Tláloc and Xipe Tótec stared in astonishment at the newly arrived Susanoo, who walked slowly toward them and, with a swift movement of his katana, cleaned off the blood. When it touched the ground, it corroded the area around it.
Cihuacóatl also looked surprised, but annoyed at the same time. She could not believe what she was seeing. That a mere man or god had ended Cipactli’s life with a single strike was terrifying.
Immediately, the monster began emanating poisonous blood from its wound. When the Toltec gods saw this, they tried to flee, but Susanoo did not move.
Then, with a movement of his katana, he stopped the monster’s blood in the air. It remained floating in the sky like enormous purple droplets.
“We shall not commit the same mistake we made in Ontario,” Susanoo said, and by moving his katana, he gathered all the beast’s blood into an enormous sphere of poison. Then, raising his sword toward the sky, he sent the monster’s blood away from where he stood.
The blood moved toward the firmament, but floating there was Tul, who, using her Jeel ability, turned all of Cipactli’s poisonous blood into water.
The gigantic drop of water then headed toward the city of Tula, threatening to destroy it. But Tania was down below, and covering her hand with steam, she launched a gust of wind toward the drop, quickly evaporating all of the beast’s blood. Only a fresh drizzle was felt in the city.
Tláloc and Xipe Tótec were stunned to see the gods of Orniskem arrive, and by the incredible power they had just displayed to destroy a monster as powerful as Cipactli.
“Hey, do you want me to keep you a souvenir of your victory?” a woman’s voice was heard.
“Hai, Ana-hime,” Susanoo replied.
Then Cipactli’s gigantic body disappeared completely, as if it had never existed. After that, Ana appeared with her hand raised. She had sent the beast’s body into her dimensional pocket.
Cihuacóatl watched with a look of uncertainty at the arrival of the gods of Orniskem and their absurd power.
“How is this possible? Does the anti-divinity barrier not affect them?” the Chichimeca goddess wondered in frustration.
Then a lightning bolt struck near the Chichimeca goddess, who avoided it with great difficulty. Cihuacóatl turned and realized that Menrva, elegantly wearing her golden centurion armor, had attacked her.
“Do not think you have won so easily!” the Chichimeca goddess shouted furiously.
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At that moment, hundreds of zombies began emerging from the ground.
“Ew, gross. She’s summoning tzitzimime,” Tul said while continuing to float in the sky.
The monstrous tzitzimime began slowly advancing toward Susanoo and the two Toltec gods, while blood emanated from their eyes and mouths.
The terrible undead were female and had hands and hearts hanging from their necks. They also wore dirty, tattered clothes. Their nails were long, and their bodies were skeletal. Serpents peeked out from their lower backs.
“This looks mighty depressin’. We oughta give it a bit o’ color, meow,” a woman’s voice was heard.
Beneath the terrible living dead, very beautiful flowers appeared. The stinking zombies stopped to see what was happening.
Only a fresh current of air could be felt, and petals flew elegantly over the meadow, like a spring breeze. Then half of the zombies fell to the ground, torn to pieces.
At the end of the flower meadow stood Freyja with her spear raised in front of her. The goddess quickly made a swift movement with her spear to clean it in the air.
“I’ll leave the rest to you, Loki, meow,” Freyja said with a smile.
“Those things are dead, right?” a man’s voice was heard.
Immediately, the rest of the tzitzimime petrified and turned to dust. Loki, walking through the dust cloud created by the breeze of the undead ashes, advanced with a wicked smile.
“What a damn shame! This ain’t even a challenge!” Loki said as he turned to look at Cihuacóatl.
The Chichimeca goddess was terrified and furious. Then the goddess raised her hand, and the area turned completely dark.
“That monster again?” Menrva asked while still floating in the sky.
Claws grabbed Menrva’s head, but when they tried to tear it off, the beast’s nails broke, making the monster release a deafening shriek.
“What an insignificant attack!” Menrva said with a smile.
“That was, what? Camasos?” a woman’s voice asked.
“Camazotz, you mare! It is a very easy name to say,” a man’s voice replied.
“Bah! Like it matters,” the woman answered.
At that moment, Camazotz appeared, but he was being struck by an extremely powerful kick from Epona. Her attack was so strong that it emitted a flash in the darkness.
“Now, let’s see the strength of that mystical weapon from the trial,” Epona said after leaving the terrible bat monster badly wounded.
Like lightning, Camazotz’s head fell to the ground, making the whole world clear again. Anpiel had been the one who decapitated the monster using the golden macuahuitl. The angel had his white wings spread and wore his malak armor.
“This weapon is fabulous,” Anpiel said excitedly, as he fell elegantly to the ground and made his white wings disappear.
Camazotz’s body fell from the sky, but Ana made it disappear by storing it inside her dimensional pocket.
“You can probably get something from that beast for your ingredients, Tul,” Ana said with a smile.
“Thank you, ch’úupal,” the rabbit goddess replied very cheerfully.
Tania, Ana, Epona, Susanoo, Freyja, Loki, Tul, and Anpiel gathered together and stood before the goddess Cihuacóatl, who still could not understand what was happening.
Tláloc and Xipe Tótec stared in surprise at the increase in the divine power of the gods of Orniskem.
“They passed the trial, without a doubt. They have the golden macuahuitl,” Tláloc said.
“The trial was definitely a success,” Xipe Tótec added.
Anpiel placed the macuahuitl on his shoulder and looked at the Chichimeca goddess with a challenging smile.
“We have come to see Huitzilopochtli. Is he home?” the malak asked in Nahuatl.