Chapter 1229: Follow the Edict and Choose by Heaven

After Chen Chuan arrived in Kavatua, he did not rush to do anything, but instead toured Kavatua.

Except for Mount Turama, which is located at the highest point, and the Great Altar of Hatikhan on it, entry to other temples is allowed.

The remaining natural spirits are enshrined inside, as well as some spirits reserved for nobles and commoners to worship on their own.

The names of these spirits may be passed down orally, or they may be simply heard from others and thought to sound good, or they may be worshipped by the family.

In fact, most of these spirits no longer exist. They just choose a guardian spirit to seek peace of mind according to custom, because in the belief of the first people, in addition to those high gods, every first person has his or her own spirit.

When Chen Chuan arrived for the tour, the priest in the temple told him that even though he was an outsider, as long as he was on the land of Yinglu, everyone could obtain his own spirit, so he could also worship one there.

Chen Chuan glanced at the second me standing aside and said thank you politely, thinking that he no longer needed this.

Deputy Captain Lu had worshipped one before, not because he believed in this argument, but because he did it in order to integrate into the place.

However, he thought that it was right for Chen Chuan not to do so. If a fighter as powerful as Chen Chuan still needed the protection of natural spirits, it would certainly respect the customs and make the people of Kavatua feel close to him, but it would also weaken people's impression of his strength. The disadvantages would outweigh the advantages.

As a fighter, the most important thing is to ensure the deterrence of force and make people feel fearful, rather than being a good guy. People like them can do that.

Chen Chuan was not just sightseeing. After seven or eight days, he managed to learn about the internal situation of Kavatua from various channels, including the thoughts of some common people, the needs of the nobles, and the current disputes among the upper class.

Although these are also in the information, the situation may change at any time and there is a certain possibility of distortion. However, after he understands it himself, he can make a rough judgment based on these.

At this time, he had a general understanding of the situation and had a plan in mind. He followed the rules of the Chu people and asked Xin Hongtu to convey his intention to meet and talk to the high priest.

As for when the high priest would decide to meet him, he was not in a hurry. Meeting him immediately showed that he attached greater importance to him. Even if it took some time, it would not matter. This would give the nobles on the opposite side time to react.

He is not afraid of the other party's violent reaction, so he can deal with it only if they jump out.

At the Great Altar of Hatikhan, High Priest Elipa Aqua sits at the incense-burning altar and performs daily rituals.

She is very old and no one knows her exact age. Except for her, the oldest priest in the sacrificial group is younger than her grandson.

Her face was wrinkled and lined, but her silver hair was still neatly braided into two braids.

Her body is just that of an ordinary person, but she has very strong spiritual power. This power allows her to communicate with the natural spirits of the Chu people very easily. She can communicate with the natural spirits of the entire Yinglu as long as she is willing.

At that time... maybe a hundred years ago? Or maybe even longer? She remembered that a sky full of natural spirits appeared in her dreams, as numerous as the stars. They had all kinds of tempers. Some of them broke into her mind without hesitation to scare her, some comforted and soothed her, and some came to seduce her.

In the long process of dealing with them, she also figured out how to deal with them.

Through these communications, she was able to coordinate and handle the priest affairs of tribes in various places. Even if those tribes were separated in different locations, they could be connected to each other through her.

Her memory has now declined, and she can no longer remember the names of many of her children, but she still remembers the name of every nature spirit she has ever come into contact with and can describe Their personalities and preferences.

However, most of the nature spirits were abandoned along with the great curse, and they could no longer actively enter her spiritual world.

But even now, she can still hear some sounds of sacrifice and prayer through the sacrifices of some tribal priests. If possible, she will try to communicate with the nature spirits and give some comfort and response.

When she came to Kawartua, there were many such prayer voices, but they have become fewer and fewer over the years. Last year, there were more than fifty left, but now there are less than thirteen left.

This means that those tribes and their only natural spirits disappeared together. Because sacrifices represent the inheritance of knowledge and the recognition of ancestral spirits, if even sacrifices cannot be guaranteed, the tribe will be completely without people.

And just now, she discovered that one of the communications was missing, and how long can the remaining ones last?
She couldn't help but feel sad. Was the decline of the Chu people really inevitable?
She felt the huge body of the feathered serpent under the ground, and the powerful spiritual force made her feel that her skin was sticking to the other's back. She felt a kind of fatigue, decay and pain in response, but even so, the back was still broad and still gave her a sense of security.

