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

After the recent battle had ended, the people within the city all showed signs of utter exhaustion. Although Fein City had not been breached, there was no doubt that the casualties were severe.


Lilian began treating the wounded without delay, saving many who were critically injured and on the brink of death, including Chief Renzo of the Lion clan.


Chief Renzo, having awakened, was very grateful to Lilian, his face sincere. He then remembered advising Viscount Bast to be wary of the Fischer family.


His gaze drifted somewhat, but in the end, he still felt he had done nothing wrong.


Lilian shook her head gently and said, "It's what I should do."


Renzo nodded slightly, his face gradually losing the look of gratitude.


The "Stars Mortal" Ariel, "Mighty Angel" Bern, Viscount Bast, Chris, Chief Renzo, and Byrne, who was exceptionally included in the discussion, quickly convened an emergency meeting.


Chapter 216 World War II