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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 94 Going up the Mountain (Request for Monthly Tickets!)

Coming into contact with a completely different world?

Byrne was slightly stunned, having no idea what specifically Viscount Bast meant by a "completely different world." Could it be that he was about to take him to the Spirit Realm?

Viscount Bast waved his hand casually, and the surrounding servants immediately retreated in unison. The servants of the Lion clan were mostly loyal and well-trained, having served them for generations.

Viscount Bast slowly rose from the sofa and approached a full-length mirror in the room, starting to mutter incantations.

Before long, the full-length mirror began to emit a variety of strange lights, as if it had a peculiar hallucinogenic effect. Byrne's mind was instantly filled with an irresistible obsession, and it took him a long time to break free from it.

He realized that he was now standing in front of the mirror, and what was reflected in the mirror was not his own figure but a vast expanse of stark white, like a field of snow.

The mirror?

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