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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 289 Sea God Awakens

Cataclysmic changes had already taken place over the White Sea.

The gloomy sky loomed over the ocean, with dark clouds growing denser, signaling nature's most violent omen. Suddenly, the dim sea surface began to roil restlessly, as if an ancient behemoth, struggling in its slumber, frantically sought to rise.

With the roars of the raging waves, rows of pitch-black surges slowly rose, attacking the many islands upon the White Sea with destructive force.

Fierce currents ravaged everything in their path, tearing the once calm ocean into myriad spreading disasters, surging toward the coastal regions with anger.

Countless fishermen knelt on their boats, some hoping the Tempest Overlord would save them, while others prayed for the Sea God's mercy.

In the northern seaside city of Carnia, there stood a colossal Tempest Church temple, with a dome a hundred meters above the ground, housing an immense statue of the Tempest Overlord.