Emperor Belos Novels & Stories

"However, as a good friend of Empress Nuwa, I must help her finish her last will. It is against the rules for the new emperor to ascend the throne when it's not even been a hundred days since the late Nine Heaven Emperor has perished. So, I have a suggestion, why don't we let both Prince Auten and Prince Aurin have a competition. We'll assess them after a hundred days and whoever is the strongest will be the new emperor. This way, you can do right by the late Emperor's final order and I by Empress Nuwa's. What do you all say?" Another uproar exploded like a pressure cooker as soon as she finished speaking. Prince Auten was not having it. "Why should I compete with him when I'm already the ne

Druiksa's terrible voice was still clearly stored in her memory. Venus diverted the thought. Her eyes stared at the wet grass beneath. Amerta troops… who are they? The Emperor sighed. Most are not human, Bizura, not human. But they are strong. Venus shuddered a little, but not because of the cold. Her mind whispered again. What else? The Emperor seemed to be singing. There are dark beings from the Third Earth, Bizura, dark creatures that volts never imagined. How terrible, so terrible. • • •

could someone explain this to me and how did I revive and get reincarnated at this Era? Zelia look at the Emperor, "How about you?" "1500 years old."He said nonchalantly making her face even more unexplainable. "You're my great great great great great greatest grandfather?! I see, you're already an old man."She smirked while pointing her forefinger at him making his expressionless face frowned. The Emperor grabbed her waist and push her to the king bed size bed. The Emperor look at Reves and Mae like he is signalling them to leave their room and they receive his signal.

But for her, Rhobart was the most handsome man she had ever seen. A not-so-kind smile spread across his face. “Join me.” His voice was calm and sweet, just like the voice of Darkness. A shiver ran down Ayla’s spine. “Join me, and I will make you the Empress of the world. I will give you power, the likes of which you have never dreamed of, and you will live eternally. All you have to do is say yes, and everything you have ever wished for will be yours.” Ayla realized who the man was. Not a man, but a God. Beliar.

It was pure. “They dared to piss on our gates, then went home by laying our dogs on pure trash,” the Emperor whispered, his voice creeping slowly through the pores of every elder present. Not a cry of fury, but rather a promise of absolute death. "Alexander Sterling... you may be immune to banking sabotage, but let's see if your European fangs are immune to pure dragon blades." The Emperor stood up. His golden silk robe fluttered. For a hundred years, he never left his throne in Asia. But tonight, pure imperial prestige had been slapped right in his face!

Myrmidon then cut off Gordan’s right hand and placed it on the ground before the clan men of Gratar. “We shall now all stand as brothers, Gratar and Tared. The evil of greed shall be our end if we continue.” At these words, the clansmen of Gratar bowed down to Myrmidon. “Hail Myrmidon! King of Ethor and Emperor of Menia!” Barbul held his sword up and cheered. Velsusi brought a cloak to Myrmidon and covered the weary warrior emperor. Myrmidon was then carried to a tent to rest before being brought to Careath to assume the throne.

Of course, the audience fell silent and it was obvious that every single person in the hall had their attention focused on the emperor. "Thank you for coming to this charity ball to celebrate the opening of the academy and orphanage that will surely bring our empire to a new height," Emperor Frederick said formally. It was so obvious that his words were nothing but a mere speech written by somebody else for him. "Everyone, I'd like you to meet the first princess and the brain behind the newly established academy and orphanage in the Helios Empire." He faced me politely and gestured his hand towards me. "This is the pride of the royal family, Her Royal Highness Princess Belladonna Reigna Asta

"Run, Emperor!" exclaimed the commander as he saw the emperor for the last time. Then the ball surrounding the Sun Emperor's army exploded before the Sun Emperor's eyes. BOOMM The ball exploded but did not hurt the sun emperor, who knelt in despair as he watched his entire army be destroyed, not a single one of them remaining after the explosion. The black dragon smiled at the sun emperor, who was now desperate and lifeless. This was what he wanted, and this was what he wanted most as a black dragon who brought despair.

"The Emperor of Corceigea Empire, Leonardo Kartan Crossus." Finesia flinched a bit as her lips parted, she doesn't know what Jeneva is talking about. Hearing Leonardo's name from someone's mouth makes her envious, it feels something wrong deep inside her. "I don't exactly understand, who is this Emperor you're talking about?" she asked. Jeneva trembles just by saying the Emperor's name. "The Emperor who fought the Divine Dragon alone in Grisaia and tamed it. He's not just a powerful man but an immortal born from a Goddess's blood."

To unify the world, they had to travel south and conquer another major country. They would have to travel through Sangria in order to achieve this. Only after destroying Sangria would they be able to continue heading down south to continue on their conquest of the world. The main hall of the Korinth Palace was magnificent and extravagant. A middle-aged man sat in the highest seat of the council. He was slightly chubby and was about 150 years old. He had slightly tan skin and exuded an intimidating aura. He was the current Emperor of Korinth. His name was Xandalous Korinth, also known as Korinth the Second.