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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 255 Path of the Dead

Everyone ultimately decided that they couldn't just keep their mouths shut forever.

Because that really wasn't something a normal person could endure.

However, Chris could.

The others decided to wait for the fog to appear before they would start to keep silent, and Aldrich and the rest couldn't help but take the opportunity to ask Byrne and his companion why they would do this.

"Because this is the way to break the curse of the canyon, we might be able to leave this place by doing this."

After Byrne finished speaking, he fell into thought and then looked at Chris and immediately said, "This method was Chris's idea. He has basically figured everything out, it's just that he doesn't like to talk, so he won't explain to us exactly how he came to that conclusion."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "This valley and Chris's disposition are very well matched, perhaps we can trust him."