From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

Darren slowly awoke from a heavy coma.

He felt the cool touch of the breeze on his skin and the sound of the waves echoing in his ears, like a gentle song.

Opening his eyes, Darren saw a vast expanse of beach before him, glistening in the morning light, with ripples forming in the distant waters, seemingly calling out to him softly.

He lifted his fingers, caked with wet sand, and gradually remembered what had happened.

"So it turns out I fainted due to an excessive consumption of Spiritual Power..."

Taking a deep breath, he realized he was lying in an open medic tent, with the golden beach outside and a doctor inside, organizing medicines.

When Darren woke up, he found that the people around had already begun to tally the battlefield.

More than a hundred Cyart people from the steamship had easily conquered the thousands of White Sea natives on the island.

The soldiers that followed were picking through the spoils of war on the beach, some of which were rare jewels, while others were people.

Darren had no extra compassion to spare for this and was not at all surprised; most armies of the day resorted to a policy of "living off the land" for supplies.

In theory, the illegal practice of the slave trade never extended protection to foreigners outside the Cyart people.

After getting up and leaving the medic tent, he saw Yeager, who was outside, directing the people.

"You're finally awake."

The old dog was guarding next to the tent, and upon seeing Darren walk out from the tent, he became very excited.

"Darren, you're finally awake! That's great! How do you feel?"

Darren shook his head and muttered, "No major issues."

Then his mood brightened, and he said with a smile, "The promotion ritual is complete; let's head back home!"

The old dog nodded, cheerfully saying, "Sure thing!"

He had also joined the Dawn Church in the past few years, following the Path of Calamity, and had recently stepped onto the 2nd Rank, gaining the Power of Consecution known as the "Thunder Attendant."

Yeager, who had been directing the transportation of the spoils of war, looked over here and walked over with a smile, saying, "Darren, you've finally come to."

Darren listened to the sound of the sea breeze and smiled calmly, jokingly asking, "Our esteemed mayor, have you completed your promotion ritual?"

Yeager nodded lightly and said, "It's done, commanding a battle to complete victory... It's an easy ritual to achieve during wartime, but if I were in a peaceful nation, I might never have the chance to complete it in my lifetime."

Darren could relate, especially since some promotion rituals for the 5th Rank were either too bizarre or complex; oftentimes, only opportunity could help one to complete them.

"That's true, people often need opportunities for advancement."

He nodded with a smile:

"By the way, those who follow the Path of World Order might be a bit too rigid. I once suggested to Moore that he could manufacture a large number of criminals and try them to complete his promotion ritual. Yet, he rejected my well-intentioned suggestion. Oh well!"

Yeager was also stupefied, not having thought of using such a "trick" to complete a promotion ritual.

He immediately started thinking about whether a person born in a completely peaceful place could also create a not entirely genuine battle?

Would that be effective?

Anyway, this Darren Fischer was certainly someone with a "very agile mind."

Darren said with a laugh, "After we sort things out here, let's head back. I can't wait to possess even greater power!"

"Yes, same here."

Ambition filled Yeager's eyes.

"Lord Darren, you must be well aware that there aren't many people in the world who crave strength more than I do! I've never thought having ambition is something to be ashamed of."

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"Someday, I will reach the peak, and my descendants will become the leading family that serves the Fischer family!"

He clenched his fist, knowing he would become the first non-Fischer family member to reach the Extraordinary Exponent of the 4th Rank!

Stepping onto the 4th Rank of the God Pantheon stairway was akin to a high-level Transmutation, undoubtedly a status symbol among Extraordinary Exponents, and one of the top hundred powerhouses in the entire Cyart Kingdom!

Power!

Deep within, Yeager constantly reminded himself that he needed even more power!

When he lost his family in the war as a child, he vowed to himself.

"The process of gaining power may cost me some things, but without power, everything would eventually depart from me!"

He didn't want to stop here; becoming the first 4th Rank non-Fischer family member wasn't enough—he wanted to be the first to reach the 5th Rank Daybreaker!

Yeager took a deep breath, craving and echoing in his mind the name of the Path of Conquest's 5th Rank sequence.

"Silver Glory Knight."

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After handling everything, the two returned to Nasir Town on the East Coast aboard a steamboat.

Although the train had only been in operation for a short while, the trade in Nasir Town was already increasing, and with the advent of the steamboat fueling the rapid development of the port, wealth was virtually chasing after the Fischer family at breakneck speed!

They voted to build new railways, connecting all four towns, and planned to expand the port in Nasir Town several times over, striving to surpass the port capacity of Phelps Port!

In fact, Nasir Town's population had already reached tens of thousands, nearly two-thirds that of Fein City, almost comparable to the number of people in Phelps Port, truly taking the form of a city.

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