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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 319 The Prototype of the World

"What are you talking about? Aunt Lilian, wait a second, did I just mishear that?"

Felix sat on the ground, his face filled with disbelief, his eyes wide as he looked towards Aunt Lilian, initially unable to react and simply incredulous.

After all, it was the most devout Aunt Lilian, how could she possibly speak such heretical words? Could it be that he was hallucinating or hadn't heard clearly?

His approach to matters had always been solid and steady, with few experiences to draw upon, so when faced with an urgent situation, his thinking wasn't very flexible, unable for a moment to accept the current circumstance.

What's going on?

Why would Aunt Lilian ask him to betray his faith?

She said it was the great Oracle of the Lord of the Lost, what did that mean exactly?

He found it somewhat impossible to understand the current status, which was too advanced and baffling.