The green light of the lioness goddess Sekhmet shone below, and the Mayan people stood up one after another.
Of course, that was because these people were already unable to stand up.
Because this natural disaster has already made these people's lives a life worse than death.
For those people living in the rainforest, the horror brought by this natural disaster was almost as great as if the Hebrew Empire had launched a war here.
The Mayan people have long looked like dead trees swallowed by the rainforest.
There was no life in it, and it even emitted a slight fishy odor.
That is the breath of life dying.
The green light of the lioness goddess Sekhmet pours down from the top of the rainforest pyramid.
The emerald-colored river warmly enveloped every Mayan citizen here in the blink of an eye.
Even the stone painting of the feathered serpent god Kukulkan on the stone wall seemed to be lit up, emitting bursts of light.
Among them, a Mayan tribesman was curled up in the corner of the stone platform, so thin that his ribs were clearly visible.
His lips were cracked like a dry riverbed exposed to the sun.
His hands were shaking, and he was still holding a small piece of broken corn the size of a finger.
Even when he held the food, he was too weak to chew it.
His stomach felt like it was being twisted by a knife, his eyes were empty and his breath was weak.
I may collapse at any time and never wake up again.
The moment the green light enveloped him, a low groan came from his dry throat, and then his hands miraculously regained their strength.
He slowly stood up, his eyes flashing green.
"Quetzalcoatl Kukulkan... is that you?"
He whispered, his voice hoarse, and pushed himself up to stand.
Several tribesmen next to him were half leaning against the stone wall, and one of them had his left leg broken by a wooden beam that collapsed in the flood.
The man's bone pierced his skin, and the wound had long since festered, emitting a foul smell.
Pus mixed with blood flowed down the skin, flies were buzzing around him, and he could only wrap the wound with rags.
However, he could not hide the severe pain, nor could he stop the flies and maggots from gnawing at his wounds.
Every breath he took felt like being cut by a knife, sweat soaked his forehead, and his consciousness was teetering on the edge of coma.
The green light penetrated into the wound, and the pus miraculously dissipated in an instant.
The broken bones also made a slight crackling sound and slowly healed.
He suddenly opened his eyes and tentatively stood up. Although his legs were weak, they no longer hurt. So he touched his recovered skin in shock.
"My legs...I can stand up!"
He shouted, his voice trembling and his eyes full of disbelief.
He stroked the smooth skin of his legs with trembling hands, trying to confirm that this was not an illusion or a dream.
The one with more serious injuries collapsed in the corner of the stone chamber. His right arm was broken by a huge rock in the flood. The broken part was bloody and the bone was exposed, which had already turned black and rotted.
The stench of infection was everywhere, his fever was high, and his forehead was burning.
His lips were chapped, his eyes were dull, and his breath was weak.
Even his fellow tribesmen had to avoid him because they knew he was doomed to die.
They were afraid that his breath of death would infect their already weak bodies.
He could only pray to "Mother Jungle" to take away his pain, as he had already given up hope of living.
The green light surged in like a tide, seeping into the remaining arm. The rotten flesh peeled off at a speed visible to the naked eye. New muscles were actually growing slowly, and the broken bones were reconnected.
He took a sharp breath and regained consciousness from the fog.
Although the remaining arm had not fully recovered, the bleeding had stopped and the severe pain had disappeared.
He struggled to stand up, tears streaming down his face, his voice choked with sobs: “God…God saved me!”
"Who is it? Is the great Quetzalcoatl back?!"
The tribesmen began to walk out of the rainforest pyramid, and what they saw was a strange god.
Holy Egyptian gods.
The Mayan Lord Bigtik looked at the scene in amazement.
The Mayan lord then shouted loudly: "Sekhmet! It is the grace of the Holy Egyptian Lioness!"
When they heard their king say this, one of the priests also shouted loudly.
He held up his feathered scepter, and the green light reflected his eyes of reverence: "She gave us a new life!"
The mother in the rainforest pyramid slowly opened her eyes and was shocked to find her dying child's fingers moving slightly. She hugged the child tightly, tears dripping down her face: "We...we survived..."
"I'm not dead! I'm still alive! The Lioness God saved me!"
"I'm still alive! Still alive!"
"I can stand up!"
At this time, the tired tribesmen in the stone chamber stood up one by one, and their original groans and despair were replaced by exclamations.
The Mayan people emerged from the rainforest pyramid. They looked at the lioness goddess Sekhmet and bowed down to her excitedly.
"Thank you for saving us! Great God!"
"Thank you for saving our child!"
"Thank you...thank you..."
The sounds of the rainforest became noisy, and everywhere there were voices of people expressing their gratitude.
Generally speaking, if a king sees such a scene, where his people are worshipping other gods, he would feel somewhat uncomfortable.
This is also part of Lin Ke’s plan.
He could tell what kind of person the Mayan lord was by his reaction.
If he feels angry and ashamed because of this, then Lin Ke can later strip him of his power and find a new leader for Maya.
Of course, this might result in the Mayan feathered serpent god Kukulkan being unable to show up to help Holy Egypt later, but for Holy Egypt, one main god is no longer enough.
So Lin Ke doesn't care about these.
What he cared more about was whether the Mayan lord Bigtik was a king who loved his people as he had judged.
That way, things become much simpler.
Then, Lin Ke can trust this Mayan lord Bigtik.
After all, there had been some minor frictions between Holy Egypt and Maya in the past.
If you want long-term cooperation, you must keep your eyes open and choose your partners well.
So, Lin Ke just kept watching the other party's reaction. He did not see any anger or any kind of unbearableness from the Mayan Lord Bigtik.
He only saw that the Mayan Lord smiled happily when he saw his people bowing down to the lioness god.
So Lin Ke turned around.
The Holy Egyptian Alliance can now add another member.
"Apep, go on."
"You know what to do."
As soon as Lin Ke finished speaking, Apep sucked his tongue a few times.
It blinked a few times and seemed very excited.
As long as it can devour something, it will look like this.
Then, Apep opened his mouth wide and began to swallow the mud that had accumulated into pools and the fallen trees.
“Hurrum…”
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