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Chapter 1518 1515. As the saying goes, we are not afraid of opponents with gods, but we are afraid of...
The mission to the New World has been issued, and the NPC camp has also taken action. The forces from the Old World have gathered together to march towards the legendary place. This kind of summary statement alone would definitely be the beginning of a major event in other stories, just like Roger shouting out the Great Pirate Era.

However, for Terancia, at least as far as the material world is concerned, this action represents not a beginning but the beginning of an end.

The chaotic era that has lasted for a thousand years after the Golden Age is about to end. No one knows whether the era that follows will be good or bad, but no one wants to miss this final battle to witness the end of the era.

In fact, at the same time as the "guests" were rushing to the New World, King Osiris, who was far away in the Quetzalcoatl Fortress, also received the same warning.

This time, the Aztec Quetzalcoatl did not play vague oracle games. She told her followers what was about to happen in a very straightforward way and asked the Aztecs to prepare for it.

This oracle was delivered to the king and his ministers through the priests of Quetzalcoatl, causing the four major tribes of the kingdom to become restless.

"Is the rumor true, Your Majesty? The forest leading to the sacred heart of the world is about to open?"

The elders of the Fiery Clan asked loudly in the meeting hall of the fortress, half shocked and half worried, but King Osiris, who was thinking about the meaning of the oracle at the moment, did not bluff on this matter.

He answered with a kingly dignity and in a very serious tone:
"Yes! Quetzalcoatl's will clearly stated this. The honorable successor of the God of Craftsman will soon set foot on our land. He will start the final legacy of the God of Craftsman under the protection of the glorious Iron Daughter. The thousand-year watch of the Aztecs is about to end. Quetzalcoatl promised that this will be the end of the old era and the beginning of a new era!
My friends, the Aztecs fulfilled our mission, which has enabled us to receive grace in the new era.

However, what I am thinking about now is not the affairs of the gods. The mission of the Aztecs lies on our shoulders. We will not cowardly escape or have any inappropriate thoughts. I believe that the Creator will reward our loyalty and piety.

However, Quetzalcoatl has more plans in store.”

The Sky King paused, and when everyone in the meeting room focused their attention on him, the young and strong king stood up and said:

"The servants of the Creator, those kingdoms and forces from the Old World have also sent fleets to our land. Although their purpose is the same as ours, which is to drive out the evil creatures entrenched in the Holy Spirit Plain, we cannot deny that these guys come from the same place as the 'white devils' that once brought us endless troubles.

Also, I don't think they will just go back to their hometown after everything is over.
My elders and my courtiers, although the Aztecs are willing to help our distant relatives of Ganote to take back their land, the fact is that after decades of rampage by the White Devil, only one in ten Ganote clans have survived. Even if we help them take back the Holy Spirit Plain and the vast land in the north, the Ganote people cannot control such a large territory with their current strength.
If Chaos takes advantage of this situation again, things will be troublesome."

King Osiris did not continue speaking, but the people in front of him were the wisest group of people in the Aztec Kingdom. The king's doubts were immediately understood by his courtiers and the elders of the four major tribes. These wise men exchanged glances with each other and discussed in a low voice.

After a moment, Ms. Tadena, the high priestess of Quetzalcoatl and the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Fortitude, stood up and said:

"Your Majesty, are you worried that the forces of the Old World will take advantage of this opportunity to take over the Holy Spirit Plain and repeat the old story of the United States of the White Devil?"

"Yes, everyone, I don't hide my concern."

The Sky King said in a deep voice:
"I have been exchanging letters with my daughter, Qiuqiute. From the seven volumes of her travel notes on the Old World, you and I have gained a preliminary understanding of the civilization and power of the Old World. Facts have proved that the people of the Old World have long forgotten the teachings of the Creator. Except for the Songhai Empire and the Jackal Artificial Guards, they do not believe in the same faith as us.

And the issue of faith is only the least important one among the problems existing in the Old World.

The White Devils were the worst of them, but their history of constant conflict over the past hundred years proved that the moral standards of the guys in the Old World were indeed worrying. They were not sending explorers this time, but were really at the gates of the city. Once the two sides clashed over territorial issues after the war, the Garnot people might face the disaster of extinction.

I think as the protectors of the Ganault people, the Earth Clan cannot accept this result."

"Yes! We cannot accept the White Devil appearing again, Your Majesty."

The elder of the Earth Clan immediately stood up and said something in a loud voice, but then he changed the subject and said to the others:
"But your majesty is right. The casualties among the Ganault clan are too great. Without our country's intervention, they simply cannot defend their land. If we force the Ganault clan to take back that land, it will only bring disaster to them.

