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

"I am a member of the Fischer family! Darren Fischer, son of Raven Byrne! I am proud to be part of the Fischer family!"


Believing he was going to die, Darren spoke defiantly, glaring at his opponent.


As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered the effect of his "Sufferer" Destiny's Trajectory, and deep down he felt that he might not necessarily die.


The "Sufferer's" Destiny's Trajectory allowed him to accumulate good fortune after encountering misfortune, so that all his stored good luck would burst forth in times of mortal peril.


Over the years, "Sufferer" had never come into play, so Darren didn't know how much good fortune he had amassed.


Unable to help himself, Darren roared inwardly, hoping that it would work at the critical moment!


"Heh heh heh, scum from Cyart, a despicable existence of the Fischer family, listen well, my name is Arthur Meyer! A noble member of the Meyer family!"


Chapter 185: Blazing Fire Engulfs the Body!