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 young King maintained a deathly silence. He endured an unprecedented weakness and pain, his eyes red, staring fixedly towards Xiulote. Only after the trusted aide had finished dealing with it, helping the King to don his armor again, did Su'angua let out a pained groan, roaring desperately,


"May the Three Gods protect the Divine Eagle, the Kingdom shall never perish! One day, I, Su'angua, will personally draw the longbow and shoot through your heart, reviving the Tarasco Kingdom!"


Dozens of steps away, Bertade's left foot delivered a swift kick, making his opponent suddenly stagger. Following that, the Head Warrior swung his right arm powerfully, the sharp war club tracing a masterful arc, striking accurately on the Chief of the Personal Guards' neck. The desperate Chief of the Personal Guard paused abruptly, his eyes then lost their light forever. He just "ugh, ugh" twice, then fell straight down into the dust with a gush of blood.


Chapter 221 The King's War Continued Part 2