Novel & Cerita Emperor Of Mankind

Everyone wanted to know the guy with no expression on his lower face and a black mask covering his upper face who could dance too well to be a mafian. Curiosity. That's what is going to make them so invested. That's what is going to make me so announced. I, Ariel Winter D'Angelo, the next ruler of the Empire. I'd finally gotten what I wanted. What I spent 12 years of my life targeting. My hand went to my leg in that instant and I swiftly removed the knife which I had placed there in the restroom. With the last beautiful and glorious turn, I pulled closer to The Viper's chest and sent the knife in.

"His Highness, the Imperial Grandson, has returned!" The cries echoed one after another, rippling outward through the entire palace like waves. Outside the Emperor's private chambers, the chief steward Edmund Linton came out to greet us personally. His eyes were red-rimmed. "Your Highness, His Majesty has been waiting for you." The doors opened. A thick medicinal smell washed over us. On the great canopied bed, the old Emperor reclined against cushions. He was gaunt and withered, barely recognizable from a year ago. The moment he saw Adrian, tears welled up in his clouded eyes.

"Turn Carlo." Carlo Mancini. Vincent's most trusted consigliere, the man who controlled the family's most critical money laundering operations and casino business. Also… the one who had led the others in tormenting me at the orphanage. When Carlo was brought to the Costa family dungeon, he trembled uncontrollably. I sat in the shadows, watching him. "You look like you've gained weight," I said calmly. Carlo collapsed to the ground. "Miss Isabella, I was wrong. I was a bastard. I deserve to die. Please, spare me…"

Goosebumps travelled up her arm, she could blow up. Her emotions changed as fast as the Emperors, who now looked bitter and back to his original personality. "Humans." He spoke. "Hm?" Alexis who had been broken away from her own turmoil stared at the Emperor. "I have a bad reputation with humans." He turned around, "I'll leave Agathus with you so don't travel too far. He'll notify me if you accidentally blow up." He cruelly laughed as he left. Alexis' heart froze. She felt a bit baffled at the change of behaviour in the once nice Emperor. She had even begun to think he might not be nearly as bad as she had made him out to be. But, all that had just come crashing.

The white haired man grabbed it and started walking forward. “A beast will have a taste of its very own poison.” Alois Devaraux, the Emperor of Heaven. A man who is believed to be thousands of years old. He has reigned over the palace of Astraia for ages and ruled the Eastern North with the best of his ability. The people of his land respect him and they even vowed to serve him until the last beating of their hearts. He is a man of cold nature, he possess no emotions inside and shows no mercy towards his nemesis. He is also a skilled warrior. During his childhood, he is trained to become a formidable knight in the battlefield. It is also his duty to slay or seal monsters who are unleashed a

The man was relatively powerful and was a Fourth Heaven Grand Emperor. He immediately reprimanded James, “What nonsense are you spouting, James? If he isn’t the rightful Lord of the Human Race, do you think you’re entitled to the position?” James glanced at the man and said calmly, “It’s not his rightful title. What has he done for humanity? What gives him the right to be the Human Race’s Lord?” Xandros hurriedly interjected, saying. “If you want to be the Lord of the Human Race and Heavenly Court, I’ll pass on the position to you, James. Now that we’ve finally recovered prosperity and peace, let’s avoid fighting among ourselves.”

Whatever, and he didn't care about that unimportant person. Not only that, the abundant and overflowing mana, that intentionally or not, unceasingly seeping out from the slender body which seemed harmless at first sight, yet he is more dangerous than the rest. In this regard, he is like the Emperor. Like father like son. Under the charming smile and dazzling eyes, people were attracted to them, unconsciously following him around, revering them with worshiping eyes. He should probably say the old Emperor. The current one is a gloomy person with a wicked mind.