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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 327: Tranquil Celebration

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As the black miasma spread, the temperature around the Royal Mausoleum seemed to drop gradually, and more rapidly as time went by.

A chilling sensation rose from deep within the hearts of the guardians of the mausoleum, causing one to shiver despite the lack of cold, this breath of air crawling and spreading as if it were alive, eroding everything around it, making all things wither and decay.

"Ah..."

The guards surrounding the mausoleum were the first to be affected by the black miasma, many of them falling into intense agony as their life force drained away madly.

Their once strong bodies withered away rapidly, eventually becoming like dried up corpses.