Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!
Chapter 942 - 548: Battle of Tree Snake City, Divine Power Globes, Explosive Chaos

Chapter 942: Chapter 548: Battle of Tree Snake City, Divine Power Globes, Explosive Chaos

"Praise the Chief Divine! He guides our path after death, granting us invincible Divine Power!...In the sacred Eastern Campaign, sacrifice for the Chief Divine!..."

The War Priests’ fervent prayers echoed before the scattered formation of the vanguard, symbolizing the will of the Divine and the King. Over a hundred vanguard warriors stood solemnly, gazing up at the clouded sky, devoutly praying in unison.

"Praise the Chief Divine! Sacrifice for the Chief Divine!"

Then, one by one, Divine Power Globes were taken from wooden boxes, tightly embraced by the vanguard warriors as if holding a gift from the Divine. The War Priests shouted hoarsely with high-pitched voices.

"Ignite!...Sacrifice for the Chief Divine! Fight for the King!"

"Sacrifice for the Chief Divine! Fight for the King!"

The vanguard warriors showed their resolve to die, fervently shouting at the top of their lungs. Only the most devout warriors were honored to use the Divine Power Globes. Their voices resounded to the heavens, clearly audible even on the battlefield amidst the cannon roar, flying arrows, and relentless combat.

"Hmm? What’s that?"

The Cloud Serpent Hunter Tlahtolli stood on the eastern city wall, looking towards the direction of the shouting.

They saw over a hundred Mexica warriors forming a loose formation about two hundred paces from the city wall. Behind them was a second team of equal number. In front of them were more than twenty War Priests leading prayers. In their embrace, they held rather heavy clay globes. After the priests concluded their prayers, they ignited the globes with torches. Then, these peculiar Mexica warriors, clutching the smoking clay globes as if chased by a jaguar, charged desperately towards the Tree Snake City walls!

"Sacrifice for the Chief Divine!"

The fanatical shouting rapidly approached, bringing with it an ominous sign of impending death. Tlahtolli pressed his lips together, watching the charging warriors with a grave expression.

"Smoky clay globes...I’ve heard about them somewhere...they are..."

At that thought, Tlahtolli’s expression suddenly changed. He grabbed his greatbow, aimed at the rapidly approaching enemies, and urgently shouted.

"Quick! Quick! Shoot them dead!"

"Swoosh!...Swoosh!"

The enemy’s charge was extremely fast, and their formation was very scattered. The Cloud Serpent Hunter shot two arrows, only managing to kill one vanguard warrior near the city wall.

The smoky clay globe slipped from the warrior’s hands, rolling a short distance outside the wall. The nearby Copper-Armored Archers quickly backed away, looking tense and flustered. Most of the vanguard warriors had already reached the foot of the wall. They quickly scaled the scaling ladders, and before reaching the top, some warriors hurled the clay globes at the city wall.

"Sss...sss..."

The clay globes rolled on the wall, emitting a faint hissing sound, landing among the crowded defenders’ feet. One smoky clay globe landed not far in front of Tlahtolli. The brave Cloud Serpent Hunter felt a great alarm in his heart, quickly stepping back several paces, grabbing a militia from the City-State and putting him in front.

"...Sss..."

A moment of silence, as if even the wind had stopped. Then, destruction descended!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

A terrifying explosion burst forth on the eastern city wall, merging into an earth-shattering thunderbolt. Over thirty clay tribulus exploded on the wall, igniting large plumes of fire and spewing acrid black smoke. Fireballs erupted on the wall, and sharp shards flew like blades! Within two steps, whether armored warriors or simply clothed militia, all died immediately!

"Boom!..."

The shockwave from the explosion came close, directly hitting the ears, causing dizziness. The scent of the volcano hit the nose, pungent and oppressively hot.

Tlahtolli was shaken by the shockwave, his legs trembling, unable to stand steady. He fell straight onto the ground, both hands on the ground, coughing continuously. After a few breaths, he barely recovered, feeling a patch of warm wetness on his hand. Glancing with difficulty, he saw his hand covered in bright red!

