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!

"Oh! Has the learned elder Jatili already arrived? Summon him at once! No, I myself shall go to the entrance!"


Xiulote suddenly awakened and turned around. A trace of joy appeared on his face as he quickly made his way towards the great hall's entrance. Then, the young king suddenly remembered something. He glanced at his plain robe, paused briefly, and gestured for the Head Warrior to drape him in a formal ceremonial dress before he strode eagerly to the entrance to look carefully.


The mighty wind blew along the corridor, entering through the doors of the Palace of Wind; a curtain depicting the Chief Divine stood in the corridor with the Hummingbird Sun emblem fluttering in the wind. Two lines of silent Mexica samurai stood guard, with only the sound of wind chimes gently ringing in the palace.


Chapter 247: The Knowledgeable Elder