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 sat high, encircled by thousands of clouds, the profound sky reflecting the grandeur of the earth below. And at the king's call, a hundred people repeated, their booming voices echoing in front of the army lines. Hearing Su'angua's challenge for a duel, the warriors of both armies were instantly exhilarated. They tightened their grips on their weapons and murmured amongst themselves in low voices.


In this era, most believed that the fate of mortals was already determined by the deities, and earthly wars pleased the gods above. Death was always visible, unavoidable, and could come at any time. Only a glorious death could ascend to the Divine Kingdom, offering the soul its most beautiful resting place. And a sacred duel represented the most honorable death and victory!


Chapter 214: To the Master - Part 1