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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 394 "Apostle of the Night" Promotion Ceremony

In the Grand Hall beneath the Fischer family manor, a new family meeting was convened once more.

The number of participants this time was truly significant, and the meeting was chaired by the new family head, Christine, who sat in a wheelchair.

As an older woman in her forties, wrinkles naturally crept upon her face, yet her overall demeanor appeared even more elevated than when she was younger.

The Christine of the past was perceived as cunning and calculating, but the Christine of today had grown inscrutable, an enigma referred to as the "Fischer family's unfathomable fog" by outsiders.

Her surveillance organization, the "Purgers," had recently expanded rapidly, with its membership, including peripheral members, exceeding several hundred people, monitoring the entire East Coast for corruption, malfeasance, and heretical dissent.

As the head of the family, once the family meeting ratified it, Christine naturally had the authority to do so.

"Let's begin,"