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!

Had he followed the path of an ordinary commoner, his entire life's savings wouldn't have amounted to such a fortune. Not to mention, he had been knighted for his achievements, finally shedding his status as a bastard and becoming a true member of the nobility!


"Fodesse! Glittering gold, you are my most beloved little treasure!... This time sailing south, I must make another two such profits, no matter what!"


"Hmm, of course!... With such a long voyage, there will always be opportunities."


The group excitedly and quietly discussed among themselves as they walked toward the southern part of the harbor, and they soon arrived at an excellent deep-water berth. More than a dozen caravels were lined up with the kingdom's cross flags flying high on their masts.


Chapter 255 Autumn of 1484 - Conversations among Navigators_2