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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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The surging sea was a stage for a gigantic spider-shaped battle puppet that resembled a moving mountain. Its body, constructed of magic alloy, sparkled with a cold light under the weak sunlight.

Helen stared up at it, then took a deep breath to shake off her fear, turned around, and immediately jumped into the sea!

She must escape!

If she continued to stay on the ship, she would soon die!

There was no doubt that this being was not a natural creature, but a product of human technology, alchemy, and science intertwined, created specifically for the battlefield—a terrifying existence.

Its eight long legs, like giant anchors, plunged deep into the waves. Invisible arrays allowed the battle puppet to walk freely on the sea. Every movement of its legs stirred up enormous waves, making the sea seem tiny by comparison, as if it was merely shattered foam under its massive body.

And all the ships that usually roamed the sea freely became so fragile before it!