"As the last of the Cloud Serpent Divine Descendants in the world, they all absorbed the divinity in their bloodline, possessing powers beyond ordinary people! Their fierce close combat, with war clubs that left behind remnants of a sonic howl, even showed scales of the Cloud Serpent on their faces!..."
Seeing these descriptions of the Spirit Monster's divine power, Aweit raised his eyebrows slightly, the corners of his mouth curling up, but he made no comnt. Yet he knew that among the common stories, the ordinary tribespeople loved these tales the most. And after skipping over long stretches of slaughter, the two Cloud Serpent Divine Descendants finally determined the victor, the Dark Snake defeated his father, causing him to repent for his mistakes! However, the arrogance of the Divine Descendent remained from birth to death, never considering the lowly commoners as lives worth ntioning. He only conceded defeat to his son, to the hands of the xica, and then chose an honorable suicide.
"The light of the Chief Divine shines upon the Cloud Serpent's Divine Mountain! The father's body lay in front of the burning temple. And the wife's bones were unearthed from the sacrificial pit of the temple... It turned out, years ago, his pregnant commoner wife was already sacrificed to the Cloud Serpent by the father, along with the unborn child!..."
"The young Dark Snake silently gazed at the sky, standing before the three skeletons. Even though he had a great achievent in conquering the Cloud Serpent Mountain City, even though the generous xica Divine King wanted to bestow the mountain city to him, making him an honorable nobility of the xica, he still had no smile, did not nod even once..."
"Finally, he resolutely drew the Obsidian Long Dagger, facing the Jaguar Warrior who ca to enfeoff him, facing his master who taught him martial arts and helped him grow, in front of this true xica Divine King... He spoke generously, maintaining the last dignity of a Tlaxcalan!"
"As a husband, I could not protect my wife and child. As a son, I forced my father to death. As a Tlaxcalan, I fought for the xica. As a loser of the Flower Battle, I always owed the Chief Divine a death... Therefore, I deserve to die, and I have long been prepared to die! I hereby return my life to heaven, Divine Spirit, and you!..."
"But, as the Chief Divine witnesses! I betrayed the Cloud Serpent Divine Descendants, but I never betrayed my tribe! What I overthrew was the tyranny of the Cloud Serpent Divine Descendants, and I left nothing for myself!... And my only request before death is to let the surviving Cloud Serpent Tribe live well, to live richly and healthily like xica!..."
"After all, the Chief Divine already told , and you also told , that whether Tlaxcala or the xica Tribes, there is no difference! We are all citizens of the Chief Divine, brothers of the scattered Gummy People from thousands of years ago, flowing with the sa blood, with the sa faces!..."
"Master! Divine King! Chief Divine!... Please grant the last request of the final Cloud Serpent Divine Descendant before he dies!... May we et again in the Divine Kingdom!..."
"The Jaguar Warrior and xica Divine King remained silent for a long ti, then slowly nodded. And the young Divine Descendant Dark Snake gave his final smile, generously committing suicide! He offered his body and blood to the land and sky of Tlaxcala. And a divine light from the Chief Divine's sun descended, making his body disappear.... Only a beautiful butterfly was dancing on the Cloud Serpent's Divine Mountain. Then, another divine light, and the butterfly beca a pair, weaving and dancing, disappearing into the ends of cloud-touched heaven!..."
"This is the story of 'Cloud Snake Butterfly Transformation,' this is the secret of the disappearance of the Cloud Serpent Divine Descendants!... Everything was destined by the Chief Divine, to use the most cruel life and death to compose the symphony of the Gummy People's return! And the last Cloud Serpent Divine Descendant bore witness to the fusion of the Gummy Tribes through his tragically heroic life... But after the great fire, new buds will eventually sprout. The new buds will blossom into flowers, with a pair of butterflies perching on the blooms~"
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