From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

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A remnant had lingered.

That was the forbidden rare artifact number one, the legendary "Book".

The Omiscience Book.

Chris reached out his hand, and in an instant, the book containing countless forbidden knowledge was at his side.

He had received a message in an instant, a message given by the Omiscience Book, free from any errors.

With this book, one could reach a higher realm in an instant.

Moreover, once the power of the book was used, or even merely carrying the book, the effects of all lower forbidden rare artifacts would not affect him.

That was why he had not been able to use the power of "Omnipotent Vision" to seal the Extraordinary Power of the Immortal Emperor just a moment ago.

But...

Chris knew the cost of using it was far too great.

He would have to sacrifice millions of lives that trusted him, a feat he could not accomplish in most cases, so Chris slowly shook his head.

Except for the God of Reforging, an existence that could not be countered by human ability, there was no longer any threat to the Fischer family in the Claud World, and there was no longer an urgent need to enhance his power.

"All is over."

Chris murmured to himself.

Suddenly, he and everyone in the Fischer family felt a terrifying presence!

The surrounding sky, earth, city, even space itself was in chaos, everything was shaking violently!

"What!"

Even Chris rarely showed a shocked expression.

He felt it.

The God of Reforging had arrived!

"God of Reforging..."

Chris recalled the key doctrine the Reforging Church had always adhered to, "The God of Reforging will have a moment of descent, and at that time, He will completely reforge an incomplete world full of defects into a brand-new perfect world."

In other words, the entire world was about to be completely reforged!

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At the same time, priests of the Reforging Church, dressed in white robes and with a fanatical yet cold light in their eyes, traveled secretly to various locations within the cities of Lorne, conducting rituals.

These rituals were offerings of loyalty to the God of Reforging, and the sacrifices were innocent believers—those misled or coerced into joining the Reforging Church, ultimately becoming victims.

As the rituals intensified, believers in numerous cities were selected one by one, their lives mercilessly taken, their souls extracted and turned into dim lights that merged into the God of Reforging's abyss.

"God of Reforging…"

"Please descend."

"We have finally achieved our objective. Next, let half of the cities become the sacrifice, offered to You... Please reforge the entire world, making everything perfect!"

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"Let all souls head towards that perfect new world!"

Finally, when the sacrifices reached an unimaginable number, the sky began to tremble, clouds thickened, and thunder roared. Your journey continues on My Virtual Library Empire

Beams of blinding light burst from the depths of numerous temples in various cities, shooting straight into the sky, signifying that the miracle of the God of Reforging had finally descended upon the world.

At that moment, the horizon seemed to be torn apart by an ancient and powerful force, unleashing an unprecedented spectacle.

But this was not a light that brought hope and redemption; it was filled with twisting and destructive power.

The God of Reforging, a legendary being who controlled the rhythm of metals and the structure of all things, had finally arrived, in a scene of splendor beyond human imagination.

The originally tranquil azure sky began to surge with strange lights, like the first light before the dawn, yet it contained endless majesty and power.

Then, the light gradually condensed and transformed, turning into countless dazzling brass gears. They varied in size and were intricately suspended in the air, interlocking and rotating, emitting a deep and harmonious mechanical rumble, as if the operating laws of the entire universe were being physically displayed at this moment.

The innumerable brass gears shone not only with the unique luster of metal but also radiated an ancient and mysterious aura. They were not merely material existences but were runes that bore wisdom and power. With the slow rotation of the gears, waves of eerie yet vibrant energy fluctuations descended from the sky, enveloping the entire earth. It seemed that all things were subtly transformed by the baptism of this power.

On the ground, whether it was bustling cities or remote countryside, whether it was bustling crowds or leisurely people, everyone looked up in awe at this heart-stopping scene.

Astonishment, reverence, curiosity... a mix of emotions intertwined, forming a collective human memory at that moment. Many followers of the God of Reforging knelt in worship, thankful for the miracles and revelations bestowed by the divine.

"Ah, the great God of Reforging has descended!"

"God, a divine being has come to this world!"

"At last, I've seen it! It's a true miracle!"

"The world is about to be reforged, we will live in a perfect new world, how wonderful, we are finally going to realize our dreams! Hahahahaha!"

Then...

The World Reforged.

Begin!

The earth began to quake, cities collapsed with a loud crash, countless buildings turned into ruins, and life perished in despair. The power of the God of Reforging was displayed before the people in a twisted form.

It was neither creation nor salvation but a merciless destruction and reshaping of the existing order; this reshaping was not borne of mercy but from the Evil God's pathological pursuit of chaos and pain.

Driven by the terrifying power of the God of Reforging, the entire planet seemed to become a huge canvas, at the mercy of this Evil God who whimsically splattered its twisted will everywhere.

An unprecedented disaster descended—the entire planet began to decompose, then was reconstructed in a new, twisted form.

The sky was no longer the familiar pitch black but was replaced by a profound, ominous purple, as if the entire world were enveloped in an unknown fear. The ground shattered violently, accompanied by deafening roars. Once majestic mountain ranges collapsed in moments, vast plains were torn apart into deep abysses, and countless cities and villages were obliterated by the twin assaults of earthquakes and volcanic eruptions.

The entire world seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, disintegrating and falling apart.

People watched in terror as the ground beneath their feet, the sky above their heads, and everything around them were changing in an incomprehensible way. In some areas, time seemed to accelerate, with all things rapidly aging and decaying; in other areas, time seemed to freeze, everything standing still, awaiting an unknown fate.

Countless people cried out in the collapsing world, their voices filled with despair and pain, echoing across this cursed land.

The once spherical Claud World, under the Divine Power of the God of Reforging, gradually twisted into an irregular shape, almost all creatures died in an instant, and countless suffering souls cried out, collapsing, yet attracted by an invisible Divine Power, unable even to proceed to the world of Tranquility.

Most members of the Fischer family also perished in a short time, many souls wailing in unbearable pain.

However, even as the entire world crumbled and fell apart, the enormously powerful Chris had not yet died. His eyes wide open, he clenched a book in his hands, trembling as never before, gazing at all the changes that had occurred within those brief few minutes.

In the end, why had it come to this?

Was everything already too late?