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

Chris suddenly leaped into the icy, dark, boundless seawater, moving at an unusually fast speed, swimming toward the sinking Byrne like a flying fish.


Even in the lightless waters, he could still rely on "Tracking Senses" to discern his location, quickly finding that familiar scent amidst the multitude of odors.


Finally, Chris reached Byrne's side, he reached out to grab the unconscious man, and suddenly tried to pull him back to the ship.


But suddenly, he realized he was inside the body of the Spawn of the Abyss!


Unknowingly, the two had already been enveloped by the terrifying creature, layer upon layer.


One after another, menacing eyes several meters long approached, and from the middle, they crazily split open, turning into countless tooth-filled gaping maws, aiming to chew and tear them apart!


Chapter 134: A Powerful Enemy Has Arrived