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!

Xiuxoke advanced, and the towering Great Temple loomed ever more majestic. The sixty-meter-high twin pyramids, like the Chief Divine's Snake Mountain in myths, cast grand shadows on the ground, evoking a profound reverence within. At the summit of the Great Temple, a dozen dots with high feather crowns, dressed in solemn ceremonial robes, stood like messengers of the gods, gazing down upon the entire Lake Capital City.


Xiuxoke squinted, looking toward the figure at the lead, solemn and aged. That figure also cast his gaze over. After a moment, the resolved samurai voluntarily bowed his head, shifting his eyes away.


He scanned the corner's ball court where the Nobility, relaxed, ate sweets made from maple and honey, drank cocoa enriched with herbs and chili, and boisterously discussed the thrilling game. Occasionally, defeated teams were escorted to the surrounding small pyramids and rolled down amid cheers, adding dashes of bright red and foul sweetness to the Temple District.


Chapter 276: New Year Grand Ceremony, Alliance Spectacular!_3