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!

"Qinchongcan City... this great capital, stood unyielded for generations, but now..."


Puap stood dumbly by the city gate, like a statue devoid of expression, his heart filled with confusion.


He watched as massive ranks of Mexica samurai, in neat formations, streamed through the gaping city gate. The dark green figures layered upon one another, boiling with audacious killing intent, like an unstoppable deluge. In the deep darkness of the night, thousands of "deluges" held up glaring torches, as if to burn everything in sight to ashes!


The bright light of the torches was striking, painting the southern sky red. The piercing sound of the bone whistle blew suddenly in the city, and nearby militia camps started to stir noisily.


Chapter 234: The Crimson Road