“Lady Coatlicue, thank the gods you are alive!”
“It was my son… it was my son who saved me, but his body was completely mutilated… Help him, please! His wounds are not healing!”
A woman carried the horribly mutilated body of a child. The wounds were so terrible that the poor infant’s form could no longer be distinguished.
After the battle against Huitzilopochtli, Rodrigo descended to where Epona was sitting on the ground. The goddess was stunned by Rodrigo’s power.
“How did you manage that, Rodrigo?” the equine goddess asked when she saw the young man before her.
“Quetzalcóatl, the Feathered Serpent, named me his heir, and now I am able to wear his own totema,” the young man said excitedly.
“Was he your father?” Epona asked.
“No, not really,” the young man replied. “However, I could say he is a kind of father to me.”
Rodrigo gave the goddess his hand so she could stand. She accepted it and rose to her feet.
“It is over,” Epona said, relieved.
Then the goddess turned to look at her fallen friends.
“We have to help them recover,” Rodrigo said, and the equine goddess nodded.
The two gods then approached the place where Ana, Freyja, and Menrva had fallen, but before they could reach them, they began to feel unbearable heat. Rodrigo then remembered the heatwave Nanahuatzin invoked, but this felt much stronger.
“What is this energy?” Epona asked, confused, just as all the trees in Tamoanchan dried up as if turning to ash, and the lakes evaporated. The earth began to boil as if they were inside a volcanic explosion.
Rodrigo quickly turned toward the place where Huitzilopochtli had disappeared, and then he saw a red light emanating like a gigantic column of fire.
“No, this is not over yet,” Rodrigo said, pushing Epona away.
Red thunder began emanating from the column of light as all of Tamoanchan began to tremble. The ground began to break apart, while the sky started turning a darker red, with black clouds generated by steam.
“Quick, Ep!” Rodrigo shouted. “Take Ana and the others and flee from here!”
“But how do we escape?” the goddess asked, terrified as she felt the enormous power emanating from the column of fire. It was, without a doubt, something resembling Anat’s power.
“I can teleport out of this place,” Rodrigo confessed, “but I doubt that guy will let me move.”
Then a skeletal body appeared inside the column of fire. It seemed to be carbonizing inside the burning pillar while laughing uncontrollably.
“This is Huitzilopochtli’s true power,” Rodrigo confessed. “Despite the human sacrifices offered to him, it seems they were not the source of his power, and he only used their blood to keep his body healthy.”
“What do you mean?” Epona asked, confused.
“That Huitzilopochtli never used the thousands of human sacrifices made in his honor as energy,” Rodrigo replied. “But now, all that blood has taken over his body and created a new sun.”
“I will fight with you!” Epona shouted, but Rodrigo stopped her.
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“You can travel through dimensions like dreams, right?” the young man asked.
“I think… I can,” Epona replied.
“Open a portal to that world and take shelter there with the girls,” the young man replied. “I will come out victorious from this fight.”
Epona did not want to abandon the person she loved to a fight against a being that powerful, but she knew that if she stayed, she would only be a hindrance. So she nodded, very much against her will.
“I trust you, Rodrigo,” the equine goddess replied quietly, and then she flew away from there.
“Thank you, Ep,” the young man sighed as he watched the monstrous being take on a grotesque form, like a burning corpse.
“I want to assume you cannot hear me or understand me, Huitzilopochtli,” Rodrigo said. “But I am going to free you from this burden consuming your being.”
Huitzilopochtli launched an attack with his hands as if they were claws. The air he cut took the shape of a red crescent moon that struck Rodrigo’s face, burning his cheek.
However, Rodrigo’s ichor quickly healed his wound.
Huitzilopochtli threw himself at the young tannin, and with his boiling claws, caused several wounds across his body. Rodrigo tried to escape, but the god of the north threw fireballs using the serpent on his right arm, which he still carried.
Rodrigo quickly invoked his shield, but the attacks destroyed his protective field and gravely wounded the young man, who could only protect himself with his arms.
The explosions were so powerful that each time one collided with Rodrigo, a piece of Tamoanchan disappeared from the shockwave. The planet began to agonize before Huitzilopochtli’s gigantic power.
“How many lives are you carrying, king of the north?” Rodrigo asked while defending himself as best he could.
But the hummingbird god threw a powerful fire eagle with his right hand. Rodrigo could not avoid the attack, and it exploded directly against his body. Half of Tamoanchan disappeared before the powerful impact.
Rodrigo was floating in a cluster of asteroids, the only thing left after such a devastating attack.
Rodrigo’s wounds healed quickly. However, despite that, the god was not capable of counterattacking Huitzilopochtli.
“Quetzalcóatl,” Rodrigo said to himself. “Did you see this when you spoke to me about this situation? Did you know that ability was for this moment?”
Then the young tannin illuminated both his hands with white light in the shape of spheres. He quickly hurled himself toward the hummingbird god and struck him directly in the heart with both fists. The impact was so great that it destroyed what remained of Tamoanchan and caused a ripple throughout the entire galaxy.
Huitzilopochtli was left motionless by the powerful attack, but quickly recovered. However, that moment of immobility was what Rodrigo had been waiting for. With his hands still covered in light, he gripped the hummingbird god’s head with force.
However, Huitzilopochtli resisted the young tannin’s grip and tried to break free with brute force, injuring Rodrigo’s body with his claws.
“I need more strength,” Rodrigo said while continuing to squeeze the god’s head without success.
But the god of the north created a gigantic sphere of fire around his body like an imposing sun and pushed Rodrigo far away, while his hands burned from the powerful attack.
Floating in space, Rodrigo thought he would have problems with the cold of space, but he realized he did not feel it. On the contrary, he felt a very warm and familiar energy.
“That is right. I have remembered the source of Quetzalcóatl’s power. I must not fear here,” the young tannin said to himself as he prepared to attack the monstrous being again.
At that moment, Huitzilopochtli screamed like a madman at the top of his lungs, and Rodrigo realized he was about to emanate a monstrous explosion. He quickly teleported far away from that place, while watching his powerful rival completely destroy the galaxy where they had been fighting.
“This is bad,” Rodrigo said to himself. “I cannot let him destroy worlds where there is life.”
Then Rodrigo touched his heart and said:
“Open, fifth chakra!”
Rodrigo was surrounded by white light, which illuminated him as if he were a spiritual entity. Then the young man began to shout with force, and his body began transforming into a tannin. But his transformation was different now, since the young man took more the form of the Feathered Serpent than that of a humanoid with lizard traits.
Horns appeared on Rodrigo’s head, and a red-and-blue crest adorned his neck, while his eyes changed into those of an amber-colored reptile. His skin was covered in emerald-green feathers, and red claws appeared on his hands and feet.
“Huitzilopochtli, a moment ago I made a mistake… I tried to kill you,” Rodrigo said. “But I have understood that I must free you from the chains that bind you.”
However, Huitzilopochtli approached the young man, flying at full speed like a red comet.
But Rodrigo stopped the god by taking both his arms in his hands. At that moment, the young man struck his rival’s head with his forehead, though that made his own forehead burn with heat.
While Huitzilopochtli was stunned, Rodrigo gripped the powerful god’s head and stared directly into his eyes.
“Huitzilopochtli, show me what you have in your soul!” the young tannin shouted with great force.
Although Huitzilopochtli resisted, Rodrigo’s power had increased enough for him to enter his mind easily.