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From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

Karl awoke to find himself shockingly reduced to a crippled Evil God confined within a bottle. The Fischer family had inadvertently become his favored members, sharing a fate connected by blood throughout the generations. They established a secret clan, infiltrated the state, manipulated wars, ascended the God Pantheon stairway, and fought for the honor and future of the family. They were assassins lurking in the shadows, beloved scholars, esteemed priests, powerful dukes, and legends in heroic epics. From budding to robust growth, steampunk evolved; the Spirit Realm descended through dreams; witches and ancient gods stepped forth, and people listened to the lost whispers at their ears. They were both the creators and the enders of stories. Generation after generation, in a continuous succession, they marched forward. "Step over my corpse and go on," he said.

Chilled Cola Cat · Urban
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Chapter 110: Slaughter

"Ah!"

The power of the Blackstone Iron Dragon's bloodline not only brought immense defensive power but also a terrifying life force.

Even with his heart destroyed, Arsh hadn't died completely. Instead, he swung a slightly weakened punch furiously toward the "Baron Kesse" in front of him.

The heavy fist possessed a dreadful force capable of crushing a human body, yet the "Baron Kesse" easily dodged it with a sidestep.

"I'll kill you, you bastard!"

Arsh still believed his attacker to be his nephew, Baron Kesse, and roared as he took a deep breath. The next moment, he spewed out a significant amount of black flames from his mouth.

The black flames had a strong corrosive nature; mere contact with human skin could make life a living hell in an instant.

However, like a bird taking flight, Chris suddenly leaped up, lightly bounding to the rear without any intention of further entanglement.

He disappeared from Arsh's sight at an extremely fast speed, without a trace.

"Damn it!"