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?

Amidst the snowy journey and the white mountains stands a patch of gray-yellow felt tents, suddenly appearing in the sheltered Valley.


"Friends from the Sea Tribe! Here is our Mountain Part's Winter Camp!…"


Exploration Captain Zuwaro stood on the hill, gazing into the distance where hundreds of tribespeople were busy in the winter camp in the Valley, though unclear what they were doing. Meanwhile, herds of gray reindeer gathered on the outskirts of the Valley, occasionally scattering aimlessly for food or looking around for the lead reindeer of the herd.


Chapter 1475 - Chapter 1027: Four-Legged Riding Beasts—Reindeer and Horses!