Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

Amidst countless falling petals, Qian's silver hair swayed gently in the wind, and her deep blue eyes possessed an unparalleled gentle power.

Favia, the messenger of the gods, is known as the 'Sun on Earth'.

Surrounding the silver-haired man were Montezuma II, Geronimo, Bavan Shi, and others.

As for Father Bartolomé, he said that as a member of the church, it was somewhat heretical for him to assist Favia in the Latinization of the Native American script, and it was not convenient for him to participate in such a large-scale ceremony. Favia did not insist that he come, after all, Bartolomé had indeed done enough.

Although Favia's current attire might be common among Native Americans, seeing Favia like this gave Bavan Shi a somewhat... indescribable feeling, as if something that was meant for him to see had been taken away by someone else.

Therefore, he kept staring intently at Favia the whole way, as if he were watching something. If he were to use magic, he might even release a real cold air, but Favia, being in front of the fairy girl, didn't feel anything.

In fact, ever since Bavan Shi arrived here and met Tralock, her female intuition has been ringing alarm bells in her heart. Fortunately, she observed that the two of them were not very affectionate, which made her feel a little more at ease.

Soon, Favia arrived at the Great Temple and walked slowly alone in the sight of everyone, until he reached the altar of the Great Temple.

More than a million people have gathered around the Great Temple, the site of the first ceremony since the abolition of human sacrifice.

Despite the large crowd, a heavy silence filled the scene.

Everyone remained silent, simply waiting for that moment to arrive. In the midst of this silence, Favia quietly opened her mouth.

"Since my arrival, I have abolished the long-standing custom of human sacrifice, ending a world of destruction, bloodlust, and war, uniting the entire continent into one, and bringing peace to this world..."

But recently, whether in Tenochtitlan or other cities, one can see people ravaged so badly they can't stand up straight, covered in wounds. Many people probably know these people, and many are also confused about their origins.

Who is this person? Why is this happening? Why am I being treated like this?

It's understandable that such confusion would arise.

Their ancestors were born on this land hundreds of years ago, and then sailed to other islands to live. They were eventually plundered by people from afar a dozen years ago and enslaved, toiling day and night in mines the size of children.

If you get sick, you die. If you get tired, you die. If you resist, you die.

Indeed, their identities are extremely dangerous, and the slightest mistake could attract terrifying enemies.

Perhaps some people will develop a dislike for them because of this, or they may feel that as long as they don't come, the incredibly terrifying outsider will not arrive.

I can tolerate many things, but this is one thing I just can't accept.

madness.

Is that really how it should be said?

The cruelty of outsiders will not disappear because of your prayers; on the contrary, it will become even more brutal, because you will be powerless to resist.

Choosing peaceful exchange is perhaps a valid approach; one cannot place one's hopes on the other party's goodwill. Continuing to fight and giving up fighting are two different things.

However, even so—

In this world, there exists a possibility that only power can bring peace.

Only through fighting can one demonstrate their dignity and avoid being trampled underfoot.

So I led our soldiers to Cuba to rescue them and bring them back. They were not discriminated against because of their suffering; they were people under the same sun as us, and therefore deserved respect.

The next second, millions of people in the floating city of Tenochtitlan clapped their hands in unison. There was no cheering; it was just a serious clapping to demonstrate their will.

“I have always believed that the Aztecs, Mayans, and Native Americans are all the same, as are people from other countries. Everyone is a person under the ‘sun.’ Therefore, as long as one persists for this common people, such a person will be more brilliant than any gem in this world and more noble than any heroic legend.”

Applause erupted again, this time even louder, as if everyone's hands were sore from clapping.

Favia's words may be somewhat elusive to those who believe in the gods of South America today, but they will all remember them.

Because they are not stupid; they can sense the surging emotions in a man's words.

Then, under the gaze of countless people, Favia, standing alone in the great temple, continued to speak:

"This is the first major ceremony our world has held since its unification, and the glory to be bestowed upon us at this ceremony is—"

The feathered serpent god Kukulkan—although the identity of the person to be honored in this ceremony has been kept secret for a long time, people have made some guesses.

