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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 · Urbano
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Chapter 434: Fischer's Demon

Meanwhile, inside Fischer Manor.

In the Grand Hall underground, several devout people knelt beside a sacred object, praying day and night without stopping, while the black light inside a transparent bottle kept flashing.

At this moment, Karl silently realized the danger Darren was facing, and unlike the last time, the situation this time was entirely unresolvable if Darren were to face it alone.

"Hmm, what happened..."

He quickly understood the entire situation.

"So it turns out that a secret coup has taken place in Vallere without anyone knowing, hence the puppet king supported by the Lorne Empire was captured, and the long-missing old king has returned. Is the situation Darren is facing now an ambush at a banquet?"

Karl clearly sensed the whole situation, and although it seemed grim, it was actually not a big problem.

"It's completely fine, my power just happens to be suited for this kind of situation where one is isolated and surrounded."

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