Emperor Of Solo Play Novels & Stories

“One of the strongest soldiers of Ezealyra. He is the one who killed the former Emperor of Soloma.” “What?” Lavi is shocked. The former Emperor of Soloma, Theorodus Anderson, died in a war against Ezealyra. It was rumored that no pure blooded man can kill the mighty Theodorus. “So a hybrid took him down,” Lavi nods. “I can say that he is not going to be welcome in Soloma.” “People of Soloma are looking for a chance to attack as well,” Jemal agrees. “They are suppressing their rage against Ezealyra but it will only be a matter of time before a war breaks out between them. I doubt Soloma will win though.”

He suddenly recognized the helpless orphan he had tortured so long ago. Devrim's eyes narrowed. "That is not my name. I am Emperor Devrim, husband to Her Majesty, Empress Aurora and foremost warrior in Valiant. I will defeat you." Ledford was shocked by the revelation. But it changed nothing. This man beneath him must die. The Captain pulled a knife from his belt and leaned back to finish off the Emperor. In a swift movement, Devrim pulled his knees to his chest and kicked Leford with all his might.

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.

Lorenzo’s hand instantly flew to the holster beneath his jacket but I raised a hand stopping him. I looked at Luke, completely unbothered. I had been hearing his pathetic insults since I was a child. He was a weak spoiled child. He had the legacy, but I had the brains and the brutality. That’s why our father had passed him over to let me run the empire until I completely took over kicking my own father out of the board seat. "Keep drinking, Luke," I said smoothly, not even slowing my pace as I walked past the staircase. "Maybe one day you'll finally drink enough to forget that I own the roof over your head."

The young man is at the very side of the building getting surrounded by bodies as he was not been hitten by a single rolling pin from the sky. As he observes the situation he stands up from his place and went back to the small stage in the middle of the vacant lot. He is the only one standing. Well, he is barely standing but it still can be called the last one standing. He is like standing at the corpse whom he defeated. This is what the young man's plan from the start. A plan to make name for himself in their territory. And it somehow success. A coward strategy, a perfect strategy for the enemy who uses numbers.

Especially the Emperor’s sideways flip at the last moment to dodge the slash from his opponent, it was simply a classic, a work of perfection. The finesse displayed by these 2 pinnacle gladiators was simply head-turning to the spectators. The amount of control in display by both was something else. Despite how fast paced the fight was, they both displayed their strength and skill as neither of them sustained an injury from this short flawless exchange. The Emperor was not liking how the fight was going. He decided to elevate the level of the fight to whole another level through his next action. He decisively started executing his divine battle art, the War Emperor. The spectators cheered wil

Now I must say my life is a mess since dad flew away they treated me differently they show their true colors, this mansion is full of traitors granddad and dad are right they are only nice to me because my granddad and dad is always there to protect me. Not until I meet him, his cold and emotionless dark blue eyes, his stern, serious and cold baritone voice, and his dangerous aura that may make you fall on your feet. But I didn’t get scared on him I just smiled at him. He has a Greek god well sculpted face those dark blue eyes of him are so beautiful even though it has no emotions on it he has a well tall build figure towering me. He is No other than the EMPEROR of business world, Zhane Zach

"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.

Julian finally managed, his voice strained. "She taught me how to win the Quiet Game," Lucas corrected. "I came here to tell you that the game is over, Father. I know everything. The Empire is yours, but my life, my choices, and my sanctuary—the Temple—are mine. I am the Explorer, not the Legacy Heir." Julian nodded slowly, his eyes calculating the cost. He had risked everything to reclaim control, only to discover his son was the impenetrable shield of his mother's final victory. The meeting was over.

the Sincalion states, a slight tone of surprise in his voice. The Emperor offers a small smile lifting his hand from the Goddess’s palm. and stands up. "I'm glad I never have deal with your stupid tests,” he declares as he walks toward the door without looking back.