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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 260 Prayers and Miracles!

Mr. Colin's mind was continuously pondering, how exactly he could safely leave this place.

Turn and run?

No!

There was something nearby watching everything, it could be some mysterious presence, or perhaps a powerful Extraordinary Exponent.

He couldn't make any overly abnormal moves.

He took a deep breath, and as usual, handed the case of money to the Lion clan's steward, then he saw Colonel Abel.

He had thought Colonel Abel might have completely lost his mind, possibly even resorting to sudden assaults on others, but the situation was very unexpected.

Colin was shocked to find that Colonel Abel seemed much more mentally stable than before, with only one finger injured and bandaged.

He spoke and communicated like a normal person, very politely!

Even possibly, more amiable than he had been years before.

Could it be that his illness was cured?