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!

As the sun climbed, it bathed the Stone City in a bloody hue. After many years, the sonorous beat of war drums sounded once more in Kulamo City. Beneath the pyramid, the Copper Armor Leader personally struck the drum, and large troops of rebels shouted the slogan of the three gods as they charged towards the pyramid!


The first two hundred or so rebel Archers, in a loose formation with Hunting Bows and Reed Arrows in hand, climbed to the bottom of the pyramid. They took their positions and aimed upwards at the Mexica Samurai. Although the bows of the rebels were supple, from such a close distance, they managed to injure a few Samurai.


Chapter 387: Three Gods are Dead, Chief Divine Supreme!