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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 418 Witch Hecate

"Some people will never just sit quietly and watch."

A hand suddenly pressed on the shoulder of the man in black, a power like never before quietly descended from behind him. Although it was just a gentle press, it felt as if a mountain bore down on him, causing him to feel an unprecedented immense pressure.

Who?

The man in black immediately became panic-stricken.

His shoulder felt as if it were pinned down by a huge stone, even his breathing became incredibly heavy; the force was not only acting on his body but seemed to penetrate his flesh, striking deep into his soul!

He instantly saw the person who had abruptly stood by his side.

Darren Fischer!

The old man immediately narrowed his pupils.

The Duke with the Iron Mask from the Fischer family, a figure like a demon, whose brutality could even be considered average overseas.

He had concealed his presence using his unique power of bloodline; theoretically, he shouldn't have been detectable!

What is going on!