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?

"Quick! Fire the cannon again, fire the guns again! Shoot them dead!..."


"Haha! Holy Mother bless us! The natives fear the cannon, they're running back! The natives are going to collapse!"


As the sun slanted westward, it shone on the shimmering Lake Bay, casting reflections of swaying palm trees. Fat fish swam in the bay, while sea birds spread their wings and flew in the sky. Fish ponds, cassava fields, and wooden huts sprawled along the lakeshore, like the roots of Cassava God Yucahu left in the fertile land of Cuba, providing the Taino people with enduring peace and vitality!


Chapter 1610 - Chapter 1145: First Clash—Regrouping, Landing, and Confrontation