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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 190 Preaching

The sea of fire plummeted straight down from the sky.

Thus, Karl drew upon Irene's remaining life span as a protective "weapon," transforming it into an invisible force that acted like an umbrella, re-supporting the sky.

The invisible force instantly blocked the flames in the sky, yet it could not hold for long.

People looked up in shock, the inferno merely tens of meters above them, the deathly outcome of being reduced to cinders felt almost within reach.

It was as if their eyes could sense the terrible heat, and they were on the brink of dehydration.

"Please take everything from us, offering our lives to You is our mission."

"All of Daybreaker shall be offered to You, great Lord of the Lost, we should praise You."

Karl listened to the voices of the people.

Now, the Fischer family and their Dawn Church were completely different from before, with many who devoutly believed in him.

At this moment, it was not only Irene who wished to sacrifice herself.