From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

"I am a member of the Fischer family! Darren Fischer, son of Raven Byrne! I am proud to be part of the Fischer family!"

Believing he was going to die, Darren spoke defiantly, glaring at his opponent.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered the effect of his "Sufferer" Destiny's Trajectory, and deep down he felt that he might not necessarily die.

The "Sufferer's" Destiny's Trajectory allowed him to accumulate good fortune after encountering misfortune, so that all his stored good luck would burst forth in times of mortal peril.

Over the years, "Sufferer" had never come into play, so Darren didn't know how much good fortune he had amassed.

Unable to help himself, Darren roared inwardly, hoping that it would work at the critical moment!

"Heh heh heh, scum from Cyart, a despicable existence of the Fischer family, listen well, my name is Arthur Meyer! A noble member of the Meyer family!"

The red-haired man stared intensely at Darren, his eyes depths filled with bitter hatred, he responded loudly and arrogantly:

"You definitely know my father, Bourette Meyer, a brave warrior! Decades ago, my father went to the East Coast for the future of our family on a mission with almost no return, and he died a glorious death in the end!"

Bourette Meyer?

Darren trembled all over, anger flashing in his eyes, of course he knew this name!

Originally, his grandfather Lucius had died under the troops of Bourette Meyer, a hatred the Fischer family would always remember! Until the Meyer family paid a terrible price, the feud would not end!

He was the descendant of that man!

The red-haired Arthur Meyer, his body like raging flames, let out a very cold huff and continued:

"It seems you indeed know my father. He died in a clash with the Fischer family, and you lowly creatures killed the noble bloodline, a price must be paid!"

"My uncle did not wish for me to take revenge immediately, hoping I would continue to focus on the greater good of the nation, but I have been waiting for over twenty years, I can no longer bear it!"

Arthur shook with fury as he spoke.

"For decades, just the thought that my father's killers could still be in this world, eating, drinking, even having their own hobbies, joy, and happiness, has been so painful I can't even sleep!"

"I will absolutely exterminate every single person in the Fischer family, none will be spared!"

Darren's inner self wanted to beg for mercy, but instead, he felt a powerful urge in his mind and, without begging for mercy, he loudly retorted:

"Your father was an invader, an evil enemy, and the Fischer family simply eliminated the evil! His death was not at all glorious but was just a despicable man paying his due!"

Why would I say such a thing?

No sooner had Darren spoken than he regretted it.

The other party was certainly going to be thoroughly enraged...

But when the other party said he would kill all the people of the Fischer family, Darren was simply too angry. Since he was a child, he had sworn to protect his family and couldn't help but lose control of his emotions.

Arthur Meyer, his eyes red with rage, was instantly surrounded by a torrent of raging flames. As he raised his palm, it brought up swathes of crimson flames, and he bellowed:

"This land was originally that of the Rhea People; it's you Cyart people who stole it! My father is a hero of the Rhea People!"

This is it, I'm going to die!

Though terrified in the depths of his heart, Darren still forced himself to shake his head and said calmly:

"No, this land belonged to Cyart from the beginning, it was only taken by you for a few decades! We didn't steal it, we simply reclaimed our ancestral land!"

The argument between the two sides had been unresolved for decades, and there was no way to resolve it now, much less persuade the other party to acknowledge his perspective.

Having said his piece, Darren closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and waited fearfully for death.

Then, after a while, he noticed that the other party hadn't attacked him.

Could it be that "Sufferer" had miraculously worked, and that the detestable red-haired firebug had decided not to kill him?

Not until Darren opened his eyes did he see the red-haired Arthur Meyer looking at him amusedly, revealing an extremely cruel smile.

"Despicable existence of Fischer, you dare to insult my father with words and smear his honorable death, I will not let you die easily!"

What does he want to do?

Fear suddenly filled the depths of Darren's heart, and in the next moment, he was surrounded by a torrent of raging flames.

Heat waves assaulted him crazily, instantly charring his clothing and igniting fierce flames. Darren struggled to escape the overwhelming fire, but the blaze rapidly climbed higher, burning his skin and crackling incessantly.

"Ahhh!"

