No one could stop the attack of the leopard warriors. They completely ignored the stones and spears thrown from the tower and rushed straight under the city wall. There was no need for the leader of the leopard warrior to take action, and twenty ordinary leopard warriors pressed against the mud wall with their shoulders and pushed forward with all their might. The city wall fell down like a broken beam house. The twenty leopard warriors exhausted their magic power for this. But with the protection of their iron armor, they still evacuated the battlefield safely. The other companions behind them rushed into the city-state like a swarm following the opening they opened.

"Why... why can't you resist at all?"

The soldiers of the city-state were still running around trying to resist the invasion of the Aztlans, but Sompankin was already shaking in the crowd as if he had lost his strength. He knew that the Tochetpek would sooner or later fall in the Aztlan attack without support, but he never expected that it would fall so quickly. He once made a bold statement to pull out several Aztlan's teeth, but the shooting tower he used his influence to manage and the shooting troops he spent a lot of time to train did not even scratch the skin of the Aztlans.

The leopard warriors fought in the crowd, as if they were in a state of no one. The iron armor on their bodies made their every move look a little more powerful.

Is this the wrath of the Sun God of War? Is it the punishment of the Sun God of War to Tochetpek? How should people resist God's troops? Could it be that resistance was wrong from the beginning?

Sompankin looked at the sun in despair - in the last era, this luminous and hot celestial body was transformed from the feathered snake god, but now it has become the Aztlans' sun god of war. It protects the prosperity of the Aztlans, but only makes Sompankin feel hot and dry.

He walked down the city wall in a daze, and the leopard warrior rushed towards him. He held the spear throwing weapon in his hand and the spear throwing behind him, but he did not take action for a long time. He just watched the leopard warrior holding the weapon get closer and closer until he enters the range of the weapon, and until the leopard warrior screams and raises the axe, Sompanjin still has no intention of resisting.

But at that moment, the leopard warrior suddenly felt irritated and covered his eyes with his hands, and stopped his attacking movement. On the back of his hands that covered his eyes, he could see a shaky aperture like a small sun moving.

Sompanjin suddenly came to his senses, he took a step back, and at the same time pulled out a spear from behind. Aiming at the opportunity when the leopard warrior put his hand down, Sompanjin held the spear and pierced it into his eyes!

The rumored aperture fell to the ground, into the shadow of sunshine that should not have been sunshine. Sompanjin widened his eyes and watched the aperture move quickly on the ground like a living elf. Soon, it quickly turned the circle on the ground, as if it was dancing some dance.

The scene was so sacred that he was stunned. The sun-like aperture completely separated from the sun in the sky, moving with his own trajectory and vitality. He reached out to grab it, but the aperture came to the back of his hand. After a while, he even felt a slight sense of heat.

The new sun—

The words Kuku said rang out in his mind: "Follow the guidance of the sun."

The action of the aperture began to become orderly, and it moved repeatedly in the same direction, as if guiding Sompankin.

That is the direction of the sea, the place where the feathered snake god left.

What will be there?

The men from Messik and Mitra ran towards Sompanjin. Sompanjin vaguely pointed his hand at the beach: "Run towards there! This is the guidance of the sun!"

The five-level huge magic circle was drawn on the top of the mountain in Movara Nijia. In the magic circle, there were thirty-two amulets prepared in advance.

The coalition forces of the twelve coastal city-states had gathered in Movara Nijia, and they looked up at the top of the mountain, waiting for the miracle to come.

Even so, there were inevitably people among them whispering: "I heard that God's messenger is not here. Can we just rely on us to deal with the army of Nesaval Koyotel and Aztland?"

Amy, standing next to the magic circle, knew what this group of people was worried about. There was no power to unify the organization and leadership of these people. This is the root of the rule of the states by Aztlan. Even in the name of Ella's "God Envoy", only the twelve city-states along the coast were gathered. At this moment, Ella was not here, and the hearts of these people were also dispersed.

"I finally understand why Your Majesty often uses the name of 'God'."

It doesn't matter if Ella is not there. What these city-states need is not Ella, but the illusory "God" that is more on it.

"Kuku doesn't know when he will be back," she said. "Sitralmina. The magic circle and protective props have been completed. Can you summon Movara Nijia for him?"

Sitramina shook her head: "Muvara Niga has been released, and the forced spell taught by Master Quilakiri can no longer work for it. It will definitely not respond to my summons."

As soon as he finished speaking, a black fog floated from the sky. It rushed towards the top of the mountain at a speed faster than any horse. When he got closer, Amy saw a monster with three heads rushing out of the black fog, sitting on its thick shoulders with the hunter Kuku.

"Go back, Baram!" he drank, "Your duty has been completed!"

The monster heard the sound and put Kuku down, stepped on the black fog and drove away from the top of the mountain, leaving the air.

"This is..." Sitralmina looked at the black fog and was shocked, "... entity?"

Kuku ignored Sitralmina's surprise. He walked into the middle of the magic circle and began to wear the protective equipment one by one. From the crown to the ring, from the hat to the boots, these protective equipment contained all the clothing and accessories on his body.

"The message you want me to convey has been conveyed to the states. In addition to the two city-states that were declared war, I have also made some hints to the nearby city-states, and I have kept the corresponding staff."

Kuku said as he shook a smooth round copper block from his clothes.

"Don't say, this thing is really useful. If I were to be surprised by the spots it reflected."

"The surface is rough, and the light will reflect in all directions, thus becoming dim. The surface is smooth, and the reflected light will face a place, and thus becoming bright." Amy smiled shyly, "What Your Majesty taught me when he made Yanghuan."

"Okay," Kuku finished wearing protective equipment, "The next thing is to move the Mevara mud and head to the coast of Tochetpek."

"Can it succeed?" Amy asked. "I heard it has been released and cannot be summoned."
Chapter completed!