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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 233 "Dragon Taming Lord

The flames that burned the sins had long since turned to ashes. The elderly Bast Leone lay with his eyes closed, serenely amongst the myriad of flowers strewn on the ground. Delicate petals swayed gently in the fog, releasing their enchanting fragrance, a sea of flowers where roses, tulips, jasmines, and other varieties interwoven with dazzling colors, filled with vividness and vitality.

Byrne sat on the ground in silence for a long time, his thoughts more chaotic than ever before. Bast Leone was right; the real reason he killed him wasn't because of his father's vengeance but because Bast Leone would inevitably pose a threat to the Fischer family in the future.

So he had struck first.

Although from an outsider's perspective, avenging his father was the natural course of action, only Byrne knew deep within his heart that today's events stemmed from a choice between family and emotions.