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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.

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Chapter 167: Spiritual Tunic Secret Priory

Byrne took a deep breath.

Almost from the beginning, Viscount Bast had informed himself that this was a mutually beneficial transaction, and he had not once deceived himself. Moreover, the Lion clan had indeed helped the Fischer family greatly.

Without the assistance of the Lion clan, the Fischer family would never have been able to develop to its current state, and everyone knew this.

He also understood the urgency of the other party. Even though Viscount Bast had not shown any trace of coercion in his tone just now, so many people were waiting here; how could he possibly not open the door? It would undoubtedly offend everyone.

"Lord Bast, how could I possibly not repay the kindness you have always shown to the Fischer family?"

He took a deep breath, slowly stepped forward, then turned his head to look at Viscount Bast, his eyes filled with determination.

"Please tell me what to do."