As the messenger of the second sun, who abolished human sacrifice and brought glory to the world, Favia needed no further explanation as to which god she would offer her glory to in such a momentous ceremony—it could only be the feathered serpent god.

"The Fifth Sun - Tonatius".

As the man uttered these unexpected words, the entire Tenochtitlan fell silent.

Originally, Favia envisioned using this opportunity to have the four suns on the Sunstone each display their own 'miracles'.

The First Sun's 'Jaguar' was well-displayed thanks to the smoke goggles that gave him his jaguar-man mask.

The second sun is the most convenient option, because Favia has been able to use 'Gale' smoothly since her trip to the Kukulkan Pyramid.

The third sun, 'Rainstorm,' is not a major problem because Tralock promised him he would be willing to use his authority.

The fourth sun, 'Flood,' is located near the Lake of the Moon, also known as Tralock, so it will proceed smoothly.

After all of this has been revealed, Favia will be in the center of the four, and will transform into a 'sun' by devouring them.

Finally, he introduced the new fifth sun god, 'Tonatiu,' who had gained the authority of all the gods, to everyone.

However, despite the plan, things have taken Favia by surprise.

The moment he finished speaking, the world went dark—literally dark. Even though the sun was still shining, it was as if no light could penetrate it. At that very moment, four small bonfires appeared in the center of the great temple.

The color of the flames shifted in the thick darkness, gradually transitioning from orange-red to deep blue. Each color change was accompanied by a flicker of firelight, illuminating the surrounding darkness and making the originally indistinct scenery appear and disappear in the firelight.

Therefore, in addition to Favia, the people present also saw a monster standing in front of him, about the size of a human, whose body looked like a half-crocodile and half-fish.

Upon seeing this appearance, all the people of Tenochtitlan were reminded of ancient myths, creation myths that predated the Five Sun Ages.

Legend has it that after Smoke Mirror, Feathered Serpent, and Left Hummingbird were created, they set about creating all things in the world. But whenever they tried to create something, it would fall into the water beneath their feet and be devoured by the water monster Hipparion. So Smoke Mirror and Feathered Serpent joined forces to fight against this water monster.

In the end, Smoke Mirror sacrificed one of its legs to join forces with Quetzalcoatl to kill it, and used its body to create the world.

This led to the First Sun Age, which is the foundation of all Sun Ages.

"...When did we make this agreement?"

Favia spoke fearlessly in a voice that only he and the water monster before him could hear.

He wasn't alarmed, because the water monster before him was the spirit of the Lake of the Moon, the one who had made a promise to him, Traloc, who had become like this due to some concept. Although it was well disguised, Favia, who had made Traloc bleed, recognized it the moment it appeared.

'Hipactri' did not speak, but its whole body radiated a fiery red light.

At the same time, the Sunstone, located in the deep blackness, emitted a faint color.

Something went wrong?

No, this is just a performance, a ceremony arranged by the Central and South American world to welcome the event.

When the Sunstone emitted this faint, iridescent light, Favia realized why it had become this way.

He couldn't help but smile slightly, but this smile was different from usual; it didn't seem like he was happy.

The silver-haired man extended his fist, and 'Hipactri' watched him silently, without flinching, as the fist slowly reached out.

Because this is the condition under which the Central and South American world attempted to abandon the rule of human sacrifice and create a new world.

Just as in the beginning of the Age of Gods, the death of the water monster led to the creation of a new world.

Therefore, if we want to create a new world now, we must do the same as before: kill the water monster. Although the water monster no longer exists, its concept still exists.

Therefore, the Moon Lake, born into a cruel world and loving this place, accepts this condition and is willing to accept the concept of the lake monster.

Next, she will take that punch with her chest and die as if a myth has been reenacted. Then, the Central and South American world will accept the solar era established by the Fifth Sun, with completely different rules.

Presumably, doing things so recklessly filled Moon Lake with a sense of guilt.

However, Favia realized that the Moon Lake harbored an unshakable iron will deep within its heart.

