Empyrean Series Art Novels & Stories

But just like what I did, he did not give any answer and just asked another question after looking at the canvases laid on the floor. “That looks like the Black Fox alpha. What’s the story behind that?” “Oh.” I set aside the paintbrushes and looked at my paintings feeling a bit accomplished with how good they turned out to be. “You’re right. It’s the tale of the Black Fox alpha. My grandmother used to tell me about his story which I find a bit sad.” Lansford took a seat on the sofa across from me and looked at each canvas that retells the story of the Black Fox alpha from his birth to his accomplishments to how he was banished from the immortal realm.

“We regret the haste.” Alina met her gaze steadily. “Then leave.” Elowen smiled thinly. “We cannot.” Cael shifted half a step forward. Elowen’s eyes flicked to him. “Captain.” He did not answer. The clerics moved past Elowen and toward the center of the sanctuary, where a low stone table had been hastily cleared. One of them carried a covered object wrapped in thick cloth. Alina’s chest tightened. The Crown. Not the symbol the court liked to display, polished and framed by banners, but the true thing. The Ember Crown, modest and unassuming, dangerous precisely because it refused spectacle.

The pendant floated above my palm. A pillar of pale blue light shot into the sky. It pierced the clouds. The heavens answered. Far beyond the battlefield, distant mountains began to glow. One after another. Blue pillars erupted across the horizon. North. South. East. West. Seven in total. The earth trembled. The Devourer's smile vanished. For the first time... It looked uncertain. "What have you awakened?" it asked. The Empress stared at the distant lights. Her eyes widened. "No..." "It cannot be."

The man assumes a slightly arrogant posture as he smooths the terry cloth of the cloak. "It is a rare item, forged by fairies. A priceless gift that I carry with great affection. As you can see, in addition to all that you spoke of, it can also carry a myriad of things." "How do you know space is over?" "The mantle itself swirls in red and white colors." "Wow." "Yeah." The two decide to take a short break. Eric takes the opportunity to change the poultice on Lariel, who is uncomfortable having to lift his shirt for him to examine it again.

“Grand Uncle Arun…” “Umm, then, Elder Brother, don't we need dragon genetics to create Wyverns again? If we lose our laboratory in the Alchemist Tower…” Cecilia said quietly. Ethan smiled. “There are still quite a few materials left that can be used to create new Wyverns. And hey, did you forget that there are dragon-bloods here too that we can use to create new Wyverns?” Ethan had stolen the body of Arun Euclase, the first Emperor of the Euclase Empire, from his Sacred Tomb to create a dragon. But somehow, what was created were creatures similar to Wyverns, of the same race as dragons.

The student body went into applause. “Any question?” Chloe asked “What was behind the name Empire?” Cami was the person to ask the question. Yes Cami was still in school, she was still a grade away from graduating high school. “That is a great question. Empire was the name of my late Godmother; I owe her a lot so I named everything I own after her.” Chloe replied with a smile

The man's hand immediately reached for the heart of the motionless empress, all of the empress's cousin's fingers turning into claws that could pierce anything in the world. "Oh no! I miscalculated. He has reached a higher realm than me!" He realized that his cousin was at the fourth level of the emperor's realm, but how could such a figure exist in the underworld? It was impossible. The limit was only at the first or second level, so how could this be? Even though he was at the third level, the empress was sure it was only because of the artifact. Once it was discovered, the heavens would not remain silent. However... How could this man not experience what others should experience? Why did

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I stood up within the center seat in front of the painting I designed myself with the help of the history book of Paradis Empire. The portrait was the image of the Imperial Crown facing towards the bloody sword, the scenery of blood dripping from the sword while lying on the elegant table. The Imperial Crown depicted in the painting is often suggested to signify the pursuit of empire. However it also represents the claim made by the Paradians that they were descended from the Paradise of Minoan, who was by legend descended from Fyudor Pedelian, the mythical founder and first king of Paradis.

Moreover, she had Exalter and the Four-Quadrant Art created by the human race’s Grand Emperors from the Primordial Age. The Four-Quadrant Art allowed her to unleash the Four Holy Beasts’ power in her body, allowing her to boost her strength significantly for a short period. Thea was no longer afraid of the Divine Holy Emperor. “Die.”