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!

Golden autumn October, the scent of the harvest came with the north wind, spreading the fragrance of fruits over the fields. The corn in the farmland was fully ripe, and tens of thousands of farmers busily labored, reaping the fruits of a year's cultivation. Joyful smiles were on their faces.


With ample rain before the autumn harvest, this year's yields were very good. After paying tribute, there was still enough grain to fill the reserves in the granaries. And once the corn was harvested, they could return home and truly get a good night's sleep.


Chapter 373 Military Settlement Camp, Barbarian Soldiers March South