Emperor Steel Novels & Stories

Her triple-lens visor was pushed back over her hair, her gray eyes wide with a manic business-driven heat. "The barrier is holding at one hundred percent efficiency, Your Majesty!" she panted, dropping her gear onto a stone trestle. "The forge-masters are calling the alloy 'Sovereign Steel.' It’s drinking the emerald ley lines. Spitting out a localized gravitational anchor that’s making the upper valley entirely frictionless to external sensors.. That’s not why I came up."

Walking, slow and stubborn, across the surface of the boiling ocean, like the water was solid underfoot, was a figure so huge, so frightening, that it honestly broke sense, bit by bit. Emperor Valerius had finally stepped off his ship. I mean, he was at least eight feet tall, and it made Dante look small, like really small. His bone-armor wasnt white or gray at all. It was obsidian black, carved in old patterns, and threaded with ancient glowing red runes. On top of it, he wore a crown of jagged dark iron, melted straight into the bone-plating of his skull, no wiggle room for anything else. Still, none of that was the part that made my blood run cold.

Sameed, the one who was hailed as the Emperor of Cruelty, smashed into the steel fence around the stage. The impact of the blow was so strong that the barrier put in place to protect the spectators at the forefront dented slightly when he crushed into it. This also showed that the Cruel Emperor’s body was as tough as steel itself.

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!

Chloe smiled. “Imperial steel has not been found in any kingdom in the last thousand years,” Calisté cut in. “No amount of sorcery can be used to make a weapon of the gods.” “Guess who just found imperial Steel?” Chloe smiled, drawing a curved iron bar from the inner pocket of her jean.

And in that conflict, Regal Palace had no advantage. Tyr elaborated, “Six Doors is no worse than these organizations.” “The Lord of Six Doors is War Emperor, one of the Four Emperors of the Celestial Empire, just like my master, who you know as Beggar King. “Also, you may not have witnessed the spectacle where Six Doors suppressed Kamikakushi at sea. It was a warship firing its cannons at Kamikakushi without scruples. Has this kind of prestige ever been seen in Regal Palace?

But General Accientsy heard that and smiled slightly. "Sorry, Empaler. I thought you asked me." He laughed. "I asked you, General Accientsy," he said. "I am four-hundred-years-old, Emperor Aegaeus," the immortals simply replied. "Do you have an amicus?" "Not yet," she said, not even looking at the emperor. While they were on their journey, the emperor noticed something strange around them. But he didn't pay attention to it because he wanted to test General Accientsy's ability. The female general also noticed this, but she remained calm so as not to panic the emperor.

The way that Rodney''s entire demeanor changed only solidified Leon''s guess! "Trying to act stupid? Well, I'll come right out and say it; if you have the guts, I dare you to remove the ring you're wearing and show all of us! If my guesses are correct, that ring is an Emperor Weapon that belongs to the Advanced Emperor State, and perhaps even the Peak Emperor State!" Leon said, sneering. "Um," The color drained from Rodney's face at this point, and he instinctively drew his hand back. Leon's guess was right; the silver ring he was wearing was indeed a piece of Emperor Weapon!