Novel & Cerita God Emperor Of Man

Locked them away. Sweat slid down my neck. My breathing steadied. Minutes passed. Or hours. I did not know. A voice outside the door made my eyes snap open. “Prepare Prince Lior.” Another voice answered. “The carriage to the Tyrant Emperor leaves at dawn.” Silence. I stared toward the door. Then slowly… I smiled. Cold. Sharp. Terrifying. “Ragnar,” I murmured. The Blood Tyrant. The monster emperor. The man this body had feared so much he chose death.

His eyes emit fire balls, literally. The Congress Man laughed like he heard the most ridiculous thing in his life." Your father? You've got to be f*cking kidding me? You are a piece of trash he picked up from the streets to serve as a distraction to keep his stupid daughter alive. Now that she has already been crowned, what are you still pretending about? Do you think you are still the mighty crown prince anymore?" The man mocked Justin.

It was a sound she had not thought she would hear again: a measured step that belonged to someone used to rooms with glass and steel. Elara’s heart thudded hard. The step moved closer. The small sound of metal on floor felt like a clock. The man in the hallway straightened. Mara’s jaw tightened in a way that made her hands close. The door opened all the way. He stood in the doorway like a man who had been carved from two lives—one that loved and one that learned not to. He was taller than he remembered from the last time she had seen him; time makes men larger or smaller depending on how you look. His hair caught the light.

The King of Canaan said indifferently, "Big brother, you don't have to worry. In the words of the Human Race, everything is nothing in the face of absolute strength. As far as I know, there is no Divine Realm expert in the Human Race now. It is impossible for him to pose as a threat to Princess Garo." The Alien Demon Emperor thought for a moment and said, "No, we can't wait any longer. No matter if he's dead or alive, we must carry out our plan, or it will be too late."

" The deity answered. The voice became distorted. The demigod, smirked. He got what he wanted. He knew he succeeded in luring out the deity. "It's you who are playing... Eris." he said smirking. The knights who were listening, gasped. Fortunately, they are hidden. As for the deity, he is looking at Kian with hatred. Eyes changed to dark purple. The deity starts laughing. Kian is still smirking at her. "This is why I want you. You really are one of a kind. But sadly, you chose the weak side. We can be more powerful if we joined forces. Together, the power of darkness will be unstoppable." Eris said still trying to get him.

’ Anjana’s face turned pale. ‘Don’t worry; I am saying that as he is the Shiva’s gift. He is part of Shiva. And as Shiva he will also destroy the phoney arrogance of others.’ ‘Oh! Then what’s your suggestion?’ ‘HANUMAN – Destroyer of Phoney Arrogance.’ *****

"So why did you call me...son? Do you want to get a sister, perchance? From the black-haired one?" I shook my head, but Martha didn't let me answer, interrupting me. "Don't play games with the child, ye demon." "If he summoned me, he's not a child anymore, he's a necromancer," the demon's logic made sense. "You may call me Argadon, boy." "I'm Alex. Alexander Leonard Radenor. "Radenor... Is it a country in this world?" "Yes," I said. "Shouldn't you know this?"

Dean banged his spear against the floor and managed to close the portal. "My friend!" Yama chuckled, his voice loud enough to down the sound of buzzing. I gawked at him as he was in one of his crazy suits which were too blinding for my eyes. He was the only demon who inherited the throne without having to fight for it. The longest-running Demon King. Most of them admired him for that quality and feared him at the same time. Then again he looked like the kind of person who cannot even hurt a fly. With his tall slender body, gangly arms and brown chocolate eyes he looked like the boy next door.

I bite my lower lip and sighed deeply. " We should go. " he politely said, resting his hand on my lower back. " He's Antonio Rego, younger brother of my father. He is also mafia. He decided things are good or bad for his people. He likes everything to work according to him. You'll speak when it requires. " he said and caught sight of me. " I had heard, you are the Emperor." I asked, " You didn't talk about it. I was thinking um.. " I stopped.

But as I looked closely, I could see them watching us carefully. ‘There..no..we are trapped in here. There is no way we could get past them.’ I gulped in some air, as the one with the horizontal plume began to speak. “Welcome to the Makedon Empire. You visitors have been as some of you are no doubt aware have been enslaved by us. The lawful subjects of his Imperial Highness, Emperor Alexander IV. We are members of the Imperial central army, V Legion. You are now soldiers in the newly formed slave corps. Your job is simple. Attack and kill what we tell you to. However, for you the Imperial Emperor has given you all one divine blessing. If you fight and win ten battles. You will no longer be s