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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 334: Sacrificing the King's Soul

Byrne took a deep breath.

In fact, he had always believed that the souls of the Fischer family had a destination after death.

Whether it was his father or Irene... their souls would return to the side of the great Lord of the Lost and would not, like the souls of ordinary people, go to the white Path of Tranquility.

Now that Irene truly had become a Divine Envoy of the Lord of the Lost, descending from the sky and wielding a Spiritual Body blade to slay strong enemies, it fully proved this matter.

His guess was completely correct!

His inner emotions were very complex, immense joy, touched, passion, so high-strung that it was even somewhat hard to control.

However, being beside Aldrich he still needed to put on an act, so Byrne took another deep breath and immediately indicated that he was unclear about what had just happened.

"The thing just now was very strange, I am not too clear about what exactly happened, Lord Aldrich..."

Aldrich fell into silence, nodding lightly.