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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 139: The Hero's Family! (Vote for Monthly Tickets!)

On board, Byrne gazed at the purple-red stone in his hand.

"Why can't it be used, what exactly is its purpose?"

In fact, he had considered using the purple-red stone in battle, but he didn't expect it to be completely ineffective. Instead, it began to quiver unstably, as if it were about to unleash some power, when he learned about Erik's death and the massacre of the Vaughn family. It wasn't until much later that it finally calmed down.

Byrne recalled the president of the Alchemy Council, and according to his description and introduction, the activation of the purple-red stone required a combination with emotional power. Could it be that it wasn't something that could be actively used?

Only when the most extreme emotions fused with the purple-red stone could its true power be unleashed!