This joint operation of the Order camp means that the shipping routes between the two continents will be completely opened up. We Aztecs cannot isolate ourselves in our land and not communicate with the outside world.

Those guys are here to help again this time. After the God of Craftsmanship took back his gift, we have no reason to refuse the assistance of the Order camp. After all, we are also part of the People of Order.

Therefore, from the most pessimistic point of view, it is inevitable that immigrants from the Old World will have power on our land, and it is meaningless for us to resist the arrival of this future. "

The elder spoke slowly. He looked around and said:
“Although the Earth Clan is the protector of the Ganault people, our most important identity is still a member of the Aztecs, so I must think from the perspective of the kingdom’s interests.

We Aztecs have a sacred mission to protect the forests of the Heart of the World, which means we cannot leave our ancestral lands.

We love peace and never seize land that does not belong to us, so the Aztecs have no interest in expanding northward. Now the Quetzalcoatl Fortress where we are is the limit of the kingdom's northward expansion.

Therefore, I propose that after those New World people come over, we, as the protectors of the Ganaut people, negotiate with them in this regard.

The Holy Spirit Plain has been poisoned for too long. This land is in desperate need of healing and recovery. This cannot be done by the power of the Ganottes alone, but the people of the Old World believe in the God of Nature. They have the ability to heal the polluted lands. Therefore, we can allow the countries of the New World to establish their autonomous regions here to help our land recover faster.

But their territory cannot extend beyond Eagle Canyon!

The less polluted and fertile land from Eagle Canyon to Quetzalcoatl Fortress will be left to the remaining Ganault people as a place to recuperate. There must be a buffer between powerful countries to avoid conflicts. I believe this plan is enough to satisfy everyone."

After the Earth Clan elder finished speaking, the entire meeting hall fell into a strange silence.

Actually, although this elder used words like "help" and "support" in his words, his proposal was basically equivalent to "selling out" the Ganault people.

But there was no one objecting, which meant that the Aztecs were actually quite resistant to this protracted war.

The main reason is that the Ganotte people themselves are not very competitive.

Before the White Devils established the new federal United States and disintegrated the clan alliance of the Ganaut people, the Aztecs, as the suzerain state, reminded them several times to be careful of the White Devils' divide and rule scheme, but the Ganaut people did not listen.

After they fell out with the White Devils, the Aztec Earth Clan was the first to send men and supplies to support the Ganaultians in their war, but even though they had the advantage in numbers, they were beaten back by the White Devils, forcing the Earth Clan to send out their own warriors to help the Ganaultians hold their line.

The Plain of the Holy Spirit was not originally the territory of the Aztecs, and the Earth Clan had done its best to achieve this. However, the defense line that should have been stabilized was inexplicably breached several times, which directly led to the Earth Clan being dragged into this messy battle, and ultimately directly triggered the Aztec Kingdom to join the war.

After analysis, it is not difficult to find that the repeated problems in the defense line in the early stage of the war are hard to say whether the Ganotte people, who were already at the end of their rope, did so intentionally in order to drag the big countries into the water.

By doing this they were already testing the bottom line of the Aztecs. What was even more difficult was that some time ago the Aztec vanguards paid the price of casualties in helping them regain part of their territory, but they had just handed it over to a large clan of the Ganotes, and within less than half a month they had lost it again due to the counterattack of the Chaos forces.

Because of this incident, the Aztec warriors complained.

For the sake of national interests, these brave warriors would not hesitate to die on the battlefield, but the problem is that now they are fighting for others, and it is really uncomfortable when their allies are useless. If the Ganaut people are indeed a branch of the Aztecs, it would be fine, and they would not talk about that among their own people, but the problem is that the blood difference between the Ganaut people and the Aztecs can basically be regarded as two subspecies under the human race branch.

Although they are called "distant relatives", in fact that is only because of the long-term intermarriage between the Earth Clan and the Ganault people.

Now that the war has come to this point, the Dusk camp keeps using all kinds of shady tricks, the Ganotes are unable to help and keep eating into the kingdom's logistics, causing the Aztecs to be under a lot of pressure.

Although the bigwigs in the meeting hall were full of confidence, they also felt relieved after hearing that Princess Qiuqiut had finally sent people from the Old World.

Given the level of warfare the Ganautes were at, the Aztec Empire couldn't withstand their defeat even if it had mountains of gold and silver.

