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

    Beneath a massive pyramid, sunlight, like liquid gold, slowly poured over each giant stone, draping this sacred sun crystal in a divine glow.


    Hidden in the deepest part of the pyramid was a secret chamber, known only to the ancient monarchs of Terell who used it for worshipping the Blazing Sun. Today, however, it became the holy ground where the Child of the Sun God summoned many powerful beings from across the continent to discuss important matters.


    Besides those who once besieged the Child of the Sun God, other Heavenly Enlightenments and high-ranking individuals from the Claud World were all present.


    The Child of the Sun God, clad in a golden robe, his eyes shimmering with the intense light of the sun, stood on a raised platform in the center of the chamber.


    His presence was the embodiment of light and hope, and everyone in the room felt a strong power.


Chapter 527: The Black Fog Sweeping Across the Continent