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

Suddenly, the powerful force that surged like a tide ebbed away just as quickly. 


Chris was stunned for a moment before realizing that even though the ritual was complete, only the great Lord of the Lost could truly grant him extraordinary power. 


It seemed the same as always, all the Power of Consecution was inseparable from the Lord of the Lost. 


He slowly rose to his feet, nodding gently to Irene and Byrne, who were concerned about him. 


"The ritual is complete," Irene sighed with relief, a smile blooming on her face. 


"That's wonderful! Hahaha! Chris succeeded!" 


Byrne's eyes filled with hot tears, and he couldn't help but laugh heartily, the excitement and joy in his heart beyond what words could express! 


He could hardly imagine the changes Chris would bring to the Fischer family after reaching the 4th Rank. 


Chapter 153 "Eyes of Conviction" and "Fire of Sin