Chilled Cola Cat

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.

From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

The sky was covered with thick dark clouds, and the rumbling of thunder came from among them. The rain poured down like a deluge, as if a lake were being emptied from the heavens onto the ground.


"The patriarch of the Fischer family has arrived!"


Upon hearing that Lord Baron Byrne had come, the workers got up one after another and headed over, with the leading few workers excitedly crowding around him.


The family guards quickly blocked off the people from Byrne's proximity, but the leaders of the workers kept talking loudly, following Byrne's footsteps.


Vanessa and Captain Theo were by his side, with Theo holding an umbrella over Byrne.


Byrne could see the Guards Captain, with his hair graying at the temples, remaining silent, while Vanessa's face was covered with rain, quickly recounting the situation amidst the sound of the rain.


Chapter 91: Capture (Vote for Monthly Tickets!)