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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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By the time Byrne had fully explained the ins and outs of the entire affair, everyone present was stunned.

Viscount Bast was dead!

And it was by Byrne's own hand!

Since the only ones who knew about that dreadful deed in advance were Byrne and Chris, the members of the Fischer family looked at each other, their hearts shocked.

"White Bones Canyon?"

Christine pondered for a moment, then had her elder brother Karno take her out of the basement first. She wanted to go to the Fischer family's study and would return after a while.

Karno asked subconsciously, "Alright, what are you going to do?"

Christine shook her head, with no time to explain too much, she said:

"Nothing much, you'll know soon enough."

Vanessa couldn't hold back any longer, frowning, she looked into Chris's eyes and said, "For such a big decision, why didn't you hold a family meeting and vote on it?"

Chris didn't speak, just kept staring into Vanessa's eyes as if he couldn't move his gaze away.