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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 498: The 8th Tier "Funeral Bearer

Lorne Empire.

The Empire's parliament hall was filled with towering seats neatly arranged, each row occupied by dignitaries in formal attire, all looking solemn and serious.

Above the hall, emblems and flags representing the empire's power hung, gleaming under the light.

In the center of the hall was a large circular podium.

Even with his partially mechanized body looking somewhat frail, Prime Minister William sat in his wheelchair, resting with his eyes closed. Suddenly, he rose from his wheelchair and walked slowly up to the podium.

"I have already reported to His Majesty about the Fischer family; the intelligence is mostly correct. The Fischer family is indeed an evil existence."

"They worship an otherworldly god that could cause tremendous upheaval and destruction at any moment. I propose that we send a hundred Monarch powerful experts to march forcefully to the East and destroy the Fischer family."