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?

The wind on the grassland was fierce, the howling autumn wind blowing, and the scent of blood from the camp spread for miles. The Mongolian wolves crouched on a distant hill, coldly watching this slaughter more brutal than themselves. Slightly smaller in size than the North American gray wolves, they ran fast enough to hunt the herders' cattle. And solitary injured herders, carrying an unmistakable scent of blood, were, of course, also among their targets.


Chapter 2167 - Chapter 1567: Sing, Dance, Then Go Die!