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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 270: Volcano Dragon

"If we fail, we will be counting on you, Madam Ariel, to save us."

In an inn at Rus City, Chris stood calmly by the window, maintaining his usual silence.

While Byrne smiled at the woman sitting at the table, hidden within a red cloak, his tone betraying reverence.

Ariel sat there, pondering for a moment, before looking at them impatiently and saying:

"Do you really have to kill that black dragon? And you insist on not needing my help throughout the process?"

"Yes."

Byrne nodded firmly.

"Both the former and the latter are matters on which our Fischer family insists."

"Stars Mortal" Ariel, an important member of the Romann family, had come to assist Chris and Byrne in fulfillment of an interfamily alliance.

According to Byrne, the Monarch inheritance that Chris had received could only be assured through killing.

Their chosen victim was a very odd black dragon, an archenemy of the Fischer family, responsible for the deaths of people important to Byrne's father, Lucius.