Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!-Chapter 1719 - 1228: To Take or Not to Take, Yanshan and Shaokang (Alliance Hierarch az123zx123’s Bonus - )

The high palanquin was lifted by twenty people, guarded by four hundred strong tribal warriors. Those abstract and ancient, smoking and towering volcano patterns symbolized the divinity of the great volcano, the unquestionable supreme authority among the Colima tribes.

At this moment, on this divine palanquin, an old man and a young boy were sitting side by side, announcing an unmistakable succession to all the Colima tribes. The boy with a tiger-like head and brain widened his eyes, crawled to the edge of the palanquin, showing not a hint of fear. He curiously watched the dense escort warriors, observed the copper spears in their hands and the iron axes at their waists, and shouted milkily.

"Ah Ba... Who?"

"Hmm?..."

The old Chief of Colima was slightly startled, followed the boy's gaze, and then burst into laughter.

"My grandson, they are your samurais, your axes and long spears! They are loyal to me and will follow you! They will fight for you, kill for you! They are your true strength, haha!... "

The young Yanshan stared with round eyes, watched the marching samurais for a good while. He tried to reach out to grab the shining tip of the spear, but his arms were obviously too short to reach it. After two tries, he turned his head back and looked at his grandfather, asking with a tiger-like firmness.

"Ah Ba... Who?"

"Hmm? Who to kill?..."

The Chief of Colima was again taken aback, then laughed even more joyously, even the wrinkles on his face seemed to dance.

"Anyone! My grandson, anyone blocking your path, threatening you should be promptly killed without mercy!... Even if it's my other grandsons, your brothers with the same grandfather, even if it's my son, your uncle... as long as they block your way!… Haha!"

Yanshan continued to stare at his laughing grandfather. He knitted his small brows, mustering all his infant strength, again roaring with a tiger-like sound.

"Ah Ba... Who?!..."

"Ah? Who else?"

The Chief of Colima pondered, his expression became serious, like an old lion finally getting serious. He held his grandson's small hand tightly, looked at that round innocent pair of eyes, and replied in a deep voice.

"The volcano bears witness! Indeed, there are others!... Even if, they are your true brothers! As long as they block your way!…"

"Ah Ba..." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Seeing his grandfather's changing expression, Yanshan blinked his eyes in confusion. A moment later, he suddenly stretched out his other hand and grabbed his grandfather's silver hair.

"Want!"

"Hmm?"

The Chief of Colima felt a pain on his head, opened his old eyes wide again, and saw that Yanshan's hand already had several strands of silver hair. If someone else had done this, even if it's other sons and grandsons, he would probably have been enraged like a tiger, wanting to drag the person down and beat them to death. But now facing this grandson, this child with true divine blood, exceptionally brave and fearless... The Chief of Colima laughed heartily again, holding both of his grandson's hands!

"Well done, you are indeed my grandson! Yanshan, you are a boy as robust as a volcano! This majestic volcano, these magnificent warriors, after I die, all will be yours!... Ahaha!"

Held by his grandfather, the young Yanshan shook his arms in dissatisfaction, again widening his eyes, shouting tiger-like.

"Want!!"

"Good! Chief Divine protection! Volcano witness! I will give it all to you!!"

The Chief of Colima raised his old face, laughing recklessly, making promises unreservedly. At this moment, looking at little Yanshan, he seemed to see the towering Colima volcano, seeing the truly magnificent future of the Colima tribes!

"My grandson! Grandpa will soak more in hot springs, absorb more of the volcano's divinity, and strive to live a few more years!… When you grow up, I will not only give you all the Colima tribes, the armies trained over the years, but also hand over all the gray mines, iron ores, and Thunder Powder of the tribes!... I will support you in inheriting everything that rightfully belongs to you! And in the plains to the East, there is also a Great Chief supporting you...

"Yanshan! You will surely become the imposing Colima volcano, overlooking the whole Lake region, overlooking the wider world!... Ahahahaha!... "

"Want!!... "

In the grandeur laughter of the Chief of Colima, in the persistent shout of Yanshan, the high palanquin gradually moved away, heading towards the northern sky of the Colima great volcano. The four-thousand-meter active volcano emits smoke, rolling with terrible divine power. And all the Colima tribespeople along the way, piously kneeled beside the road, kowtowing towards the distant passing palanquin.

This is precisely, after a steady rule of thirty years, an almost never mistaken, gradually mythologized divine leader, that indisputable tribal prestige, that overpowering divine descendant force!...

The volcano is a surging silence. If the Colima great volcano is a symbol of surge, then six hundred miles to the east, the Tancitaro volcano in the Capital County, is a model of silence. This three-thousand-four-hundred-meter-high volcano has been silent for two hundred thousand years and seems to remain silent. And the gold mines, jade mines, sulfur mines, obsidian mines at the foot of the volcano symbolize past glorious surge.

From the foot of the volcano all the way to the East, a mere sixty or seventy miles distance, lies the bustling Blackstone City mining area. Just like the thick smoke emitted by the volcano rising day and night, swallowing and spitting the power of bronze and coal.

And twenty miles further east, between the mountains, nestled beside a quiet little lake, is an even quieter Temple. The carvings of the Goddess of Spring, dance gracefully on the four walls of the temple, displaying enchanting allure. Yet that secluded courtyard, along with tightly guarded samurais, signifies a certain specialness, different from any other Goddess Temple...