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

The entire Claud World was like a mercilessly torn scroll, with every part echoing the elegy of life, as the power of the God of Reforging relentlessly destroyed everything. How fragile and fleeting the multitude of lives was when hit by the force of a True God Level.


With the collapse of the planet, countless souls struggled in fear and wailing, wandering in the void, unable to find peace—because their agony and dread were like eternal shackles.


Flames of indomitable will burned in Chris's eyes.


In the moment the world was being reforged, he had already died more than once, but he quickly resurrected.


At this point, all members of the Fischer family except for Chris had perished, yet he still lived because... Chris suddenly understood the situation.


Yes, because the great He remembered him, and He was the immortal, the eternal existence...


He tightly grasped the legendary sacred object—the Omiscience Book.


Chapter 544: The 11th Step "Silent Emperor