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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 304: 4th Rank "Unpredictable Sorcerer

Somthing dark seemed to be surging within the depths of Ebner's heart.

He felt strange, very strange—the unprecedented sensation was both unsettling and exhilarating.

That dark entity welling up inside him seemed to be what was known as malice.

In reality, Ebner had never done anything bad in his decades-long life, not even harbored ill will towards anyone; it was today, truly left with no alternative, that he decided to lead the other three traveling companions to this cave.

Before the group had even set out, the elderly village chief had sought him out for a private word.

At that moment, he had been tidying up herbs at the entrance to his home when the old man approached, leaning on his walking stick.

"Ebner."

The village chief's usually clouded eyes revealed an uncommon sharpness, his frail, wrinkled hand resting on Ebner's shoulder.