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

In the eyes of Darren and others, the vague and humanoid outline of the black shadow gradually became clearer, but it only made everyone feel more uneasy.


Little Black initially seemed immersed in some profound emotion, but as time went by, it became increasingly violent.


Its body completely distorted and transformed as if torn by an invisible force, emitting a terrifying aura that made one's heart palpitate. Those invisible eyes seemed to penetrate the darkness, gazing directly at everyone from the Fischer family and the Dawn Church present, revealing endless anger.


The black shadow suddenly let out an ear-splitting wail, a sound laden with endless pain and despair, echoing throughout the entire realm of the Spirit Realm, instilling fear in everyone's hearts.


The name "Andersen" was both ancient and very familiar, causing a dramatic change in the expressions of the Fischer family members.


Chapter 529 The Arrival of the Quasi-god Andersen!