"Why?"

Amy was confused by Ella. She pointed at the audience on the stage with her fingers, then pointed to Tessomok and others standing on the stadium, and said skeptically: "The above is the game venue...the below is the audience?"

"No... God made you misunderstand." Tessosomok couldn't help but tell, "Aztlan's audience is also above."

"Gu...is it the same as us?"

Everyone's eyes made Ella feel a little embarrassed. She saw the rubber ball rolling on the ground and immediately changed the topic quickly: "So the game is over? Which team is the winner? Come on, I have prepared the prize for the award..."

"Don't panic, everyone." Nesavalkoyotel spoke out and stabilized the emotions of the people in the stands. "Come and see, this is the messenger of the 'god' that Tesosomok invited back."

The people who were fleeing stopped, but were still in shock. Looking at the chariot on the court, they whispered:

"It seems like I'm not a liar?"

"Yes, look at the fur on the monster's body, it's as bright as the sun! Only the feathered snake god can drive this kind of divine beast..."

"And it came out of the monster's belly, which is a miracle in itself..."

"Is it really the Feathered Snake God? The Feathered Snake God has really returned to Aztlan?"

"Did you hear that she just called Nesaval Koyotel, a bad poet, and didn't take him seriously..."

...

These comments made Nesavalkoyotel feel a little uncomfortable. He smiled on his face and saluted Ella as if he was pretending: "I thought you wouldn't dare to come, 'The Messenger of God'."

"Amy, did you see it? He has a soaked bird shit on his head..."

"Shh! Your Majesty, don't irritate this person!"

The whispers of Ella and Amy made Nessaval Coyotel's face suck again.

"God's Messenger," he said loudly, "A game has just been held here, and Tessomok does not want to sacrifice to the loser. He said that this is what you mean, is it true?"

"That's right! It's what I mean!" Ella said with her chest straight, "Only the devil likes to eat human flesh! Even the hateful Tianfang Empire, there are records in their documents that God replaced the people on the altar with lambs!"

Nesawar Koyotel ignored what the Tianfang Empire was, but just grabbed Ella's words and asked aggressively: "So, are you saying that our Sun God of War is the devil?"

To say that the Lord of a country is a devil, it is necessary to say it from someone else's mouth, at least you have to be caught and peeled. But when Ella said this, Tessomok laughed from the side and said to her:

"The Feathered Snake God, the Sun War God, and the Smoke Mirror, these are not very good relationships, so it is reasonable to say that."

"Reasonable?" Nesavalkoyotel refused to give up. "Publicizing flesh and blood to the gods is the key to maintaining their strength. This is an important tradition that survives to prevent the destruction of the world. Even the feathered snake god cannot abolish it!"

"I know differently." Ella faced tit. He had heard a lot about Aztland's myths from Bjorn and Tesosomok, "This is the fifth era. You say that God has to sacrifice to the living people to maintain its strength. What about the first four eras of man being created? God watched his power disappear?"

"It is a glory to be sacrificed to the gods!" Nesavalkoyotel's voice became louder, "By being sacrificed in duel, they were able to avoid the suffering of hell and be with the Sun God of War!"

Ella shrugged: "So, would you rather replace the failed players now and avoid the suffering of hell?"

"You must deny the traditions of Aztland since ancient times, right?" Nesaval Koyotel's eyes shone fiercely, "I'll ask you again, do you really think God would like tortillas that use lowly livestock as meat?"

"Why don't you like it? Listen to me-" Ella shouted loudly in a voice that could be heard from the audience, "The meat of animals is very, very, very delicious!"

Nesavalcoyoter stared at Ella, his hand slowly raised and touched the flowers on his chest. However, the burst of applause from the audience stage made his hand bounce from the flower like an electric shock-

"Okay!" Masitra shouted as she clapped everyone, "I also think turkey is much better than human meat!"

Tinaik asked from the side, "Masitra, have you eaten human flesh?"

"The Aztlands' banquet was sprinkled with human flesh and blood, and it was impossible not to eat it. After eating it, I felt nauseous and vomited for a week!"

Everyone's attitude made Nesavalkoyotel take a long breath. He finally picked up the bouquet of flowers on his chest, and as the flowers' bones swayed, a ball of flames shot straight into the sky, making a deafening explosion.

The venue suddenly became silent.

"If those words just now were not spoken from the messenger of the Feathered Snake God, it would not be an exaggeration to the person who spoke a hundred times."

Nesavalcoyotel pointed coldly at Ella with the flowers.

"Will you die? I'm also very curious. Next, let's use your strength to prove that you are the messenger of the Feather Snake God!"

Amy gasped on the side. This was the one she feared the most. If Nesaval Koyotel wanted to attack Ella in person, she would have no way to stop it unless she asked Ivar for help.

Ella also became serious and said in response to Nesavalkoyotel's sight:

"Nesaval Koyotel, as the ruler of a state, would you want to learn to fight me like a samurai?"

"Tratoani was originally a samurai. Only the youngest, promising, talented, extremely intelligent, brave and good at fighting warriors are qualified to become rulers of a nation."

"So that's it. But I refuse. One-on-one single fight, I'm not your opponent."

"What? Admit yourself to be a fake?"

"No, it's just that the standard for selecting messengers by the Feather Snake God is that he is extremely young and promising, extremely talented and extremely smart. There are only these three." Ella said, "As for his bravery and good combat - although you are stronger than me, do you believe that under the wisdom of Feather Snake God, the city-state I lead is far stronger than your city-state!"

"The Feathered Snake God is not the God of War." Tessomok asked, "Second, you want the messenger of the Feathered Snake God to use force to decide the outcome with you. Why don't you sing with the mute and dance with the cripple?"

"How do you prove that she is the messenger of God!" Nesavalkoyotel shouted, "Tesosomok, what are you talking about to show his power? Where is the power?"
Chapter completed!