After hearing what Tesosomok said, Ella stopped in place.

"In that case, Tessosomok, honestly answer my last question," Ella said. "Are there any local prisoners of war locked up in a cell waiting for sacrifice? Just like what I had encountered at that time?"

"Sir God, I don't want to lie to you." Tessomok replied seriously, "Of course there are. At that time, we captured many prisoners of war, but until now, Osomarit may not have used up. Have you seen slaves or something today? Most of them are prisoners of war at that time. They usually work as slaves, but when the festival comes, some of them will be sent to the altar and used as sacrifices."

"As I expected." Ella shook her head helplessly, "Since that's the case, let's release them today."

Hearing this sentence, Tessosomok's face changed suddenly: "I am forgiving, Lord God, this is not wise."

Since the Aztlans were regarded as the messenger of the feathered snake god, this is the first time that Ella saw Tessomok objecting to her words so firmly. She glanced at Tessomok in surprise, but saw Tessomok lowering her head and explaining:

"These slaves are the private property of local wealthy people. Your behavior will arouse the Aztlans' resentment to the Feathered Snake God. I know that Feathered Snake God hates human sacrifices, but human sacrifices are now an indispensable part of the Aztlan Empire, which involves the interests of all aspects of the class. Unless the Feathered Snake God shows the power that is sufficient to make people obey, no, even if it shows such power, there will still be people who object."

"Dare they against God?"

"No one dares to oppose God, but some people will oppose you." Tessormok continued to lower his head, "They will say you are a liar, and even if you show miracles, they will say it is witchcraft. I know this is stupid, it will disgust the Feathered Snake God, and even leave Aztland directly because of this. However, the stupid people in the world are the majority. The huge Aztland Empire will never be changed by your words - it is impossible. It is a very long process to make people accept the Feathered Snake God's concept."

"The way of thinking should be broad, Tessomok. If we have occupied this city-state, it is indeed meaningless to release these prisoners of war. But now, this city-state belongs to Osomalit."

Tessosomok did not understand the meaning of Ella's words and was stunned for a moment.

"When the locals are released, the sacrifice is replaced by the people of Osomarit - after passing this sentence to every elder of Karpleil, where can Osomarit go to recruit soldiers?"

"This cannot!" Tessomok shouted, "The people of Osomalite are those of our Three-state Alliance, and the locals are conquered by us! The sacrifices of the Three-state Alliance and the release of the locals are unfounded and will shake the ruling foundation of the Aztland Empire!"

"This is not a mortal fight, but a fight of gods, so there is evidence to be found. The Sun God of War asked its believers to expel the Feathered Snake God, and the Feathered Snake God fought back - in your myth, haven't the Smoke Mirror and the Feathered Snake God been fighting each other and destroying the world? It is natural for the Sun God of War and the Feathered Snake God to fight."

Ella looked at Tessosomok meaningfully.

"Trakopan's strength ranks third among the city-states of the Aztland Empire. You brought back the feathered snake god. Even if people respect you and value you, when the other two states began to believe in the feathered snake god, where is your city-state's advantage over them? Tessomok, the feathered snake god only gave you an opportunity, and how to seize this opportunity depends on your wisdom, courage, and courage."

"Wisdom...and courage?"

"I think the only one who hates the Feather Snake God is your alliance. And the many city-states that you conquered by you - they are probably going to like the Feather Snake God more."

Tessomok first showed a little confusion. But as he gradually understood the meaning of Ella's words, this confusion turned into a profound and terrifying ambition.

This is what Ella wants. The staff meeting has decided to support Tesosomok and avoid the battle between the Pirate Kingdom and the Aztland Empire. In this case, Natsomok makes things bigger in the Aztland Empire, the better.

"Sir, what should I do?"

"I don't know Aztland, so I can't give you too much advice," said Ella. "But I know, first of all, we have to take this city-state before we can tell everyone that the feathered snake god will change the order of Aztland!"

Tessomok subconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. Suddenly, his body shuddered and turned his head to ask the two soldiers who were supporting him: "Do you smell anything?"

Ella sniffed through her nose, and she could indeed smell a faint fragrance. She felt that the fragrance was very familiar, but she couldn't remember what it was. But Tessomok had already shouted: "This is the incense that invalidates the protection of the Sun God of War!"

"Incense?"

"We don't have magic left, so it doesn't matter." Tessomok looked around alertly, "But why does the smell of incense appear here? Where did it float?"

Azt's warriors suddenly shrank their formation and protected Tesosomok and Ella in the middle. Several warriors on the outermost sides carefully dispersed with their weapons, looking for the origin of the fragrance.

"It's okay to poison the body, why does Osomarit use this incense?" Ella was puzzled, "They were also protected by the Sun God of War. Using this incense has not banned their own magic?"

"Tratoani, the fragrance comes from this direction!"

"Tratoani, from this direction!"

"Tratoani, this is the direction..."

Each samurai searched for found the source of the fragrance, and each person pointed to a different house. In the low building complex where they were, each house was emitting a smell of incense.

The formation of the Aztlans couldn't help but become closer - they realized that they were surrounded,

"This is impossible." Ella's eyes widened in disbelief, "Osomalit would not have predicted that we would come here! This makes no sense!"

"If it weren't for Osomalite, then it was this part of Kalpri spontaneous." Tesosomok spat on the ground, "How did this guy Osomalite manage here?"

"Tratoani?"

An Aztlan warrior turned around and made a gesture to ask whether he would attack these houses.

Tessomok shook his head. Suddenly, he raised his head and shouted:
Chapter completed!