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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 384 No Regrets

"Having received the slumbering soul of Lilian, Karl couldn't help but feel a touch of sorrow.

The recent catastrophic natural disaster left Nasir City heavily afflicted, with tens of thousands dead on the spot, and a significant portion of buildings destroyed.

If Nasir City itself could be considered a member of the Fischer family, then it too had suffered a severe blow.

Even within the Dawn Church many had perished on the spot, including the leader of the Dagger Brotherhood, Moore, whose two brothers also died in the raging flames.

"However, the gains from this battle are also quite substantial..."

"Once a few more people from the Dawn Church step onto the 5th Rank, and Chris steps onto the 6th Rank, everything will start to improve."

"With the Dawn Church under the command of the Fischer family, conquering Cyart is only a matter of time."

As for who the next High Priest of the Dawn Church will be, he already had a clear idea in mind.