Tessomok gathered the scattered Aztlan warriors together and sat around an open space to rest. He carefully arranged the seats of each warrior. Once the situation changed, the Aztlan warriors immediately became a well-known formation as soon as they stood up.

During this period, Izkoyatel used two wooden boards to hold Tessomok's injured foot up, while Chimal Popoka helped him find a crutch of the right length. In this way, although it was still inconvenient to move, Tessomok could at least stand up and fight with the remaining hand.

During the Aztlans' rest, Dust commanded the pirates to bring out a large iron basin, poured a bag of powder into it, and then lit a fire. For a moment, the smoke rolled. Dust didn't know where to find a half-man-tall fan, swung it hard with both hands, and fanned the smoke towards the Aztlans.

The Aztrans were surrounded by the smoke from the incense.

"Izkoyatel, Chimal Popoka, what do you think?" asked Tessomok, "He just said that he wanted to invite the Snake God to eliminate our magic."

"I don't know anything else, but my magic is not affected now." Chimal Popoka replied, "Where are you?"

Tesosomok and Izkoyater shook their heads together.

"I'm just pretending to be a ghost again, let them work," said Izkoatel. "Anyway, the more time we have, the better."

Tessomok nodded. To be safe, he took a breath of smoke and tested the magic in his body again. Sure enough, the magic was still the same as before, without any abnormality.

The Aztlands sat peacefully on the ground to rest, but Alfred and others couldn't sit still. Amy pulled Ala aside worriedly and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, what is the 32nd style of the 100-style sword technique?"

"It's a very powerful trick! Do you want to learn it? You have to join the Mistertin clan's disciple first..."

“What the hell is it?”

"It's a trick to say it, but I think I can't just say it! If there are too many people who know it, it won't work..."

"King of Sweden!" Alfred looked at Ella with a serious expression, "On the battlefield, every minute and every second will affect victory or defeat. You finally consumed the enemy's physical strength, but now they are resting there! What do you want?"

"Don't worry! My master will take action and will easily take down the three people on the other side!"

Ella's confident answer shocked Alfred. He knew that although the girl's idea was bizarre, it often had unexpected effects - could that Dust be really a master?

"King of Sweden, I, I can't fan it anymore!"

Dust's voice broke Alfred's fantasy. He sat down on a rock, talking while gasping for breath, apparently consuming a lot of energy from waving the huge fan:

"Let me find some guru who is strong to help me with it! Also, you, it's time for you to perform the ceremony!"

"Rite?" Ella was stunned for a moment and understood Dust's intention. She grabbed Amy's hand, then grabbed Alfred's hand, "Let's go, let's get on!"

"Your Majesty?" Amy looked confused, "What are we going to do?"

"Relax your hair! Hold your hands high! We are going to dance the sacrifice!"

Alfred and Amy lost their voices together: "The dance of sacrifice?"

"No? It's okay, follow me!" Ella rushed to the brazier first, "Anyway, just walk around the brazier, jump whatever you feel comfortable! Hello, don't stand stupidly, come over quickly!"

The Aztlans watched foolishly as Ella and others danced around the brazier.

"Why do you feel serious about the other side?" Tessomok frowned, "How do you feel now?"

An Aztlan warrior disappeared and said, "I feel tired again."

"Tired?" Tessomok was shocked, "Is this incense really effective?"

"No... I just saw this dance move and I was inexplicably tired."

"I mean magic!" Tessomok roared, "How is the magic? It disappeared? It weakened?"

"No," replied the Aztlan Warrior, "And I think it doesn't matter even if there is no magic, right? Tratoani, you can win three-on-one, even if you only fight hand in hand!"

"Yes." Tessosomok fell into deep thought, "But why is the opposite side so confident? Could it be that person is really a strong swordsman?"

The smoke in the basin became thicker and thicker.

"Okay, you have enough rest!" Dust slapped his thigh and stood up, "Come on duel! You have given you enough time, don't say you dare not come now!"

"Qimalpopoka, you go to the front to test later. If the opponent is a master, we will deal with it seriously. If it is easy to deal with it, then save some strength first." Tessomok whispered in Chimalpopoka's ear, "Win this duel, the opponent may not let us go. Finding an opportunity to catch the two kings on the opposite side is the most important thing, do you understand?"

Chimal Popoka and Izkoyatel nodded together. So Tesosomok stood up with a crutch. At that moment, he suddenly felt a little dizzy on his head.

“…had you sit for too long?”

He shook his head and supported his crutch to continue walking forward. But his head became more and more dizzy. After a few steps, he suddenly fell to the ground.

"Tratoani?"

Izkoyater and Chimal Popoka rushed up in a hurry. But before they could arrive at Tesosomok, Izkoyater's body suddenly softened and fell to the ground. When Chimal Popoka checked the situation of the two, they found that they were both fainting and could not wake up no matter how they were photographed.

Smoke kept rising from the brazier and rolled in the direction of the Aztlans as the fan swung. Chimal Popoka soon felt dizzy. He bit his tongue hard, kept his brain awake with the pain, and then glared at Dust fiercely with his red eyes.

"Ah, have you just discovered it now? So, the preconceived idea is really terrible."

Dust's figure slowly divided into two in Chimal Popoka's eyes.

"Incense, incense, why do you always think in the direction of incense? Because I said that? Because I induced you to use incense before? Or is it because we just danced a sacrificial dance in front of you? Why don't you think about it? Since the smell of incense can eliminate your magic, why can't I use something more suitable than incense?"

"You bastard!"

Chimal Popoka roared and rushed towards Dust. But Dust just swept his feet and fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!