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

Low-level Monarch "Boulder Sledge Hammer" Prince Baine and the court mage "Silver Poet" Aphrodus had also followed the former Cyart King to this port city.


Almost in the very next moment, they appeared before Byrne and the others, as if they had used some method to speed up their arrival.


Baine soon noticed something was amiss. Prince Baine's expression was very wrong, much graver than the emotionless "Silver Poet" Aphrodus.


He clearly did not wish to participate in this battle, yet he felt helpless and showed great hesitation and struggle.


"So it is, 'Silver Poet' Aphrodus, you are a person of the Words of Tranquility?"


After Aldrich asked, he received no response. The silver-haired "Silver Poet" did not even glance at him. Consequently, he immediately shouted, "Prince Baine! You should not have come here!"


Chapter 330 The True Oath!