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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 429: 6th Rank "Mad Lich

In the Snow Mountain.

"Awake?"

When Yeager woke up, he felt as if his soul had been torn apart, his whole body trembling, and the first thing he saw was Darren's frosty face.

His heart skipped a beat, but he quickly smiled.

"Lord Darren, I truly thank you for saving me. Just now, without your protection, I would have surely died thoroughly."

Darren only snorted coldly after hearing this. Although he had tried his best to protect Yeager just now, his expression was still cold and merciless as he shook his head and said,

"You took matters into your own hands and nearly got both Chris and me killed. This is a grave matter, so listen well, Yeager: the Fischer family must punish you."

"I understand."

Yeager took a deep breath and nodded slightly.

He then took out a black smoking pipe and said,