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!

On the evening of December 23, Black Wolf led three thousand Guajili Canine Descendants, covering nearly three hundred miles in a quick march, and captured the ancestral lands of the southwestern Tekos Tribe, the deserted Hand Snake City.


The three thousand elite Canine Descendants pillaged the city throughout the night, and again outside the city for an entire day. Following the orders of the Black Wolf Legion Commander, the plundering Guajili warriors did not pursue the tribe members who fled into the mountains; they simply set fires everywhere in the basin. Over ten nearby Tekos villages were utterly engulfed in flames.


Thick smoke billowed into the sky. The granaries burst into flames, the food reserves were burned to ashes, the thatched cottages were reduced to nothing, and the Tekos villages were obliterated overnight. By the night of the 24th, the once-fertile Hand Snake basin was filled with unextinguishable flames everywhere!


Chapter 397: The Advancing Black Wolf