Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!-Chapter 1804 - 1294: Thunderbolt Divine Might... We Truly Are Brothers!..._2

"The young man agreed, and then the fleet set sail. Beautiful songs floated on the boat, like the surge of tides. He listened, enchanted by the music, until they reached land. Unable to resist, he wanted to see the source of the singing, to see the singers..."

"The young man opened his eyes, only to find the fleet had already arrived at the riverbank of the Great Island. The tribes on the boat were agape, using long spoons to scoop water, then sipping it. In unison, they praised, 'This water is so good! This water is so sweet!'. They laughed together, stripped off their clothes on the boat, embraced each other, and began to copulate..."

"Ah! The young man widened his eyes, unable to suppress an exclamation... Afterwards, he was thrown off the boat by the fleet, directly onto the shore... He fell into a deep sleep and had a long dream. In the dream, he once again saw that hideous old chieftain... The old chieftain, however, smiled and said to him..."

"Young man! I am not human, I am the King of Salmon, a sacred fish! You fell into the entrance of the Netherworld of Thousand Islands, and it was I who pulled you out of the waves, saving your life. You slept by my side for a night, which was an entire year. And my migrating kin, who come to spawn, gathered around you and sent you back to the shore of Maoshili Island!..."

"Therefore, from now on, you need to hold a Salmon Festival in the autumn! Offer drinks to me, using fish bones as a medium for the altar, and I will be most grateful, letting the fish accompany your tribe... If you do not do this, the fish will drift away. And when you and your descendants go out to sea to fish again, you will fall into the Netherworld of Thousand Islands, never able to return!..."

"O protecting Divine Might! This young fisherman is the ancestor of our Northern Remaining Division! He made a covenant of tribal perpetuity with the sacred salmon Divine Might!... Since then, our Bei Yu Various Factions have continued on the seaside. And long after, from the north of the Great Island, to Birch Tai and Thousand Islands, wherever the fish swim past, there will be the future continuation of our tribe!..."

The passed-down ballad flows from the mouth of the Thousand Island Shell, like a clear stream merging into the vast sea. The tribespeople of the harbor listened quietly, listening to the myth of tribal origin, showing peaceful smiles on their faces and fully lowering the weapons in their hands.

At this moment, the tribespeople of the Cold Swamp Tribe have completely believed that this fleet appearing on the northern sea is a brotherly tribe of common bloodline, with the same heritage, a brother tribe coming from afar!

However, Great Chief Bei Yu Nizhao still squinted, far from being as simple as his clansmen. He closely observed the longship's strong Armored Warriors and archers, all with bewildered expressions, seemingly not understanding the Ainu people's ballad. Only a few rowing oarsmen calmly smiled at the ballad, clearly of lower status, without any armor.

"O Ancestor Divine Might!... This so-called Thousand Islands Great Tribe, their warriors, have almost no Ainu people!... Their origins are indeed very suspicious, very suspicious indeed!..."

Great Chief Bei Yu Nizhao frowned, looking at the Thousand Island Shell who had finished singing the ballad. He still showed suspicion, questioning once again.

"Heirs of the Thousand Islands Great Tribe! You indeed possess the heritage of the Northern Excess Tribes, with the same origin as us!... But why do the faces of the warriors by your side resemble the strange appearance of the northern Shandan?... And the 'Sea and Thunderbolt' Divine Might you worship, is the most powerful, yet the most unwilling to protect the village's Natural Divine Might! In my past forty years, I have never heard of any tribe receiving the protection of Thunderbolt Divine Might, possessing the power of thunderbolt!..."

"Ah! Witness the Ancestor's Divine Might! They are indeed Shandan warriors, but have already joined the tribe! And the thunderbolt's Divine Might, indeed shelters us!... We truly came with good intentions, you must believe me... Uh? Uh! Ancestor?..."

Zuwaro gently extended his palm, pinching the cheek of the Thousand Island Shell, halting his wife's anxious explanations and rebuttals. He squinted his eyes, standing at the bow of the ship, coldly watching Great Chief Bei Yu Nizhao. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

From the other's questioning expression, he sensed some familiar aura. Although the Ainu Tribe of the south, and the Mountain Deer Tribe of the north, seemed distinctly different, with a much gentler temperament. But this familiar aura always appeared on the chieftains of the Western Sea Tribes, vastly different from the simple Eastern Sea Tribes! These Western Sea Tribes' chieftains cannot be easily persuaded merely with words and goodwill...

"The Divine Might of Sea and Thunderbolt protects our Thousand Islands Great Tribe! This needs no explanation! I, Great Chief Zuwaro, as the Shaman Chieftain of the tribe, will personally prove it to you!..."

Zuwaro, with a murderous expression, gazed intensely into the eyes of Bei Yu Nizhao, announcing word by word in his not-so-fluent Ainu Language.

Seeing the murderous intent on the other's face, the Cold Swamp Tribe's Great Chief Bei Yu Nizhao also instantly grew alert, slightly arching his habit, ready to leap and dodge. However, he watched Zuwaro slowly extend his right hand, seeing three longships reveal a peculiar, golden long tube, pointing skyward. Then, some fully armed warriors held torches and did something behind the long tube. The armored archers on the ship all knelt on the ground, sincerely chanting prayers towards the tube's direction.

"Great Divine Spirit of the Sea and Thunderbolt, Chief Divine protect us! Thunderbolt descends to the human realm..."

"Uh? What are they doing?..."

Under the puzzled gaze of Great Chief Bei Yu Nizhao, amongst the prayers of the people on the longship, under the Cold Swamp Tribe's watch, the heavy long tubes aimed precisely at the clear sky, suddenly unleashed an extraordinarily terrifying three thunderbolts!

"Boom!… Boom!… Boom!!…"

"Ah!... Ah!... Ah!!..."

Thunderbolt appeared, deafening, shaking the hearts of the tribespeople! Cold Swamp Tribe's Great Chief was greatly frightened immediately! He turned to flee in terror, but staggered, falling headfirst into the seaside mud. When he finally lifted his head painfully, he saw the tribes at the port, all panicked, rolling like fish eggs on the ground!

"Ah!... Ah!..."

"It is… it's… truly the Divine Might of Thunderbolt! It's an unprecedented, powerful thunderbolt Divine Might!..."

"Ah! Ah this! Thunderbolt Divine Might showed its presence!...."

"Chie... chief? Was the chief struck down by thunderbolt?... No, no! The thunderbolts were aimed at the sky, not at the tribe… Look, the chief has gotten up, he is walking… walking towards the Great Tribe's people!"

After quite a moment, Great Chief Bei Yu Nizhao finally managed to get up, staggering towards the longship. He looked in awe at the golden smoking "Divine Might Artifact", then lowered his head deeply, a grand gesture of intertribal meeting. Then, with eyes full of eagerness and sincerity, a most genuine smile on his face, he shouted towards Zuwaro, who was smiling at the bow of the ship, and the stunned Thousand Island Shell.

"Ah! Witness the Ancestor's Divine Might! Ainu people never lie… mighty Thousand Islands Great Tribe, indeed, our tribal heritage is truly connected! You are indeed… indeed one of our branches of the Northern Excess Tribes, our long-lost brother tribe!..."

"Brothers reunited, it is truly a joyous day of drinking and grilling meat! I, the Chieftain of the Cold Swamp Tribe, sincerely invite you to our tribe as guests!... We will hold the most enthusiastic ceremony, singing the ballads of our tribal heritage, welcoming the Thousand Islands Great Tribe, welcoming the arrival of the brother clansmen!..."