Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!-Chapter 1735 - 1240: The Night Demon Descends, Utterly Shocking! (Part 2)

"Brother Peng! You must remember, cunning is the way of survival for the weak, and also the sorrow of the weak! When you can talk with your fists, why use deceptive words?… In the end, these are all empty! Long-term schemes are indeed hard to guarantee, but there's no other way…"

"Ancestor's blessing! Right now, finding a path of survival for our Feather Clan is the most practical! The situation on the Northern Continent, especially the crucial bronze smelting, copper mining areas, trade routes, is all controlled by the coastal strongholds of the Kingdom!… Our Feather Clan migrated north, it was a difficult journey, people's hearts grew weary, and the losses to our main force were hard to replenish, relying only on the last two thousand Clan Warriors… If we keep pushing hard, the tribes will keep fighting less and become weaker!…"

"I've thought it over, we fled to the Northern Land, escaped the Mexica people's attacks and sacrifices, now it's time to plan a stable future. The Northern Land is so vast, beyond my imagination, enough to accommodate a territory for the Feather Clan! And this path… I fear we ultimately still need to convert to the Chief Divine, surrender to the Kingdom, and find a good place bestowed upon us! As for the exact location, I still don't know enough, I can only inquire and ponder along the northern migration… Ideally deep inland, far from the Kingdom's stronghold, with rivers and mines, where we can farm peacefully… ah, such a good place!…"

"Ah? Three Gods!… Clan Leader, we've fought for ten years, and in the end, we still have to convert to the Mexica Chief Divine, surrender to the Mexica people?!…"

Upon hearing his uncle's plan, nephew Brother Peng was shocked, first showing intense reluctance on his face, then unconsciously revealing a slight ease and relief. He pondered silently for a moment and asked quietly with doubt.

"Huh? Uncle, since you say we should surrender… why don't we just stay here and let the Little Black Crow connect us to the Mexica people directly?…"

"Haha! Brother Peng, you're still too young!… First, we surrender to the Kingdom of the Lake, to certain factions within it that need us, not to the distant Mexica Alliance…"

Old Feather Pengguari squinted his small eyes, pacing in the shadows, patiently analyzing with Brother Peng.

"Secondly, we can't turn to the Little Black Crow! Why? Because he's too young, his status isn't high enough, he simply can't offer a suitable price! Surrendering to him now… he'll only sell us out to pave his own way upwards!…"

"Ancestor's witness! I've wandered around for ten years, which clan in the world haven't I been to? I'm well-experienced!… I've sold so many Divines, so much Nnobility, now selling this last deal, bringing myself and the clan onto the stage… we have to find someone who can offer a price, find the most suitable time, sell for the highest price!…"

"Finally, you say, in this vast Northern Land, who needs us the most, and who can offer this highest price?"

"Uh…"

Nephew Brother Peng scratched his head, thought hard for a while, and tentatively asked.

"Uncle, the clan migrated and plundered along the way, it seems no one needs us? But if we talk about who can offer the highest price, it's surely the Songbird High Priest in the Kingdom of the Lake on the Northern Continent, in Thunder Town…"

"Songbird Priest, Reagan Town, over a thousand li north! And between lies Fish Mountain Village…"

Old Feather Pengguari's mouth curled up, this was information provided by this so-called "good grandson"… oh no, now already "close grandson" Little Black Crow. Thinking of this, he licked his dry lips and coldly laughed meaningfully.

"Brother Peng, sometimes, when there's no need, you can create the need! Just like the Little Black Crow doesn't need a son, but we still need to make him one... The Songbird High Priest will need us, we can help him a lot, and if not, we can create huge trouble… So, he needs to offer a high price to recruit us, and we can do all sorts of dirty work for him!…"

"Ah? Uh... I seem to understand. Uncle, you're so clever!…"

Nephew Brother Peng actually didn't understand, but was once again greatly shocked. He bowed his head respectfully and saluted the rogue uncle.

