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!

"A myriad of flowers swaying, butterflies fluttering. Sparse shadows cast obliquely, a hidden fragrance drifts."


Xiulote stepped out from the solemn King's Great Hall, entering the palace's rear, into the vast and secluded Rose Garden. His mood instantly lightened, like a ship that had sailed through a storm and arrived at a tranquil and beautiful harbor.


In the early summer, the roses were in full bloom, unfolding like a brilliant carpet of red and white. Xiulote strolled through the fragrant trees and blooming roses of the garden, with a delicate floral scent lingering at his nose. Hummingbirds and butterflies, attracted by the fragrance, danced among the flowery trees, like elves that had descended to the mortal realm.


Chapter 426 Kiss and Flower