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Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

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?

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Chapter 76: The End of 1482 Part 3 - The Kingdom of King John_2

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"This is the Cross Pillar Heavenly Divine's Magic Artifact! It was forged by the Heavenly Divine's son with his own Holy Blood before his death, a soul artifact. It can protect your spirit from Voodoo, preventing it from being absorbed by a Voodoo Priest. The Mana of the Cross Pillar Heavenly Divine is boundless! We too are on our way to the East, in search of another tribe that worships the Cross Pillar Heavenly Divine!"

So it was a soul artifact! The noble native Samurai instantly became reverent, equating the cross with the Skull Ritual Artifact and the Voodoo Doll in the hands of the Voodoo Priest. The fear of the Voodoo Priest's Soul-capturing Technique had long been deeply buried in the heart of every Central and West African native.

After pondering for a moment, the native Samurai carefully tucked the cross inside the inner pocket of his clothes and shut his mouth, saying no more.