"Ah! Fate… Divine will… it's like that… Like the wind blowing away feathers… hmm… hmm?…"

Feather Pengguari sighed twice, again gazed toward the horizon, staring at the East before dawn, and lowly chanted half a verse of poetry. Then, maintaining the elegant posture of the honorable nobility, he remained motionless like a statue for a long time, but struggled to recite the graceful second half of the verse… 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Uh? Uncle? It's almost dawn… Should I go back and rest for a while?…"

"Damn! Rest my ass! Listen to me recite poetry! I've bottled up a gut of anger, just about to shout it out!…"

Feather Pengguari boiled up for a long time, anger welled up from his heart. He fiercely flung the precious Heritage Feather Crown from his head, hurling it directly from the fortress wall into the muddy blood below. Then, under his nephew's aghast gaze, Old Feather ripped off the ceremonial dress embroidered with butterflies, tossing it onto the trees.

After a chaotic destruction of flowers and grasses, Old Feather finally vented his anger. Bare-chested and barefoot, he danced the bird dance atop the dark-red bloody fortress wall, wearing a grim and reckless smile on his face. He laughed somewhat frantically like this, singing out the poetic chaos in his heart, singing out the poetic madness of this life!

"Ah ha ha! The Night Demon descends from the night sky, descends upon me! Throwing off the heavy feather crown on my head, shedding these clothes of a Divine Descendant, throwing noble honor into the mud, truly makes me incredibly happy!…"

"Ah ha ha! I was once a feather, I was once a butterfly. That feather was truly beautiful, that butterfly was truly damned beautiful!…"

"Ah ha ha! But they were all lies, all temporary false laughter! Glory is only the cage of death, faith is only the despair of sacrifice! I've been fighting for a damned long time, been watching the living die, and been tightly gripped by the shadow's big hand, making my vibrant heart beat rapidly!…"

"Ah ha ha! As a young man I feared death! I betrayed everything, just to live for myself, then for the clan!… Ah ha ha! As an old man I fled far away, only for the clan's survival, then for the living clan leader!…"

"Ah ha ha! I've been fleeing for ten years, now I'm damned old! That feather falls into the mud, embeds into the crawling snake, becomes a feathered serpent! That butterfly falls into the forest, is eaten by the spider on the web, so the spider grows wings!…"

"Ah ha ha! The feathered serpent that flies, the winged spider that flies, they are both poisonous and quick! But me? I'm a snake born from feathers, a spider grown from wings, a Night Demon who eats people at night! So I'm quick and poisonous, even monkeys can't chase me, swallowing crows in a bite!…"

"Ah ha ha ha! I am not the glorious feather, that guy has long since died… I am the Night Demon transformed from feathers, I'm quick and poisonous, and damn it's good to be fast and toxic! Ah ha ha ha ha! This life is so damn good!…"

"Ah! Uncle?!…"

Nephew Brother Peng widened his eyes, deeply shocked for the third time. He had never seen his uncle like this, like possessed by a Night Demon, yet so real, so distant! He backed away two steps, trembling in fear, silently praying to the heavens for various Divines to drive away the "Night Demon" descended upon his uncle.

"Three Gods! Chief Divine!… I beg you, no matter which Great Divine Spirit, please dispel the Night Demon upon Uncle!…"

Accompanied by Brother Peng's prayer, Feather's frantic laughter suddenly stopped, like an owl having its neck cut off. Carefully raising his head, Brother Peng saw the first ray of dawn illuminate from the East, falling into Feather Pengguari's eyes.

The dawn revealed, the dawn arrived. Old Feather stood stiffly like this, gazing at the sun, until the dawn filled his pupils, until the sunlight shone all over… until his face was full of tears, while the ten-year Night Demon finally faded into memory, before he suddenly let out a hoarse shout!

"Sun's Chief Divine! I, Feather, convert to you now! Give the clan a bright path of survival! And please give me one too…"