies, and although he was completely unfurious, all the native warriors here except him were trembling as Kazan might be trying to suppress the rage.

This ironic contrast made Kazan lose interest in everything, and he clearly felt that he needed the guidance of the family god so much.

"Let's go back. ”

At the exit of the rainforest, Kazan nodded coldly to the grand procession that had come to greet him, then left the outsider and his son, and walked home with Sue's corpse.

He didn't care about the chaos behind him, at least for now, the Templar Warrior only wanted to perform a sacrifice.

By the fire pit in the middle of the cabin, two excellent apprentices laid down Sue's body, and they had washed the body of this powerful hunter and dug up the obsidian arrowheads that remained inside.

Kazan knelt by the fire, facing a stone on which a monstrous god was outlined with sunken lines.

"I offer you a glorious sacrifice, a mighty hunter and warrior......"