When night falls.

The nobles living in the palace gathered at Inzcoatl's call.

After two years of lockdown, the originally prosperous nightlife was shattered by the lack of food and supplies.

People only raised a brazier in a large hall, vaguely illuminating their luxurious and dirty clothes.

At this moment, Yinzicoatl invited Qiboche and Kumo.

The two men revealed their identity as the envoys of the gods and told the story of "The Last Judgment of the Aztecs", causing an uproar.

Someone ran outside to spread the news, and more and more people gathered.

The atmosphere in the hall went from boiling to quiet contemplation.

Because they knew that the decisions made at this time would affect the descendants of the Aztecs.

After pondering, the place was filled with rustling discussions.

Someone analyzed the problem——

"The city in the lake has declined. Even if the city-state alliance lifts the ban on us, it will be difficult for the Aztecs to return to their former strength."

"The people of the valley never liked us. They thought we were barbarians from the mountains!"

"My ancestors were slaves. If we become slaves again, it will be another painful reincarnation!"

When the real-life problems are revealed, people's reverence for the true God is cast into another layer of dependence.

If they can't choose to stay, then the other option is their best destination.

At this time, Yinzicoatl stood and spoke: "Everyone, the royal power has collapsed!"

"For more than two years, we have gone through countless hardships together, and it is only because of mutual support that we have reached this point."

"I no longer regard you as my people, but as real brothers and sisters."

"And today, when the messenger of God arrived, I understood the "doctrine of balance"..."

"Perhaps the hardships we have experienced are the tests she has set, allowing us to see the true knowledge of the world."

"Only by uniting can we overcome difficulties; only by uniting can we create a happy and prosperous world."

"I don't know what you think, but when the God's envoy returns, I am willing to take my relatives and move towards balance together!"

Twenty or thirty members of the royal family stood up and expressed their agreement.

Or perhaps, they know in their hearts that even if the ban on the big city is lifted, their status will be overturned.

The hardships of the past two years have worn away the so-called dignity of the royal family.

Another noble stood up: "The only true God in the world has arrived, and she is willing to send down her merciful gaze and judgment. Isn't this what we have been looking forward to for more than two years?"

"I, wish to surrender to balance!"

Beside him, his relatives rose to join him.

Suddenly, an old woman walked to the fire pot with her infant baby in her arms, and handed the baby to Kumo.

Kukumo was startled and a little at a loss.

The sounds around him suddenly became silent.

The old woman spoke tremblingly, with a few teeth missing from her mouth, and said in an indistinct voice: "This is my grandson. His father died fighting for food with people from other cities, and his mother is also there."

I couldn't survive the birth of him..."

"I can't go too far. If I embark on a pilgrimage, please ask the gods to take care of him..."

"This is the only bloodline in my family. I don't want him to be demoted as a slave when he grows up!"

"I don't want him to be in the same situation as us now, decades later, struggling in adversity and pain."

"I pray that you will take him to the joyful Kingdom of God."

Cookmo looked down at the baby, and the baby looked at him and suddenly let out a baby's laugh.

"Look, he likes you!"

Cookmo was still flustered: "I have not yet passed my coming-of-age ceremony, so I cannot take on such an important responsibility."

Qi Boche also tried to smooth things over: "Yes, you'd better leave the child to me. I promise you, I will do my best to take care of..."

However, Qiboche didn't wait for him to finish.

The old woman stretched out Qi Boche and wanted to

He slapped the baby away with his hand and said angrily: "You old guy, you are only a few days behind me! If you are going to die, how will he survive?"

"Since this young man is a divine messenger, he will definitely make a difference in the future!"

Hearing this, the atmosphere in the room suddenly relaxed and there was a burst of laughter.

But the laughter turned into tears, and many women began to cry, praying: "God's messenger, please promise grandma, her children are all dead, and she can no longer take care of this child."

"If you are afraid that you will not be able to find a wife in the future, you can choose any of the girls in our family."

Kukmo's cheeks turned red, but when he saw the old woman's determined look, he was still moved: "I, I will take care of him. What's his name?"

"You will be his father from now on. It's up to you to name him."

But Kukumo shook his head: "When I was in the hill city, I heard the true messenger of God say that if you make merit and glory in the Kingdom of God, you can get the name of the true God."

"If it is possible for me to receive this grace, I will give him the opportunity to give him a name."

The scene was filled with emotion again.

After a small interlude, people carried out the statue of our Lord that had landed in the city. Under the leadership of Qi Boche, they began to worship and praise...

The entire sacrificial ceremony lasted all night.

Until it gets light.

The gate of the palace city opened.

The men, women, old and young who lived there, together with the remaining palace guards, gathered together more than 2,000 people and headed towards the outer city.

When the outer city saw the appearance of these nobles who usually huddled in the palace, they immediately fled in panic and went to report the news.

When they arrived at the outer city, countless people had gathered.

They were holding weapons snatched from the military camp, with solemn expressions, and were ready for battle.

But at this moment, the crowd of nobles dispersed to make way for the road, and those behind placed their belongings and jewelry on the ground.

Layer by layer, they gradually piled up into a hill.

These people had never seen so much treasure before. They were all shocked and didn't know what they were going to do.

When the last person put down the treasure, Yinzicoatl stood up and said loudly——

"I, Yinzicoatl, the youngest son of the late Aztec king Acama Picchitili, and the current heir to the scepter of the kingdom, would like to swear an oath to the only true god in the world, the Lord of Balance..."

"I am willing to give up the false scepter and wealth, walk towards her firmly with a clean body and spirit, surrender to her knees, and become the people of her kingdom of God!"

"From this moment on, the Aztecs no longer have a royal family. We are all tribesmen, compatriots, brothers and sisters."

"I am willing to open the kingdom's treasure house and exchange precious food for you from outside the city!"

"What I need to let you know is..."

"The disaster will eventually pass away;"

"It's just because the balanced divine messenger has come to the city and brought us balanced will and merciful judgment!"

"Soon, the glory of balance will surely come to this city in the lake!"

"And when that moment comes, I will lead the tribesmen who share my will to make a pilgrimage to Balance and move towards her happy Kingdom of God!"

"So, I want to ask-"

"Are you willing to be my brothers and sisters and spend this last difficult moment together, waiting for the coming of glory?"

His words and shouts spread far and wide.

The crowd in front of them suddenly became commotion, and finally an old man stepped out slowly——

"Inzcoatl, are you telling the truth? The divine envoy of Kinkou has arrived in the city?"

Yinzicoatl said: "I will take out all our treasures and share them with you and others in exchange for food outside the city. How can there be any lies!"

"Where is the angel?"

"Right next to me!"

At this time, Qi Boche took a deep breath and stepped out, shouting loudly: "We have accepted the arrival of our Lord's balanced will, and as the messenger of fire, I send my final call to you..."

Word by word, he conveyed his balanced will.

last night

Everything that happened seemed to be happening again and again.

But when the old man came and saw the "divinely inspired thing", he had no doubts anymore.
To be continued...