"O Cloud Serpent! Protect me!"

The brave Cloud Serpent Hunter shuddered, a chill running down his spine. To be killed by such a demonic weapon was without any honor, unsure if the soul would ascend to the Divine Kingdom or be dragged into the Abyss! He immediately searched himself for injuries but found no severe wounds. Looking carefully, he saw that the militia he had grabbed just now had their neck sliced by a flying shard, blood gushing out. They were clearly a goner.

"Hmm?"

On the small hill, King Aweit furrowed his brow, looking at the chaotic scene on the city wall with displeasure. He had been watching the vanguard warriors’ throws, but the recent explosion...

"Why did most of the clay tribulus not explode?!"

The trusted aides looked at each other, at a loss for answers. After ten breaths, a War Priest accompanying the army knelt on the ground, fearfully confessing to the King.

"Supreme Your Majesty! The Divine Power Globes utilize the powers of earth, fire, and death! The craftsmen extract the essence of the deceased from the Abyss, then ignite it with fire, drawing the attention of the Volcano God of Death...However, it is now the humid rainy season; the Rain Divine governs all things between heaven and earth, suppressing the Divine Power of the Volcano God of Death. He weakens the power of the explosions, causing them even to dud..."

Upon hearing the priest’s explanation, Aweit nodded, his expression slightly easing. He looked at the front lines, where the second platoon of a hundred vanguard warriors was chanting the divine slogans, launching a desperate charge! The warriors mounted the city once more, throwing this powerful yet highly unstable Divine Power Globe.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

Thunderous explosions erupted on the city wall again, bringing rumbling, flames, smoke, and death!

Most of the Divine Power Globes failed to detonate during the rainy season, quietly resting at the feet of the defenders, spreading unknown fear. Some Divine Power Globes exploded prematurely, directly blowing the vanguard warriors holding the clay globes into tattered pieces. However, even if only a third of the Divine Power Globes exploded among the defenders on the wall, it was enough to crush the remaining morale and shake the wavering hearts!

During those brutal days of siege warfare, Tree Snake City’s defending army was already at its limit, only a thunderous strike away from collapse!

"Ah! It’s the War God’s Thunder! The War God has descended to destroy us!"

"O God of the Hunt! We beg you, grant us Divine Power, save us!"

"No, no! It’s the demons of the underground volcano!"

The Telascallans, too, devoutly worshiped the divine, fearing demons. Faced with such unknown and mysterious power, the warriors and militia on the wall fell into utter panic. Chaotic cries interwove everywhere, resembling a crowd running and colliding on the wall, all in utter confusion. The sharper voices in the mix were hysterical screams of complete breakdown!

"Ah ah! Ah ah ah!..."

"What...what is this?"

Atop the towering Pyramid Temple, Tree Snake City Lord Okote looked in horror at the chaos on the eastern city wall. At such a crucial moment in the siege, this chaos could destroy the entire City-State. Trembling with fear, he urgently shouted orders to his trusted aides.

"Quick! Quickly get the Cloud Serpent Priests on the wall to calm the people!..."

"Ha! Now is the time!"

On the southeastern hill, under the flag of the Evil Spirit Commander, King Aweit waited no longer. Without hesitation, he waved his command flag, pointing at the eastern city wall, shouting loudly.

"Chief Divine’s blessing! My Eagle Warriors! Go, capture this city for me, seize the Telascallans’ capital, and earn the greatest glory in the Eastern Campaign!"

"Chief Divine’s blessing! Praise our King! Roar!"

A thousand of the Alliance’s most elite Eagle Warriors had long since formed ranks to the side, ready for action. They were each clad in over forty pounds of Cloth Heavy Armor, wielding great shields and hand axes, adorned with Copper Helmets and Eagle Feathers, standing out prominently. At this moment, they let out a unified and deep shout, charging at the wall like an unstoppable torrent!