Emperor Of Man Novels & Stories

When the emperor raised his hand with a diplomatic smile at the crowd in the arena they stood and hailed, cheering loudly until the crescendo of their cheers was almost deafening. The moment they had all been waiting for was here. When the emperor dropped his right hand the cheers subsided and the people waited. “For years,” the emperor’s loud voice rang clear throughout the arena almost like he was using a microphone, “the gods have dealt with us. They called us mortals, mocked us, stole our women and children, plundered our fields, and forced us into hiding but when men chose to fight back, we showed them that the resilience of men is far greater than the strength of gods.”

Empress Park snarled gritting her teeth. "His Majesty the Emperor arrives." a eunuch outside announces. "Leave me alone, let him see that I am miserable!" She push Lulu away and she even wrinkled her red brocade robe. The door was push open, a majestic man came in, his long hair flutters against the wind, his black robe with dragon embroidery moves with his body. He look like a deity. "Empress, I heard you are sick." Empress Park abruptly stood up, making her stumble a bit, she bowed gently, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

It was cold and calculating. And then he moved. He was a blur, faster than any man should, or could be. One moment, he stood several paces away and the next, his hand was wrapped around Cade's throat. He lifted his bulky form from the ground as though he weighed nothing. Cade gasped as he struggled for breath. The herb he clutched tightly slipped from his fingers and tumbled to the ground as he grasped onto the emperor's fingers. “You forget who I am,” the emperor growled, eyes glowing with dark shadows. “I am the great emperor of the seven kingdoms who united them with my sweat and blood. I am the sovereign ruler and now I have moved beyond the realm of mere mortals. I am the ultimate one.”

A few minutes later, a group of people quickly walked out of the courtyard. The person in the lead was a 40-year-old man. He was dressed in simple clothes but had an unmatched temperament. He was one of the Five Commanders and the most powerful among all commanders—the Emperor. He was known as the leader of the Five Commanders. “Haha, James. What brings you here?” The Emperor approached with his hands open and wanted to hug James. James lifted his foot and threw a kick at him. The Emperor was kicked a few meters away. However, he was the Emperor, one of the Five Commanders. Thus, he had extraordinary combat skills. His body swirled in the air and landed stably on the ground.

But now Xiao Chen was experiencing it himself, so he could only respond with actions to the trust that these men had placed in him. "Rest assured, I will become a great emperor. No! I will become the only emperor who protects humanity and its contents. I, Xiao Chen, today, here, in the face of suffering, name myself the Emperor of Humanity! Do you accept me?" All the men smiled as they saw Xiao Chen boldly acknowledge and call himself the emperor of humanity. Since ancient times, no powerful cultivator had dared to use the name of the emperor of mankind in this world, because the responsibility and burden on the shoulders of such a figure was enormous.

Whilst I was reading the report files on the information’s that has been gathered by the tortured and interrogated Assassin from the Spider. One thing that that stood out to me, and it has been bothering me quite a lot, like wood splinter under my skin. The fact that why the Emperor himself ordered his assassin to go an fetch him the Troll King Blood. The Emperor Sladin Kobul the 5th, Emperor of the Battle Star Empire, in his early days he was known to be battle maniac that waged war in order to measure his power and strength, whilst expanding his empire. A ruthless man, not the brightest, but he was surrounded by his capable ministers, supporters and many nobles. Not to mention he was an im

"East... East Emperor? Why are you here?" The man was stunned and his mind was in a mess. Without saying a word, he turned around and left. "Don't worry, I will come back again." Before East Emperor made a move, he easily scared away Powerman of Sunfall Empire, which was really shocking.

The emperor asked as his sparkled, and he added mockingly and smirking, "You can't even last long under the blazing sun." The empire was founded a hundred years ago. It wasn't the start of civilization, but it was the start of order and a systematic way of living. Royalty is at the top.The emperor won't bow down to experimental creatures that cease to exist, even if their necks separate from their bodies. These bloodsucking creatures were the result of humans attempting to create miracles, divine power, and alchemy. It amazes Aesthelia to witness someone who won't cower at the threat of another powerful yet evil being. The emperor looked menacingly but at the same time calmly.

And his skin was rather pale. "Yeah, they look very human. A few minor differences as you can see." She pointed towards the man. "I mean, he almost looks ethereal. Quite pretty if you ask me." Looking at him from a purely aesthetic value, there seemed to be nothing wrong with the man. He looked healthy, albeit a little too alien for her taste. "The Emperor's name is Logan Alcott." Right. Ellis was seconds away from bursting into laughter. She'd turned certifiably insane. Maybe she did have a mental illness she wasn't aware of and this was all a figment of her imagination? Wait, was she in an asylum?

He had been slapped. He was an Immortal Emperor. As an Immortal Emperor, he had been slapped in the face. It was too unbelievable. The most important thing was that this was not the fighting style of the Immortal Emperor. An Immortal Emperor could destroy stars at will. How could a powerful Immortal Emperor touch a person like a rogue? During the ancient war, he was already an Immortal Emperor. No one knew how long he had lived. This was the first time he had been slapped.