With the death of bees, the group managed to move on easily. No ent.i.ty kept them.
They"ve seen a few different species of creatures. These creatures were multiple creatures, such as Bats and Bees, moving together, and their power was at the level of bees.
Artic didn"t care much about these creatures, so he was thinking of pa.s.sing without caring. But at the time, Red Lava Fish stretched hands forward and killed all the creatures that looked like kangaroos without thinking.
That way, the group began to move forward more comfortably.
There was nothing in front of Artic and his group. That"s why each had time to think. As Artic continued to think, he first began to look at the information given to him by the system about Camazotz.
"In Maya mythology, Camazotz (/kůーməsーts/ from Mayan /kämäʼsots/) (alternate spellings CamZotz, Sotz, Zotz) was a bat G.o.d. Camazotz means "death bat" in the Kʼicheʼ language. In Mesoamerica, the bat was a.s.sociated with night, death, and sacrifice.
"In the Popol Vuh, Camazotz are the bat-like monsters encountered by the Maya Hero Twins Hunahpu and Xbalanque during their trials in the underworld of Xibalba. The twins had to spend the night in the House of Bats, where they squeezed themselves into their blowguns to defend themselves from the circling battling. Hunahpu stuck his head out of his blowgun to see if the sun had risen and Camazotz immediately s.n.a.t.c.hed off his head and carried it to the ballcourt to be hung up as the ball to be used by the G.o.ds in their next ballgame.
In Part III, chapter 5 of the Popol Vuh, a messenger from Xibalba, in the form of a man with the wings of a bat, brokers a deal between Lord Tohil and mankind, wherein mankind promises their armpits and waists (the opening of their b.r.e.a.s.ts in human) in exchange for fire."
After receiving information about Artic Camatotz, he took a deep breath.
But that wasn"t the only ent.i.ty he wanted to know about. A few minutes ago, Artic also saw creatures that meant the bees of Ah Muzen Cab.
What he was wondering was not the presence of these creatures. What he was wondering was why these creatures were constantly living here. For this reason, it was informed by the system by Ah Muzen Cab.
"It is said that history is written by the victors, but what happens when the victors say nothing? Everything that came before it would have been lost. Events, mythology, even ident.i.ty. The victors - the survivors - could anyone be. Even G.o.ds. Ah, Muzen Cab is suspiciously devoid of a past, but the G.o.d of Bees enjoys the privileges of wors.h.i.+p and ceremony. Privileges that, perhaps, he stole.
Long ago, the sky was propped above the land by four beings, the Bacab. They endured their task without complaint, and for their service, were honored by the Mudmen beneath. In truth, the Bacab were prisoners, shackled by duty. Then, a great flood consumed the earth. Seizing their chance, the Bacab fled and the sky crashed into the rising sea. Into that terrible storm, they vanished, never to be seen again.
As the seas retreated, new Bacab stepped in to hold the sky aloft. The land reemerged, and from it was mankind was born. G.o.ds appeared; bosses of the sustaining forces of life, like agriculture and fertility. And the bee, creator of honey, used to sweeten food, as medicine for the sick, and to produce mead for rituals, was revered, and Ah Muzen Cab arrived, as if from nowhere, as their G.o.d.
Now, as the greatest war between the heavens clashes on earth, what will remain when the dust has settled? Who will be the victor that writes history? If Ah Muzen Cab was, indeed, one of the original four Bacab, he survived the end of the world once and was a G.o.d. What power will he seize this time when the new world is made?.
Informed, Artic was informed by the system, but then could not prevent different emotions from forming. When he was thinking about all this, suddenly they came across exactly six different beings.
Each of the a.s.sets was at Starium Level, and it was clear from their appearance that they all had different looks and powers. At that time, the Red Tree Lord took a deep breath and looked at the creatures across the street. At the same time, one of the creatures began to talk.
"The situation is quite simple - as leaders of the Starium Level creatures here in this place we will fight you at 1vs1 and the surviving group will be able to continue to move forward."
The talking creature was a human body creature with an alligator"s head. She had a red color and her eyes were running out in green color and instead of pupils, she had triangular signs. He looked pretty menacing.
Artic focused on the creature and saw what laws he was good at.
"Red Acid Crocodile Lord"
"Level - Starium 1 - Peak"
"Acid Law"
When Artic saw the creature"s properties, he was relieved. He didn"t seem to be very strong. He sent a telepathic message to all the creatures that were with him at the time.
"The law of the crocodile is the law of acid. If you are strong against this law, you can resist it."
Members of the group who received Artic"s message looked at each other and tried to hide their surprise again. Their surprise was not that Artic was telepathically texting them. A lot of starium could do that.
The real thing they were surprised was that Artic only followed a little bit and learned the law that the creature used and specialized in. That was a really important force.
But they weren"t in a position to think about it right now. Because they were happy for this reason, and it wasn"t much of a problem, or rather, it was a situation that could be quite good for them.
There wasn"t much of a situation bothering them - they just didn"t think it was true. Because Artic seemed like a very burglary to them. Of course, that thought was just a joke.