She let out a long sigh. She remembered when she was still a carefree little girl, she asked Ikus for a scale and placed it on the bedside. At that time, her vitality was so vigorous, and her power was as boundless as the sea.

As she was reminiscing, she suddenly heard a sound, a new sacrificial sound.

She perked up, as this meant that this tribe, which had previously been unwilling to contact them, the Zait people, were now willing to join them.

She listened carefully as the voice continued to say a name.

After listening for a while, she heard it clearly.

"Koimoi, Koimoi, has Koimoi revived..."

She murmured.

She remembered that Koimoi was an evil god. People worshipped him only because they were afraid of him. Even the nature spirits were afraid of him. Has such an evil god appeared again?
Maybe she would be very cautious before, but now she just sighed. Isn't the current Federation also an evil god? And it is an extremely powerful evil god.

So what difference does one more make?

She tried to give some response and comfort.

Just then, a deaf-mute priest walked up to her and made a series of complicated gestures to her.

"The demigod from Dashun wants to see me?"

She didn't plan to meet him. She couldn't make up her mind yet.

But when she thought of this, suddenly an ethereal and ethereal sound came from her heart.

She was stunned.

“Ex, is this the guidance you are giving me?”

She thought for a moment and said, "Then let's meet." This was the complete message that Ikus had taken the initiative to convey to her in the past few years. As a priestess, she should respect it, although she still had some doubts in her heart.

She made a few gestures, and the deaf-mute priest bowed respectfully and slowly left.

Chen Chuan originally thought that he would have to wait for a while, but he did not expect that the message he sent in the morning would receive a response before noon.

So, under the guidance of a Holy Land warrior sent by the sacrificial group, he came to a hollow audience room wrapped in gold foil in front of the Great Temple on Mount Turama.

The sunlight from outside turns into beams of light and enters here, which adds a bit of psychedelic and sacred color to the smoke from the burning incense leaves in the room.

The high priest stood waiting on his crutches.

After Chen Chuan came in, the Holy Land warrior stood guard outside. The high priest looked at him and then asked in standard Dashun dialect: "Mr. Chen, did you hear Ikus's voice?"

Chen Chuan said frankly: "What He said was too vague. I heard some of it, but I didn't hear it clearly."

The high priest was surprised to see him speaking so casually about Ikus. Even the most radical opponents were still respectful and full of awe when speaking about Ikus.

This may be because the person opposite is a demigod...

She sighed and said, "Ikus is old, and his consciousness is fragmented. Sometimes he has no coherent thoughts, sometimes he doesn't even recognize me, and sometimes his memory jumps back to the past and he mistakes me for someone else. So it doesn't matter if you don't hear everything he says, Mr. Chen."

Chen Chuan knew that this was probably the consequence of the decline in life level and strength, and it was more than that. With the decline in strength, he would most likely face infection, and then the little remaining energy would have to be used to resist and maintain himself, so it was hard for Ikus to still be struggling.

“I think the advice He gave was sound,” he said.

The high priest looked at him and said, "I don't know whether what He said is right or wrong. Maybe He has forgotten what He just said when I ask Him again. But no matter what, since He asked you, Mr. Chen, to come to me and let me make this decision, then I am willing to give it a try."

Chen Chuan nodded and said, "Then it's settled."

The high priest said, "Mr. Chen, please stay a little longer. If you leave like this, they may not feel much pressure. The longer you stay, the more worried they will be. I have some good tea to treat you. I also want to know something about Dashun. I wonder if Mr. Chen is willing to chat with an old woman like me."

Chen Chuanshuo said: "I'm happy to accompany you."

"Please take a seat."

It was not until the afternoon that Chen Chuan came out of the audience room. Deputy Headman Lu came up to him, looked at him and said, "Director?"

Chen Chuan nodded to him, and Deputy Captain Lu felt a little relieved, but this scene was seen by the guards on the side.

After the two men left, some news immediately reached the upper nobles, which immediately caused them to panic.

The two talked for several hours, and it seemed that the high priest was very likely to side with Dashun. However, if the sacrificial group sided with Dashun, then there was no need to do anything specific.
The power of the royal family and the prestige of the sacrificial group are enough to overwhelm them from within, and they will never be able to accomplish what they want.

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(End of this chapter)

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