Kaisar Sihir Julius Hidup Lagi Novels & Stories

He wanted to wait for his son's call, but he didn't care to call. He shakes his ass on the throne, huffing. - You know, Julius is gay, not a girl. He is already an adult. – the queen says, while embroidering a cloth, without looking at her mate. - But he could call. He may have even found his mate, and he won't tell us anything. The queen laughs. - If Julius had found a mate, he would have already told us. You forget that he is afraid that the goddess will give him a Shewolfe as a mate.

Moreover, he couldn’t do anything inside the formation in Pompeii. His phantom was demolished before the Divine Fetus had completely perished, no less. Pop! The phantom disappeared, along with a bubble popping sound. Before he vanished, he was glaring at Alex with a chilling glare. *** In the end, Julius died an absolutely horrifying death. Julius was a prodigy within the new generation in the Lunula Sect. He was also expected to become a deity-master as well. If they wanted to think bigger, he might even become a Heavenly Emperor. Yet despite all this, he wound up dead in these Wastelands.

Zayden’s P.O.V. “That official Julius is the God of fate? How is it even possible?” My feral brain refused to accept this suddenly revealed identity, even though his Celestial aura and authority suggested otherwise. The official Julius was the one who knelt before King Edgar for my life and asked my dad to be cautious. Then how could he mask his evil intentions and play with my life mercilessly? The sound of bone cracking slithered into my ears, snapping me out of the daze, Blitzer howled at the top of his lungs.

"What on earth are you on about?" "Julius of Romania, brother of Harald of Midland. The man whose brother was the rightful heir to the throne has been seeing visions. Visions that would most definitely endanger every single person he knows and loves. The day will come when his fate will take full effect, and there will be nothing he can do to change this."

My gaze dropped to the biggest cell and the figure in it. “Father,” I breathed, rising to where he lay in the cell. His eyes, hollow and fierce despite our suffering, lifted to mine as I pulled away from our hug. “Leah… my daughter.” His voice cracked, and for a moment, the world shrank until it was only him. Julius’ smirk returned. “See, Princess? I keep my word. He’s alive. For now.” I spun toward him, fury and disbelief in my chest. “For now?”

the Supreme God Destroyer said. He took off his robe, revealing a muscular body covered in scars. He was taller than Aeolus, with even blacker fur and even more fearsome eyes. Aeolus's eyes widened in shock. "Julius?" he said. "Yes, Aeolus," the Supreme God Destroyer said. "It is me. Your long-lost brother." Aeolus shook his head in disbelief. "Impossible," he said. "I thought you were dead." "I was," Julius said. "But I was resurrected by a powerful dark god. Now I am back, and I am here to destroy you."

Julia said. "Will you stop it, Julia?" Romanio snapped at her. She huffed rolling her eyes. "What do you want Sultan? Why you are here?" He asked, Sahir pulled out the cigar from his mouth. "I want something from you " He looked at Julia, "Your daughter" "What?" Romanio looked at him in a shock. Julia's face lit up. "Julia, Do you remember your oath? The word you gave to me?" Sahir asked her. Julia felt nervous and embarrassed as this all was happening in front of her dad.