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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 248: The Fourth Seal!

Aphotic Sea.

Dense black clouds obscured the sky, and even the daytime of this sea area seemed like an endless night.

The waves were surging, raising gigantic swells. The black, turbulent tides in the lightless waters were particularly terrifying, while the pitch-black sea, void of even a sliver of sunlight piercing through the clouds, evoked a sense of boundless despair.

On the steamship, however, the members of the Fischer family all breathed a sigh of relief because they had finally embarked on the journey back to Nasir.

Lilian and Vanessa were communicating, with Vanessa still holding a black glass box that contained something radiating a faintly gloomy aura.

The crewmates didn't dare to approach the black glass box, feeling a strong sense of ominous foreboding from whatever was inside.

Lilian placed her hand gently on the box and calmly said, "We've finally traded for it."