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 Thunderous Monarch was a low-level Monarch and a top Extraordinary Exponent, possessing the mighty power to slaughter islands from afar, offering great advantages in war.


He was the one supporting the skies of the East Coast!


Yet, now more and more people knew in their hearts that the skies of the East Coast were about to collapse!


The three Monarch powerful experts of the opposition, clearly backed by the masses of the Sea God Cult, left the Thunderous Monarch with no chance of victory, so isolated in deep territory that even escaping alive seemed tremendously difficult.


In the dark night sky, a rout that would surely end in the Thunderous Monarch's death was already taking shape.


How many years had it been since bishops from the great churches had last fallen in battle?


Chapter 133: The Sky is Falling!