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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 407 Arte of the Fischer Family

The people of Nasir were always immersed in joy and elation, for they all knew an important piece of news. Nasir was about to become the Royal Capital of Cyart, and everyone's heart was filled with extreme delight!

As the gentle glow of the setting sun draped over the area, Fischer Manor was abuzz with celebratory scenes, once again celebrating a magnificent victory.

The gates of Fischer Manor stood wide open, welcoming each distinguished guest who was invited. The air was filled with the scent of joy.

In the garden, the meticulously arranged celebration site was like a fairyland, with colorful flowers crowding around the central fountain. The jets of water danced to the rhythm of the cheerful music, sprinkling droplets that sparkled golden in the sunset.

The long banquet tables, crafted from the finest wood and covered with pristine tablecloths, were set with silverware and exquisite porcelain.