Shen Xiaobao stared at the Quetzalcoatl in front of him.
Quetzalcoatl was enormous, with just a snake head and a small snake body, comparable to Mount Tai.
call--
Quetzalcoatl spread out the huge white wings on its body. The wings were covered with feathers, each of which was bigger than a truck, and the feathers were flying everywhere.
"roar!"
The white-browed tiger was unable to move due to the terrifying divinity and let out a roar.
Shen Xibao smiled.
"It's said that the Mayans worshipped the Quetzalcoatl for generations, even offering their own people as sacrifices."
"Now that I've seen it, Lord Quetzalcoatl is truly divine and powerful. The Mayans were able to become the most powerful nation in the world in ancient times, and it's not in vain."
But his words were met with indifference from Quetzalcoatl.
The Quetzalcoatl opened its bloody mouth and spoke the ancient Mayan language.
"God from the East, I didn't show up to listen to your boring flattery."
Shen Xibao smiled and responded in the ancient Mayan language.
"Quetzalcoatl-sama said so. I think Quetzalcoatl-sama will show up because I am interested in the previous conversation."
Quetzalcoatl was speechless.
The eyes are like snakes, revealing a deep meaning, the meaning of which is self-evident.
Shen Yubao said.
"Mayan mythology has faded, and the Mayan kingdom on earth is almost extinct. Even if there are still descendants, they have forgotten their Mayan identity and the once glorious Mayan kingdom. Some of them have even dispersed."
"It seems impossible to recreate the splendor of Mayan mythology..."
When Shen Xibao said this, Quetzalcoatl finally spoke.
"God of the East, if you have come here to criticize my Mayan mythology, even if my Mayan mythology is in decline, it is not something that any foreign god can humiliate in person."
Quetzalcoatl spewed out its snake tongue, and as it spit out the tongue, a bloody mist spread out from its mouth.
The essence is the murderous aura of the gods.
For the gods of declining myths, what they hate most is the mention of their decline.
Just as Quetzalcoatl was about to make a move.
Shen Xibao said calmly.
"Lord Quetzalcoatl, please be patient. I know what I said is true. You cannot deny it. What I said is the truth. It is difficult to revive the glory of Mayan mythology. I have a way."
"All he needs to do is return to the mortal world, cultivate new believers, gather the descendants of the Mayans, and rebuild the Quetzalcoatl Temple in the rainforest on earth..."
Quetzalcoatl interrupted Shen Xibao again.
"How could I not know what you said? Although it's easy for you to say, reality doesn't allow it. The gods cannot easily descend to the human world."
"Especially for a declining myth like us, if we want to regain our followers and rebuild our kingdom of faith, other myths won't agree."
The next second after he finished speaking, Shen Xibao took over the conversation.
"What if the other myths agree? Or, in other words, if we descend into the mortal world, the other myths won't dare to interfere."
Quetzalcoatl looked over.
Shen Xibao didn't keep anyone in suspense and spoke word by word.
"Lord Quetzalcoatl, the times have changed. The upper realm of the gods is about to usher in earth-shaking upheavals. I come not on behalf of the Heavenly Court, but on behalf of the newborn Infected Mythology."
"My infected mythology hereby supports Mayan mythology, and even the three major Mayan mythologies. Joining forces with us infected mythologies, we will break the mythological order of the upper world and re-create a mythological order that belongs to us."
"When the order changes, whether or not to descend upon the living world will be decided by us."
In words.
The Quetzalcoatl's pupils trembled slightly, and it keenly sensed that Shen Xibao's aura had changed.
A thick black liquid flowed out.
It gave off a strange and uncomfortable aura.
final.
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