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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 77 Destruction of the Spawn of the Abyss

In the dead of night on the deserted streets, Byrne, Chris, and the members of the patrol were tense.

The silver-haired youth squatted on the ground, staring at the colorful aura that appeared in the air, as well as the complex web of footprints on the ground.

The trails of aura intertwined like threads in an extremely complicated manner, and the multitude of footprints overlapped one another, making it seem impossible to discern their specific differences.

He smelled the feather pen used by Lady Isaac and his "Tracking Senses" extraordinary trait had activated.

Thus, among the many auras and footprints, those belonging to Lady Isaac became clearer, while the rest faded away.

"Isaac Manor."

The youth stood up calmly and named a location.

"Are you sure?"

Byrne was a bit surprised; he had thought that Lady Isaac would flee into the jungle, not that she would run back to the manor.

Could it be that she thought the most dangerous place was the safest?