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!

A gentle breeze swept through, like a darting cat, caressing the murals in the grand hall. It tinkled the wind chimes in the corner of the room, stirring the King's thoughts. The chimes rang softly, and the sage's words were aged but forceful. The echo resonated in the vacant Royal Palace, gradually dissipating in the wind and sinking into the depths of the King's heart.


Hearing Jatili comment on the technique of the murals, Xiulote paused for a moment and looked inquiringly at the Head Warrior, whom he trusted the most.


Bertade was always composed, yet now, his eyes were unusually fixed. Born a commoner, he had spent half his life in the army. He was genuinely proficient in all but one aspect of the so-called painting and art. Xiulote, who had not attended Priest school, received an incomplete Priestly education, which was hardly any better. The two seasoned Samurai exchanged glances for a moment before the Head Warrior finally spoke in a complex tone.


Chapter 248: Discussion on Governance