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!

May, the migratory birds of the tropics ceased their journey northward, nestling in the forests by the lake, their cheerful chirping filling the air.


The songs of the flock traveled beyond the forests where countless Prepetcha farmers were bustling in the fields. They toiled with stone and wooden plows to cultivate the land and sow the seeds of corn. On the village's finest farmland, a step plow operated by two people could vaguely be seen, slowly yet forcefully turning the soil. In the Kingdom of the Lake, metal agricultural tools were expensive and limited, uniformly kept by the village priest and prioritized for cultivating the fertile lands by the river.


Chapter 365: Inspecting Spring Plowing, The King's Ideal