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

He had already broken the ninth seal and acquired even greater power.


Before him, the world had already been destroyed, his entire field of view filled with shattered debris and endless voids of darkness. The remaking power had even involved the Spirit Realm, causing all members of the Fischer family to perish, their Spiritual Power completely returned to himself.


The otherworldly god "Chaos Constellation" had completely occupied this world, long since manipulating all the gods, becoming the greatest winner behind the scenes.


Karl suddenly realized that those divine beings were still present in the blood-red moon among the two moons, and had not truly left the Claud World.


So it was, the so-called Gods had already left Claud World... This matter had been a rumor, or rather, a lie, from beginning to end.


"However, that doesn't matter... because It holds no animosity toward me."


Chapter 545: The 9th Seal