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!

Diego's eyes showed a cold killing intent, but he quickly lowered his gaze, concealing all emotion. After a few moments, a gentle smile appeared on his face.


"Bruno, you are a nephew of our lineage, and I have always valued you highly. I remember that recently, you married a Moorish woman and moved to Lisbon, did you not?"


"Ah? Yes, captain. She is the sister of the former Sailor Chief Paulo, and we moved to Lisbon together..."


"Yes. She is beautiful, with delicate features, and kind to me. Holy Mother bless! She was pregnant before I left..."


Speaking of his wife, Bruno's face lit up with a happy smile.


Diego affectionately patted Bruno's shoulder. Then, with bright eyes and a grave tone, he said,


Chapter 354: The End of 1485, The Distant Voyage of Death_3