Immortal Emperor Mga Nobela at Kwento

It was killing me on the inside, but I didn’t dare do or say anything out of turn. “Emperor, you heard him. Nothing inappropriate happened. It’s all just a big misunderstanding…” the empress quickly cut in. “Empress, are you implying that General Shin and I both misunderstood the situation that we witnessed?” It was Ren’s cold voice that shut the empress up this time. I guess this is what happens when you speak out of turn. Ren was clearly not going to let the Empress step in and disturb the process of justice. “Please refrain from speaking out of turn,” the emperor said coldly, and the empress apologized immediately.

His eyes scanned the room as if seeking the right words. “Maybe,” he said finally. “But whoever it is, they’ve waited a long time to make their move.” Matteo swallowed. “We have to be ready,” Dominic said, voice steady again. “This isn’t just about Leo or me. It’s about the empire. And what it cost.” Matteo looked up, searching Dominic’s face. “And us?” he asked softly. Dominic’s expression softened just a fraction. “You,” he said. “Stay close. More than ever.”

Rain hammered against the city like a thousand angry fists. From the twenty-third floor of a rundown apartment building, Seraphina Vale watched the storm swallow the skyline. The city never slept. It lied. It cheated. It buried secrets beneath towers of glass and steel. And somewhere among those towers stood the man she hated most. Damian Blackwood. The name alone made her jaw tighten. At twenty-eight, he was already one of the youngest billionaires in the country. CEO of Blackwood Holdings. Media darling. Ruthless businessman.

“Hey, I can’t do that to you. You guys are my best pals.” “You did it before, Gareth.” Cassandra pointed to the prophesy in the glass which was under her armpit. “The past is the past, okay. Besides, it doesn’t make any sense again. Since the emperor is dead.” “The emperor is dead?” Vera asked. “Oh you haven’t heard. Well, he is dead. Rumors are flying around that his son killed him.” “That is ridiculous. The Emperor has no son.” Vera chuckled. “How old are you, Watcher? Ten years? Do you want to tell me that you are the only one who didn’t know that the Emperor bore a son out of his immortality?”

“Ah... I know it. The Eastern Emperor must have come to avenge his son. The Eastern Emperor’s son, Patroclus Mooncrate, was in Pompeii, but Alex Rockefeller captured him via the spell formation.” Divine Monarch Vermilion Bird, Taika, and the others felt helpless after a moment of daze. The battle against the Northern Emperor was already very difficult, but now, the Eastern Emperor had arrived. They... couldn’t defeat him! Consequently, when the Eastern Emperor’s entire Painting of Mountains, Rivers, Lands, and Grains rushed out of the void, everyone saw that the most conspicuous ones were Northern Emperor Dust and his black-clothed guards. Surprisingly, the black hole did not suck away North

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.

"Imuthis. Imuthis... Imuthis... Life and Death... Hmmm... OH!!!" I get it! This what we studied in school! Wuhaha! I laugh with a proud tone. The trash chest, the rotten head, the name 'Imuthis', it all makes sense now. If I remember correctly this name Imuthis was mention by Mr. Leeds from the famous book. (Book: El Fili) That Mr. Leeds guy did say that there are two powerful words for Imuthis. One is to summon him from the chest and the last one is to seal him.

"But everything changed, there's one kingdom who seized them out of greediness." "What do you mean seized?" I asked her. "They got rid of them on the land," the village healer's eyes grew mad. "King Hydrae ordered Thud to slaughter every immortal. He ordered that no one should live---," I cut her words. "Do immortals die?" "Of course, they do through decapitation. That's what the Aquans did," she narrated. "They were strong you said. How were they decapitated?" It confused me.

I mutter, watching fresh blood trail down my leg, dribbling onto the rock. They call him the Immortal Prince. The one I think is up here, I mean. Naturally, when creatures as immortal as the pureblood's, who remain unseen to us commoner's eyes exist, legends are created. The Immortal Prince...Well, his are dark, and cruel. If I had common sense, I wouldn't be up here. Then again, if I had common sense, I wouldn't have slipped into a magical pool and turned myself mortal. “I never said I was a good person…” I hear Eyla say from the cusp of attention.

Chief Kaius asserted. "Were you not witness to what happened ten years ago, Kaius? History has repeated itself and you are telling me not to banish her to the Alcatraz forever? You do not command me or tell me what to do. I am Emperor and my word is final." Chief Kaius silenced his next words. There was no point in arguing with the emperor when he had already made up his mind. With one last glance at his brother, Chief Kaius sighed deeply and stalked off, leaving the emperor to his thoughts and anger.