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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 342: Volcano! Shadow of the King!

"Instantaneous Transfer!"

Byrne waved his hand and instantly transferred Chris directly onto Marquis Vlad's face, and fierce combat immediately ensued between the two.

On the battlefield interlaced with flames, the clash of Sword Qi and blades was like a scene of cataclysmic intensity, profoundly shocking to witness.

The raging flames of Sword Qi surged forth as Marquis Vlad brandished his sword, transforming into a blistering inferno that streaked across the sky like a fire dragon, coiling and roaring with unmatchable ferocity as it raced towards Chris.

Wherever the flaming Sword Qi traveled, the air ignited in an instant, crackling and booming, causing the surrounding temperature to skyrocket, such that even people in the distance could feel the scorching breath.

Meanwhile, the blade on the opposing side was like the tip of an iceberg, cold and sharp.

Under the pressure of the advancing Sword Qi, it did not retreat, but instead met the attack with even greater resolve.