Romans & histoires King Of Myriad Domains

Even the widening crack in the sky stopped growing. The King of the Void stared at the light in silence. Then it slowly raised both hands. Behind it... Thousands of cracks opened across reality. From each one, another shadow stepped forward. Each wore the same black crown. Each carried the same endless darkness. Kael's heart sank. "There are..." Rhydian finished the sentence. "...more than one." The Creator's expression became grave. "No. There is only one King." He looked toward the countless crowned figures. "Those... are its reflections."

"Your Holiness, forgive my impudence, but can your strength truly contend with a thousand pre-Sanctuary, ten Sanctuary, and three Super Sanctuary level opponents simultaneously?" Cameron, the church militia's leader, stood up, facing Wilbur, voicing the doubts that everyone dared not express. Wilbur smiled faintly and said, "As for my personal strength, I am not yet capable of simultaneously battling so many formidable adversaries and decisively defeating them." Indeed, even the spiritual energy of the Emperor level was limited. The use of Domains could only be sustained for ten minutes, insufficient to vanquish such a multitude of powerful foes. After ten minutes, he would fall into a weake

BOOOOOMMMMM… “I’m absolutely furious! Wind of Destruction! You two are indeed good at working together, but what…? I, an ancient god, possess a power called a domain! My domain is the wind, and I can create a domain where anyone who enters cannot escape. Feel this!” The Wind God truly unleashed the primordial power known as the Domain upon Long Chen. That power signified that this figure was no longer merely on the path of an ordinary Supreme God, but had truly attained the status of an Ancient God. That is what distinguishes the Ancient Gods from the Supreme Gods.

Sparkling lights and incalculable amounts of divinity gushed forth to enfold the man but no matter how long or how concentrated he wielded his soul powers it would not even touch a single strand of hair of this outsider. "What were you saying again porky? I couldn't hear you with all this wind blowing" the man looks like making fun of the fat god's inability to do harm. "How are you doing that!?" the fat man yelled in alarm. Here is his domain; his soul world. In this, he is an omnipotent king. But the man is still currently standing unscathed. What is this witchcraft!? The fat god thought. "Doing what?" the man facetiously looked around. Around the man lights were endlessly flashing, there

We pulled into what looked like an entirely different world. The gates opened soundlessly, revealing an estate so vast and commanding it seemed to consume the horizon. It had towering walls of dark stone, silver banners hung around it and it was all leading to… the Lycan Kingdom. It wasn’t just a castle or a mansion; this was an empire. The SUV stopped at the base of the grand steps. The King was the first to move, pushing open his door calmly. I hesitated, frozen for a moment as the reality of it all hit me. Then a servant appeared at my side, opening my door and offering a hand.

Maxus smiling: Calm down, my dear; if you want to know something, I am glad to be your librarian here. First, my name is Maxus. I am twenty-five years old. I have fifty-nine brothers; all of them are boys. We do not have girls. The people of the kingdom give birth to females, but in very small numbers, and girls from the people of the kingdom all work in the castle without exception, and they are not allowed to marry outside the kingdom. We do not marry strangers, but only marry them. I am the sixth prince among my brothers and the first candidate to rule the kingdom after the current king. We do not wait for the death of the king to inherit the rule. Rather, they are periods of time. Each

Of course today was a double ceremony, a double celebration for I would be crowded queen. The archimoon (archbishop in human terms) came forward and Elijah stepped back giving up space for the crowning. A servant came forward and his hands was a pillow that held a scepter, orb and a golden crown although smaller than that of Elijah's. The throne room was silent as the archimoon spoke. "Will you solemnly promise and swear to govern and protect the Peoples of the Lycan race which includes the United Kingdom and Northern Ireland, Canada, Australia, Africa and of your Possessions and the other Territories and packs to any of them belonging or pertaining, according to the law?" He asked.

"Humph, people from Domain of Miyuan, kneel down quickly when you see my Lord!" A gust of spirit energy swept over, carrying with it an endless divine might that enveloped all of them. This wave of divine might was incomparably great, making one's soul tremble. They couldn't help but kowtow to the other party. The so-called Lord Venerable controlled, at the very least, all the great characters of nine great domains. Even those Academies, empires, and so on included them. As for the truly talented masters, they could rule hundreds of big domains and have many Insight masters under their command.

As if attempting to recall the sensation of being complete. Beyond the boardroom, the workplace thrummed with normal activity. Within, two kings battled their history, their emotions, and above all, the irresistible fo rce drawing them closer.