Swinging the sword to cut through the clouds and dreams

In the year 1469, the Aztec Empire in Central America was at its zenith. A soul from the future transgressed time to come here, intent on saving the fate of the Indian people from destruction and establishing an empire in Central America!

The Age of Exploration had just begun its prologue, with European colonizers venturing into the unknown world. Europeans were on the rise, intent on conquering the rich lands of America and colonizing the vast New World. They were poised to embark on an expansion that would take them from America, to Africa, to India, to the Far East, and control the world for the next five hundred years!

But now, an immortal spirit sought to change all of that. He would unite Central America under one rule, inherit the two-thousand-year legacy of American civilization, and resist the invasion of Western colonizers. He would spend centuries leading Aztec civilization onto the path of destiny to conquer America!

Without the land and wealth of America, what would become of the Westerners? And in which direction would the world turn?

Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

The sun fell quietly, and the brook flowed soundlessly. The rolling hills gently subsided, and the barren wilderness gradually opened up. The forests of Apachigan turned into a black silhouette against the sky, and the lake region of Patzcuaro lay not far to the north.


King Su'angua walked in silence, dressed in an ordinary Samurai's attire, followed by a trusted aide carrying the Royal Banner. The hereditary Eagle Banner had been rolled up and put away, with only the divine flags of the three gods held aloft by the flag bearers. From a distance, it was hard to discern the legion's allegiance.


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