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 gentle spring breeze flowed over the tender earth, casting a warm aura across the vast wilderness. Yellow wildflowers bloomed across the plains of the Lake Region, red sparrows chased each other in low flight. Intertwining streams sang a murmuring melody, while the towering mountains undulated along the distant horizon. `Twas a time of tranquil peace amidst the lush grass beneath the clear spring sky.


Yet beneath the splendid spring light, the air was thick with the ominous presence of boundless killing intent! Xiulote ascended a hillock, gazing into the distance, as the mighty legions emerged from the ends of his view. Tarasco's Royal Army, countless in number, arranged in a stern formation, came pouring forth like a great flood. The Samurai's steps showed no mercy as they crushed the blooming wildflowers underfoot and lowered their weapons, startling flocks of birds into the sky.


Chapter 212: A King's Regards