There were three people coming. In addition to Chimal Popoka and Izkoyatel, one person walked in front of them. His physique was the smallest of the three, but his every move exuded a sense of majesty. Like all Aztlans, his clothes were extremely bright in color, but the main color was green that Ella had never seen on other Aztlans. Not only that, he also had wild duck green feathers, collars, earrings, ornaments, and bracelets.

Ella thought of purple - in the Seven Hill Empire, purple is a color that only she and her relatives can use. In Aztland, green is also a sign of a certain class identity.

The man's eyes swept across the prison's many prisoners and finally stopped on Ella. Although he had never seen Ella before and didn't know what she looked like, among the group of prisoners who had been scared, Ella dared to stand and looked at him directly, and was too conspicuous.

Although she was afraid, Ella still faced the man's eyes. She could be defeated, captured, and struggled powerlessly, but in order not to shame the country, she could not show any timidity in the negotiations.

After a gaze, the man felt a little bored. He turned his head and looked at Chimal Popoka behind him with great dissatisfaction, and asked, "Is this what you said is seriously injured?"

Chimalpopoka did not expect Ella to stand in front of him like now. The injuries yesterday seemed to be non-existent. If it weren't for her clothes still stained with blood, Chimalpopoka would have thought it was a dream. He hesitated for a long time but could not give an answer. In the end, Izkoyater helped him excuse him:

"Tratoani, I was also present yesterday. This girl was indeed seriously injured. But hasn't the king recovered quickly like this before? I'm afraid this is a unique magic on this continent, or a unique feature of the royal family."

The man nodded, accepted the statement, and then turned his eyes back to Ella: "Thank me. You were already a prisoner of war, and my subordinates wanted to treat you as a slave. But I am kind and ready to give you a chance to fight for life and death. You should kneel down to me for this."

"Before negotiation, you must report your identity!" Ella said, "Who are you? Where are you from? Is it called Tratoani? Is there no etiquette in your country?"

Hearing Ella confrontation, Chimal Popoka clenched his fists, Izkoyatel licked his lips with interest, and the man laughed as if nothing had happened after being stunned:

"Little girl, you are right. Indeed, I should report my identity first. My name is not Tratoani. In Aztlan, Tratoani is the name of a city-state ruler. My name is Tesosomok, and it is Tratoani of Tracopanbon, the Aztlan Empire."

"Trakopanbang is an ally and not a vassal of the Sun King," added Chimar Popoka. "Trócititlan, Tescoco, and our Trakopan, now standing before you is one of the three most powerful rulers of the Aztlan Empire!"

"There are three most powerful rulers in the Aztland Empire?" Ella took the initiative, "In the Qiqiu Empire, I am the only ruler. Your status is lower than mine, and you should kneel down to me!"

Tessomok raised his hand and stopped Chimal Popoka who was about to move behind him, and then said with a smile: "It's all that negotiation is over. No matter how much you say to the prisoners of war, it's useless. Come on, my warrior will duel with you in the duel arena. I hope your martial arts can be as hard as your mouth, otherwise your heart will be sacrificed to the gods today."

Ella's body shook a little. If she had heard the word "duel" three days ago, she would have been very excited. But now, this word just scared her. Of course, this reaction did not escape Tessomok's eyes. He said sarcastically: "Even if you scratch with your claws and bite with your teeth, it doesn't matter. You can be tough in the duel arena, otherwise, the Sun God of War might have to blame us."

Ella pursed her lips tightly. After realizing that she could no longer survive, she gritted her teeth and said, "You will definitely regret this decision. My army will avenge me. The walls of Winchester cannot protect you, and the God of War of the Sun cannot protect you! They will come from the sky to cover the sky, no matter how many suns there are in the sky!"

Tessomok smiled disdainfully: "Then we can fight under the shade. Drag her out!"

Chimal Popoka opened the prison door and pulled Aila out. Aila almost fell to the ground under this pull, and stumbled out of the cell with them.

Even during the day, the streets of Winchester City were still empty, and the houses along the street were all closed, and no one dared to show their heads; even during the day, the streets of Winchester City were still full of mice, swimming wildly on the streets, eating the bodies of people who had not had time to clean up.

"Is this the city you occupied?" Ella tried hard to mock, "What did you do to invade this place for? Just to rule a group of mice?"

"Aztland is rich and powerful, without these dirty lands. All we want is people - just hearts!" Tessosomok said, "The sun is about to be destroyed, and the end of the world is coming! Even magicians who have reached the first age cannot stop this. In order to build a new sun, we need 100,000, 200,000, and even more hearts to pick the 'crown'!"

"Two hundred thousand hearts? Are you crazy?"

"Crazy? You foolish barbarians will never understand. The world has been destroyed four times, and this is the fifth era. In order not to destroy the entire world, what does 200,000 hearts count?"

"Then why don't you use your own heart?"

"Although it was sacrificed to the gods, no one was willing to use their hearts. This is human nature." Tessomuk said quietly, "So we have to rely on war. The loser sacrifices and the winner survives. This is also common sense in the world!"

Ella couldn't help but curse, "You are the barbarians!"

Hearing Ella say this, Tessomok and others looked at each other for a moment, laughing disdainfully: "Barbarians often have no idea about their savages. Let's have a small competition to see who is the savage - have you learned mathematics?"

"You guys can do math?"

"Qimalpopoka," said Tessosomok, "the math problem of debut is simpler, so I can't answer it if I don't want to. I'll answer it together to see who will answer it faster."

"Okay." Chimal Popoka turned to look in front of Ella, raised his finger and asked, "What is nineteen by nineteen?"

“Three Hundred and Sixty One.”
Chapter completed!