This is not a cruel and cold statement. The fact is that if the Ganotes want to take back their land, they have to stand up first! Otherwise, no matter how much the Aztecs help, it will be useless. What's more, with the God of Craftsmen's armed forces losing their power, the Aztecs' greatest advantage has been sealed. Now the war really costs lives!
King Osiris had to consider the wishes of his people, as the King of the Sky was not a warmongerer.

"cough cough"

The Sky King looked at the other important officials in the meeting hall and said:

"If everyone has no objection, then let's follow the Earth Clan's proposal. I'll leave the communication with the Ganault people to you."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

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The elder of the Earth Clan leaned forward and said:

"The morale of the Ganot people has completely collapsed. They can hardly come up with any way to resist those evil creatures. I believe that they will also hope that the army of the Order camp can help them win this battle."

"Well, so be it."

King Osiris sat back on his throne and said:
“Once the Creator’s successor arrives at the Quetzalcoatl Fortress, I will return to my country and personally serve as a guide for the noble master of the Aztec Kingdom to show the way to the heart of the world. That will be the end of our sacred mission and a glorious day for the Aztecs.

However, the battle on the front line is still important. My daughter promised that she would bring back the blessing of the God of Craftsmanship, which means that our warriors will regain their sacred weapons!

It is time to clean up our land thoroughly. We cannot allow this Sunset Continent to remain polluted!"

"As you command, Your Majesty!"

The important officials all agreed and then left the meeting room with a relaxed look on their faces.

They realized that this miserable war was about to end, and the kingdom could finally get rid of a burden and climb out of the quagmire.

"Alas, I am so disappointed."

In the meeting room where only a few close courtiers were left, the Sky King took off his golden crown with a bit of fatigue. He sighed and said:

"If possible, I still hope that the Ganote people can return to the land where they have lived for thousands of years. That is their home."

"Your Majesty, the Aztec Kingdom will still support them."

The Prime Minister of the Kingdom pushed his luxurious Quetzalcoatl mask and said softly:
"If the Ganault people can realize their problems and start to push their civilization from the clan system to unity with a practical attitude, then they will also burst out their own power. If they want to take back their homeland in the north, then we will still stand on their side.

You know, over the past few hundred years, the Earth Clan has been trying to help the Ganault people build a unified kingdom, however.
They were so stubborn that they decided that nomadic living was their way of life.

Please forgive me for being frank, but the White Devil Plague was a devastating disaster for the individual Ganault people, but it was not a bad thing for them as a whole. Just as when the body decays, the rotten flesh must be cut off. Perhaps the Ganault people can be reborn from the ashes after this disaster.

You don't have to feel upset or ashamed about it.

The Aztecs didn't owe them anything, and the blood of nearly 10,000 warriors was shed outside our borders. We have really done our best."

The Sky King did not answer.

He just looked out the window of the meeting room at the sunset, the most magnificent sight on the continent, and after several minutes he said:

"Our standing army system must also be revised, Lord Tadena. If those visitors from the Old World have an endless desire for land, we must calm them down. We must make them realize that the Aztecs are not the Ganautes.

And considering that we will also be integrated into the changes in the world in the future, it is not bad for our country to show strength occasionally."

"Your decision is as wise as the sun in the sky, my Lord."

The female prime minister immediately praised:

"This is what I have been thinking about. This war is not a bad thing for the Aztecs. We have never experienced a similar war, and this is enough to teach us how to deal with those malicious intentions. Well, your daughter is back!"

"Yeah, my Chuchut is back."

The Sky King heard the loud bells ringing from the Quetzalcoatl Fortress.

It was a ceremony to welcome Princess Chuchut back. King Osiris stood up with a smile on his face, leaning on his Sky Spear given by Kulkan, and said to his courtiers:
"Come on, follow me to meet the best and most outstanding diplomat in our country's history! My daughter has spread the majesty of the Aztecs throughout the Old World through her own efforts. This is enough to make her the pride of the entire kingdom!"

Soon, the dusty Princess Chuchut saw her missed father.

She cheered and threw herself into her father's arms like a bird returning to its nest on the deck of the Millennium Quicksand that brought her back. King Osiris also hugged his most beloved little daughter tightly. However, the next moment, the king saw Prince Khufu next to Qiuqiut.

In fact, when he boarded the sun boat that he had longed for, he saw his daughter communicating with the blue-skinned man with blue skin and delicate fangs.

This brought to the heart of King Osiris the worst fears of any father.
Blanch!
Is this blue-skinned man with good manners and appearance planning to take away my sweet little girl?
Haha, so brave!
(End of this chapter)