She did feel sorry for Favia and Smoke Mirror.

But she has no regrets.

Tralock's mind was made up, and his resolve was unwavering.

No matter how her brother, Yan Yanjing, might insult her after his death, she would not regret it in the slightest. The brilliance in her eyes, now resolute, would not be clouded.

But a few seconds later

Her body was not struck by the punch as expected; instead, just before it hit, Favia opened her fist and extended her five fingers.

Blue flowers appeared in my palm as if by magic.

"I am not the kind of person who abandons promises, so I will not change the agreement so easily. I will not kill you. These are flowers I picked near Lake Moon. I originally planned to give them to you as a gift after this was over to ease the tension between us, since you have always been unhappy with me. But I will give them to you in advance."

Then he continued to tell her.

"If you have already enjoyed this childish game, then please witness and await the birth of the Fifth Sun, which will return the world to a place that ends destruction, bloodlust, and war."

".....you......."

"However, while I have no intention of correcting your aesthetic sense, this is just too ugly. At least turn into human form. Tenochtitlan is an extremely beautiful city, so its Lake of the Moon must be beautiful too. But if you really like it this way, then there's nothing I can do."

Before Tralock could react, Favia stepped past her and continued toward the Sunstone.

The continents scattered across the world, regardless of size, are actually quite similar.

As long as human beings exist, no matter where they are in the world, they all belong to the same land.

They till, plant, harvest, settle, create, fail, retreat, starve, succeed, destroy, weep, oppress.

Repentance, compassion, and reverence.

Cheers, procreation, sacrifice, oblivion.

Weeping.

Joyful.

I miss you.

They love each other, they fight each other, that's how they live.

The sun, eternally and unchanging, floats above the sky.

Nothing gives the world a more overwhelming sense of presence than a dazzling yet hazy star high in the sky.

The sun possesses such allure that it inspires both fear and reverence in all things.

Favia did not actually seek power or authority by becoming the fifth sun, which was a unified whole.

The Age of Gods has ended, and these powers were buried in the past long ago; their current manifestation is merely a remnant.

Even if we obtain it, it cannot compare to the original 'Maya' civilization in Central and South America, but that doesn't really matter.

Because men are not born for this purpose.

The tide of fate was irresistible, and a protracted war was inevitable between the natives of the new continent and the nations of Europe.

In any case, I don't want this continent to come to such a tragic end, a world where blood flows like rivers.

He would become the fifth sun of the Central and South American world, and this had nothing to do with the world itself or the will of the gods of the Americas; it was simply his own will.

That's what men think.

Moreover, it's better to prove something with simple actions than with moving words.

In any case, action comes first.

You must do it proactively, rather than being forced to do it by others or anything else.

This is fundamental to reforming the ancient world.

Therefore, although Favia respected Tralock's choice, she voluntarily transformed into this image to sacrifice herself after learning of the opinions of Central and South America.

However, he could not accept and conform to this ancient way of the world to smoothly obtain everything new.

The Lake of the Moon, which was willing to take on the concept of the water monster Hippaktri that devoured all things in the world, was killed, which was equivalent to the beginning of the Central and South American world, when Quetzalcoatl and the Smoke Mirror killed it together and created the subsequent Sun Ages from its corpse.

Perhaps this is a compromise of an ancient world that had to operate according to the rule of human sacrifice. By creating another myth, the rules could be rewritten peacefully, thus demonstrating the beginning of a unique solar age.

In the past, men would gaze intently at the darkness from their cold, slumbering sleep.

Endless darkness, yet he never grew tired of it.

Darkness is not just endless blackness; tiny lights also illuminate the entire area.

Numerous lights flickered, emitted light, and finally burned out as if completely consumed.

He cherished, yet also pitied, these lights.

Therefore, the desire for people born into this cruel world to choose different ways of living is also a hope for the future of the Moon Lake, which has supported their lives for many years.

She, known as Tralock, may not yet realize this, or perhaps even if she did, she would never so easily accept it.

That being said, Favia's will could not be easily changed.