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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 381 Awake! Lord of the Lost!

Noah had completely regained his composure and no longer pursued the traceless Darren.

Golden blades formed from blood materialized around him, constantly accumulating the power in his veins, planning to kill most of his enemies in an instant.

Although the surrounding Extraordinary Exponents were attacking vigorously, those blood-formed blades automatically defended Noah, blocking most of the attacks.

Even the few attacks that did reach him were utterly meaningless.

Soon, five golden blades formed from blood appeared around Noah, each filled with destructive power, capable of easily killing any Extraordinary Exponent below Monarch Level!

However, just as Noah was about to launch his attack, he suddenly sensed that something was amiss.

His body began to petrify without warning!

Darren, wearing an Iron Mask, approached him, looking imposing. He stared at the immobilized Noah, watching as each golden blade turned to stone, fell to the ground, and shattered.