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

Is the situation with the "Black Ash" so unique?


After hearing this, Byrne immediately fell into deep thought. Anyway, it seemed that if he really could take down "Black Ash," the rewards would be tremendous, and the great Lord of the Lost would be very pleased.


Then, he continued to act very respectfully, slightly bowing his head as he said:


"Marquis Vlad, the black dragon is actually the sworn enemy of the Fischer family, and as the son of Lucius Fischer, I will never give up on taking revenge on it. Therefore, I must ask you about everything concerning 'Black Ash,' please tell me, what exactly is the existence of 'Black Ash'?"


Without any warning, Marquis Vlad's loud roar made Byrne suddenly unable to speak.


Chapter 271 I am Black Ash