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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.

Chilled Cola Cat · Urbain
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Chapter 226 White Bones Canyon

The cliffs in the valley were composed entirely of a jade-white substance, undulant and gleaming under the sunlight, filled with a slightly odd and mysterious vitality.

Byrne Fischer, Viscount Bast, Elf March, Renzo Leone, Zayne Frosac, and Aldrich Romann.

The six of them left Ahornblatt Manor and after several days' travel, they arrived together at the peculiar valley made entirely of white jade.

When they first entered the valley, except for Viscount Bast and Aldrich, everyone's eyes widened, even March showed a look of astonishment for the first time.

The red stream that flowed through the valley was clear to the bottom, gently trickling along. Red water droplets scattered on the white jade benches by the bank sparkled like embedded pearls.

In the depths of the valley bloomed flowers of all colors, which also seemed to have been carved from white jade, radiating an incomparable beauty and purity.