From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

Through the investigations of the Black Tide members, a very troubling piece of news came from the north.

"The news is true," Christine, seated in her wheelchair, nodded gently, confirming the seriousness of the matter.

In the Grand Hall beneath the Fischer Manor, the family members looked at each other from their respective seats, most frowning deeply because the message from Rhea was too pressing.

According to the information Black Tide obtained from Rhea's upper society, the Salvation Church and the Reforging Church had already made a decision. The powers of both True Gods Churches would join forces, and they would officially take the field to support Carnia and Rhea!

Even though the Fischer family possessed unprecedented combat power, the pressure that could be exerted by the two True Gods Churches and two nations together was overwhelmingly large.

Seated in her wheelchair, Christine couldn't help but smile bitterly, "The only good news is that the Enlightened ones from the two True Gods Churches cannot take the field, otherwise we would have no chance of winning the war."

However, High Priest Archibald shook his head, closed his eyes, and said slowly,

"You're wrong, because we are sheltered by the great Lord of the Lost, no enemy can defeat Fischer. On the contrary, those ignorant sinners will fall into the Abyss and never escape their doomed destruction."

Christine found it hard to argue; she knew their perspectives on the issue were different.

Darren took a deep breath, his emotions barely contained, as he said,

"Find a way to get the Tempest Church, the Lorne Empire, and the Thrums Dukedom to increase their support for us, that's one aspect we need to work on."

"The other aspect is simple, we ourselves must become even stronger."

At this moment, Queen Peggy was also among them, but the Queen, held in high esteem by the Cyart people, was just an ordinary member at the Fischer family council.

She looked lovingly at the infant in her arms, attending her first Fischer family council meeting.

For Peggy, this moment meant she was no longer a disposable pawn of the Fischer family, but rather an indispensable member of it.

In her arms, she held the Fischer family's newest member.

Unlike most Fischers, whose extraordinary bloodline lay dormant and required rituals to awaken, the newborn, the future Lord of Cyart, Auston Fischer, possessed the noble divine blood, the "Blood of Salvation," since birth.

From then on, the Fischer family finally possessed the power of divine bloodline!

The rank of the "Blood of Salvation's" bloodline was undoubtedly the highest. Yet, even with the divine bloodline's power, there might still be an opportunity to further develop it.

Karl could clearly sense the powerful force held by the "Blood of Salvation."

It provided the possessor with a significant damage reduction effect and could morph into various forms while also possessing tremendous restraint against all things evil, dark, and undead.

Moreover, compared to other Extraordinary Exponents of the same rank, those with the "Blood of Salvation" would have much more robust physicality, mental power, and spiritual power.

Being on the same low or middle Monarch Level, those with the divine blood "Blood of Salvation" generally had the power to confront two enemies of the same rank alone.

And the above are just a part of the power held by the "Blood of Salvation."

Up to this point, no one in the Adley Royal Family of Cyart had truly activated it in the full sense.

To fully activate the great power of the "Blood of Salvation," a legend of the Heavenly Enlightenment Level was needed. Such formidable power could even bring the dead back to life and enter a near-impervious state immune to most external influences.

"Indeed, there is still room to develop the 'Blood of Salvation' further, but Auston is still too young. Let him undergo the ritual after some time," Karl mused, confirming the divine blood still had the potential for further development. By then, the child would become even more powerful.

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Days later, in the study, Darren was perusing a pitch-black document, acutely aware that each member of the Dawn Church had different responsibilities, and he was no exception.

For him, the most important thing at the moment was to complete the ritual and advance to the 6th Rank of the Path of Shadow.

"The Corner of the Pitch Black Object?"

Through Hecate's prophetic ability, he learned that the location of "The Corner of the Pitch Black Object" was inside a Snow Mountain in Rhea.

It was the very place where Savoie had once failed his advancement ritual and died, where Archibald, who survived the ordeal, successfully reached the "Hand of Austere Winter!"

The documents Darren had been perusing were from the hands of Ian, the High Priest of the Sea God Cult, who also planned to pursue the 5th Rank on the Path of Knowledge soon.

"According to the contents of the documents Ian provided, there's a special passage to Hell hidden within that Snow Mountain. Although there are multiple ways to reach Hell on the Ouden Continent, within the bounds of the Eastern Four Kingdoms, that is the only place where one can enter Hell."

According to the records in the mysticism books he found, so-called Hell was a place with many demons, considered to be a different dimensional space that connects countless worlds.

"If the location given in the prophecy is here, then it's very likely that it's not the Snow Mountain itself… but something in the Hellish space that fits the description of 'The Corner of the Pitch Black Object.'"

However, whether it were Rhea's Snow Mountain or the even more terrifying Hellish space, both were dangerous and even more dangerous places. Ordinary people would die the instant they entered Hell and even common Extraordinary Exponents wouldn't last long.

"Rhea, huh?"

"A key problem is that my power is already strong enough that just setting foot in Rhea will trigger the National Defense Barrier to lock on and track me…"

"If I carelessly linger too long, I will undoubtedly be besieged by Rhea's numerous Monarch powerful experts."

He fell into deep contemplation.

Should he just send some who are not at Monarch Level or on the 5th Rank to try entering the Hellish space and then retrieve the Extraordinary materials needed for his ritual?

But can they really survive in Hell?

After mulling it over, Darren muttered to himself, "No matter what, I should still make a trip there myself. For safety's sake, I'll have Yeager and Uncle Chris come with me."

Although Yeager had successfully entered the 5th Rank, he had yet to truly show his capability, but Darren felt he was a very reliable person.

As for Uncle Chris, there was even less need to speak of the man who was like the Death God.

Despite the dangers, Darren had confidence.

So, a few days later, Darren Fischer, Yeager, and Chris the three of them boarded a boat together and snuck into the north of Rhea.

Rhea's National Defense Barrier would undoubtedly detect and start tracking the trio's whereabouts immediately. But the location of the Snow Mountain was near Rhea's border. If only they could quickly retrieve the items and return, they would be fine.
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The Snow Mountain at night was a tranquil and mysterious scroll of painting, showcasing the great nature's majesty and depth to the fullest.

Looking up at the sky, Darren saw the stars twinkling like the tender glances from distant worlds, silently observing this area covered with ice and snow.

The summit of the Snow Mountain, under the gentle caress of the moonlight, appeared even more sacred and majestic.

The silver moonlight spilled upon the pristine snow, reflecting a soft yet cold light, enveloping the entire mountain in a veil of faint silver.

Darren, Yeager, and Chris had already arrived at the foot of the Snow Mountain, all looking very young, though in reality, they were all old men who had lived for many years.

Chris looked around at the sparse coniferous forest with an expressionless face. Under the cover of nightfall, it seemed even more serene, only the occasional wind breaking the silence.

"Let's keep going, I think I know where this so-called entrance is," Yeager suddenly said.

Darren nodded slightly and responded, "We, who have been locked on, don't have much time. We must leave before the Rhea People besiege us."