Novel & Cerita Eternal Blood Emperor

He just confused everyone, while some felt that Ezekiel might have no plan at all, as he was just planning on being single forever and wouldn’t appoint a new successor. Heinrich didn’t really care either. When he told him that he was relinquishing his Crown Prince title to his brother, Ezekiel asked why not become the King for eternity? That just made him think that Ezekiel was planning to do that exact thing. To be the Emperor forever. Now, after Ezekiel had awakened his Dragon Blood and become a real Blue Dragon, his lifetime was multiplied almost infinite times. Like real Dragons from ancient times, it would be hard to kill him, and he would age extremely slowly.

"Who would have thought that This Prince would die here? Even though This Prince is going to die, This Prince will still cursed you to death, you Ingrate! This Prince hope that you will regret bringing this world into chaos!" As the man finished his words, he cannot stop coughing blood again as he can already feel that his time in leaving in this rotting and smelly world is approaching. 'Imperial Father, Imperial Mother, I'm sorry... I cannot fulfil my promise to returned. I... I... Yu... Er...' Before the young man can even finish his thoughts , he took his one last breath. But at the same time his one last breath left his mortal body, a silver light suddenly shot out from his forehead towa

It made me feel so desperate that I couldn’t even fathom what was happening to me. But when I heard that voice that stabbed through me like a firey spear, I knew it was all over. I had returned to my worst nightmare, and this time, I would never escape it. It was no other than my eternal prison, and it welcomed me back with open arms.

Anine asked. "Your daughter needs the blood of the deity on it. When he appeares in human form, give him a cut. Do not wrestle with him. Just a cut. The blood of that body he uses is the only thing that is needed on this sword. Ajonwa is a Spirit but he uses the body to wreak havoc. Get the blood on the sword and he would be no more. "He would kill me!" Anine said almost loudly. "Once his blood touches the sword, he would be rendered powerless and he will never use that body again. Can you do it? Consider the generation yet unborn and what he would do to them. Remember what he did to you, would you allow him to do it to another?"

Our blood is gifted with the same magic that hangs the moon in the sky, our ability to shift tied to its ever-changing nature. We were right in assuming that completing the bond would strengthen her, but I never anticipated the sickening effect it would have on me. I didn't mind though, as long as she was alive, gifting me with her smiles and gentle touch. This bought us a little more time to figure out a way to save her, save us both. It was obvious from the way I felt that this was no permanent solution. The madness was cleansed from my mind, the only evidence that remained was a scar on my soul.

It was ashamed to say that they were coming from dragon slayer blood when the emperor emitted even far murderous aura. The other dragons and the owners had similar reactions as them both. “So annoying.” Shadow clicked her tongue. But Caramel quickly sobered up. She saw the opening amid her existential crisis. That was the fact that the emperor was alone while fighting them all. Frankly, to these days, she still couldn’t figure out the emperor’s power nor did they understand the principle of it. It was unwise of her but everything about the emperor was mysterious, to begin with. No one knew where she came from nor did they know how stronger she was.

Octavia murmured to herself but still loud enough for my ears. "What? What did you suspect?" I quickly demanded. I wanted to know what she was thinking. "Ordinary true-blood vampires are strong because they are born that way, but the royal ones are far beyond the estimated strength. Though, there are just a few of the royal families left in the ancient world. Their bloodlines are believed to be inherited from the original creator of the vampire race. That explains why you were awakened earlier, why you have characteristics of a real vampire even though you're just half-blood. Now everything falls into place."

Ghost emperors were even stronger than ghost kings. When Dorothy Assex saw Yukita and other Blood Cult disciples running across the blood river to their boat, she directly fired a row of spiritual arrows at them. They were forced to scatter and run away. In this moment of delay, three more of them were captured by the ghost emperor; their blood and flesh were sucked dry. “Argh!!!” “B*stards. You bunch of b*stards!” “You’ll all die a horrible death!” The Blood Cult’s people were furious while they cursed out loudly.

Ember commands something deeper. I crest a ridge of jagged obsidian and stop. The sight nearly knocks the breath from my lungs. She stands at the center of a vast expanse of black glass. Shadow demons, thousands of them, form a massive circle around her. Horned giants, winged creatures with burning eyes. Beasts older than kingdoms. Every single one bowed. Not in fear, in reverence. Ember stands in the center of them like a queen who has finally stepped onto the throne she was always meant to claim. Gold light moves faintly through the darkness around her body, weaving through the shadows as if the realm itself were bowing to her. For a moment, I can only stare. In all my years here, I have n

Eldric stood there, alone, facing a dozen other elders who stared at him with cold, accusatory gazes. "You brought him back, Eldric," Lord Vorlag’s voice boomed through the room. He stood on the highest platform, his black wooden staff gripped tightly. "You brought the traitor back to this sacred land." "I brought back an Alpha of the Bane bloodline," Eldric countered calmly, his deep voice resonating throughout the chamber. "And I brought the foretold Heir of the Moonblood."