The sensation of pain was amplified manifold. The smell of burning flesh was overpowering, and fear and despair surged in his heart. Darren's body was enveloped in flames, the agony so intense that he could no longer scream. His vision blurred, with nothing but scorching redness around him, as if the whole world was about to be consumed at that moment.

The burning flames ravaging Darren's body almost drove him insane with unbearable pain, yet in the end, he didn't die but was left alive by Arthur Meyer.

With severe burns all over, he trembled uncontrollably, experiencing a level of excruciating pain he had never felt before, wishing for nothing more than to die right then and there.

"Ahhh!"

Why did it have to be like this? Was this the so-called good fortune of the "Sufferer"?

Although he had survived, his life was worse than death!

"The despicable existence of the Fischer family, I'll make you suffer every imaginable torture, and then with your own lips admit the inferiority of the Cyart people and the Fischer family, weeping as you kowtow to my father's tombstone!"

Arthur Meyer gazed at Darren's pitiful state, feeling a profound sense of satisfaction deep within his heart.

For decades, he had been seeking vengeance for his father, and now that he had taken the first step, the pleasure was an unprecedented thrill!

"Dealing with you is just the first step. Next, I will head to the East Coast, to that town called Nasir, and exterminate every single person affiliated with the Fischer family!"

Arthur Meyer coldly grabbed Darren's arm, indifferent to his painful struggles, and dragged him to a nearby Rhea family garrison, demanding that the family leader there treat the prisoner and send him to the Meyer family territory afterwards.

Afterward, Arthur Meyer embarked on his journey.

He was heading to Nasir Town in East Coast Province to gradually defeat the Fischer family's forces one by one, killing them off until he completely destroyed Nasir Town.

Arthur Meyer was the second prodigy in decades from the powerful Fire Demon God family "Adranus," even considered the successor to Marquis Meyer.

He inherited the mightiest "Adranus" bloodline of the Meyer family, which originated from a mysterious being that existed in the ancient times, the fire demon god Adranus. Back then, a massive empire on the continent had worshiped Him, with territories rivaling those of Cyart and Rhea.

Although he had heard that the Fischer family had developed over the past twenty years or so, Arthur Meyer was very confident in his own strength.

He had not yet broken through to the Monarch Level, so crossing barriers instantly wouldn't lock him in place, and he wouldn't be obstructed or pursued by other Monarch Level powerhouses from Cyart.

However, Arthur Meyer was actually only a hair's breadth away from breaking through to the Monarch Level!

He had already decided he would achieve his breakthrough in Nasir Town, and then annihilate the entire Fischer family! Even Nasir Town itself would burn in the raging flames to become a bloody sacrifice in his vengeful crusade!

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The setting sun cast a golden glow across the sky, and distant clouds took on shades of orange and red, like a magnificent oil painting.

At the gates of Fischer Manor, Irene and a few servants stood quietly at the entrance.

She gazed warmly at the familiar yet greatly changed Nasir Town, a warm smile on her face.

"Nasir Town has become even more beautiful."

Under her careful nurturing over the years, Lilian had grown to genuinely believe in the Lord of the Lost and was even one step away from becoming a devout believer.

"What I lack is a catalyst, not only for her, but I too need a crucial catalyst to complete it…"

Irene felt that to fully perfect the book in her mind, she still needed to experience some things, perhaps lacking a vitally important perfect opportunity.

But such an opportunity was hard to come by, and she might not find it even in her remaining time.

No, she definitely would find it, because it was the will of the Lord of the Lost.

"Only a few years left. I must complete the most important mission of my life."

She murmured to herself:

"As long as that book can come into this world and be passed down, even if the Dawn Church faces drastic changes in the future, those who come after can begin anew with its guidance."

The trees basked in the afterglow of the sunset, becoming tranquil and beautiful, casting long shadows.

"Great Lord of the Lost, I am about to return to Your embrace, thank You."

With extreme inner peace, she raised her hands and closed her eyes, aware that she was about to return to His embrace, her soul filled with joy.

In that moment, an aura of tranquility and warmth pervaded the surroundings, as if the entire world had stopped its hustle and bustle, everything becoming peaceful and serene.

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