Magic Emperor 148 Novels & Stories

My group and I get ready to fight against the massive yellow drill wisp. Back at Shattered Inkopolis. Emperor was looking over the land that he destroyed, Maeka looked at Emperor, holding Solaris’ necklace. Maeka then sees another inkling revived by Emperor, her name was Black Rose. “Planning to lash out at me after what I have done long ago?” said Emperor with a sigh. Black Rose and Maeka were shocked to hear what Emperor said, Black Rose and Maeka didn’t say a word. “Who’s this inkling?” Black Rose asked Maeka. “Emperor, one of Arnold’s inkling characters he created” said Maeka. “Its Inkcanius Maeka” Emperor interjected.

“I, Cerina Samara Imperial, is having a blood pact with Mammon, the demon king of Greed—” “Oops, wait, wait… correction, Mammon, the former demon king of Greed,” he corrected me. I just rolled my eyes at him and revised what I have said. “I, Cerina Samara Imperial, is having a blood pact with Mammon, the former demon king of Greed. My rules to be included in this agreement are: Mammon should devote his loyalty to me. He should not do things that against me, my friends, and others. He should not harm anyone unless it’s an enemy. He should help me in reclaiming our homeland. The moment he violates my rules, he will cease to exist,” I stated, then, the magic circle glowed again as rune letters

The nine stood around the circular table that he had once hidden under with Layana, it felt like so long ago, a tiny smile crossed his lips as he reminisced on their night together, it had only been a few hours since he had seen her, but he missed her already. “This is a very dangerous game my king,” Adantero the Metal Mage said, his grey eyes sharp, he was a man in his mid-40s. “One that we must play, what do you know about the ability of the Dark Lord?” Evaan asked them, “The spell to check If he possesses an ability will not work,” Caylen the Water Mage spoke, his pale blond hair falling in front of his pale blue eyes. Gabriel the Fire Mage nodded; he was a man in his early 50s.

She was exhausted already when she woke up, now she used some high-level magics which cost her the last bit of mana. She tilted her head to find Azalia's corpse, but she found Azalias in sound health, that he only had some bruise. She became angrier, her red eyes almost popped out from the sockets, blue veins popped in her forehead. Seeing her crazy murderous but pitiful expression, Azalias forgot to retaliate, he just turned to run away. While running he glanced at his behind, he saw Princess Filuna squeezed out all bit of mana from her body and made a hand sign, and yelled, "Minnfangi."*

Whenever the former emperor saw him, he always had a look of displease on his face; it was as if he saw Marcus as a nuisance. At first, when he was younger, he longed for the former emperor's approval. Hence, he tried his best on everything. Hoping that one day, the former emperor would be proud of him. Unfortunately, all of those were only his wishful thinking. As Marcus was too different from the former emperor and exceeded on everything especially in magic, he realized that he was often compared to the former emperor. It became worse when it was disclosed how his mana was too immense and his potential was too high. That in a few years time, he could become the youngest archmage in history

A sinister chuckle comes from the Knight's Commander, “typical royal Kindred. Using his gift to cheat death.” I stand to my full height, rolling my shoulders back, and I get into my combat stance. “Don't hate me because you're not me.” I sneer, inhaling the pungent odour of jealousy emanating from his green skin. “Believe whatever helps you sleep at night, Zion Mahji. Alpha King of the Kindred species.” He retorts, pushing off the snow with his bare feet, the commander throws his lance into the wind, leaping through the air with his feet pointing in my direction.

The true ruler of this entire universe. “Rise! Today, I, Long Chen, shall become the Dragon Emperor. And not just the Dragon Emperor for you, but for the entire universe. So… Let’s show the universe those fangs of yours that have gathered dust! Show them who this Dragon Emperor truly is!” said Long Chen, igniting the dragon realm’s spirit. They stood and bared their fangs—the fangs of the sacred beasts. The shadows of all the sacred beasts filled the sky, as if they truly intended to devour the entire universe in a single gulp.

I felt a gentle pulse of magic brush against my skin. “Fascinating,” the archmage murmured. “Your soul is too strong for this vessel. It is like trying to pour an ocean into a cup. The world resists it, yet you remain stable. How?” “I refuse to break,” I said simply. Valerian chuckled. “Pride like that is dangerous. But useful.” Magnus crossed his arms. “Can you help him control it?” “I can try,” Valerian replied. “We will start with simple exercises. Learning to balance the flow. If we do not, the instability may grow. It could affect the palace itself one day.”

He smiled and nodded. I wriggled my nose gratefully. "Thank you," I mouthed. Edge shook us. "Quiet," he hissed. But I wasn't finished speaking to Laeddin. "Can you send Jesse some magic so he can understand the gargoyles?" Edge bent my arm back at the elbow until I thought he would pop my shoulder out of joint. I fought against the pain, knowing it would heal soon anyway. Laeddin nodded slightly and snapped his fingers again. "Tell me what you've learned, Rayne, half-breed daughter of Graves," the emperor growled.

I heard a man’s voice nearby and I speculated that he’s a threat. “Who the hell are you?!” I stood up without any hesitation though I might get killed and asked him directly. “My name is Lucifer Denville, and I’m the demon king. And you’re Emerald Greenfield, my lovely bride,” he simply lowered his head. My eyes widen as I got to view a tall man with long black silky hair, white skin, red flaring eyes whose wearing a long black coat with golden chains around him. “H-How did you know my name?” I trembled.