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

"What on earth is going on? It's like we've been invisibly linked together!"


"Hurry up and untie it! Although it's unclear, the situation looks very bad!"


The six Monarch powerful experts all sensed the immense threat, yet Byrne Fischer didn't give them any chance. He quickly summoned the powerful Ancient Shadow again, and this time he layered on the ability of the Past-Peeking Eye, creating an even more complete projection.


This time, the projection Byrne summoned was none other than... a mysterious elder clad in a blue robe, profound and unfathomable!


In fact, apart from the great Lord of the Lost and the "Sea God," of all the powerful beings Byrne had ever seen in his life, only the Curator of the Sapphire Library was the strongest, most knowledgeable, and most enigmatic.


Perhaps, he could even rival the "Sea God."


The mere presence of that old man instantly made everyone feel enormous pressure.


Chapter 377 Death Chain!