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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 440: The Power of Single-Digit Forbidden Rare Artifacts_2

Darren thought of this, tightly clenched his fists, and a peculiar, pleased expression appeared on his face.

"It's unimaginable."

Decades ago, the Fischer family had obtained parts of a "Bronze Oil Lamp," and over the following decades, they continuously collected intelligence on its various components.

The Fischer family had long confirmed that this "oil lamp" was a Forbidden rare artifact from another continent, detailed with its specific number and ability in a certain book.

Number five...

It possessed the power to grant wishes!

But the cost of using it was also tremendous... The user would be completely forgotten by everyone, and his soul would become enslaved by it, forever becoming a part of the lamp oil.

Darren pinched his chin, muttering to himself.

"Hmm, now only the base of the lamp is left to be acquired, and that part is undoubtedly in the hands of the Rhea people, in that family with a deep-seated grudge against us... the Meyer family."