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!

The sun hung low in the western sky, the clouds were tinged with red, and the mountains also glowed with a reddish hue. The Red Fox Tribe fled alone, as the Cactus Tribe's army bore down on them, completely sealing off the Red Fox Valley. The Canine Descendant Tribes were in turmoil; each individual's face showed panic and confusion as chaotic shouting erupted all around.


Amidst the changing sentiments, the disorderly situation gradually reached a boiling point. In the rearmost camp at the southeastern valley entrance, a fierce clamor and melee suddenly erupted. Then, two quarters of an hour later, the camp gates were flung wide open!


Chapter 320: Pacifying the Valley