Magic Emperor 148 Novels & Stories

Monster Emperor Taras replied with a malicious grin. Monster Emperor Taras gazed at the sun with his red eyes as he gestured slightly. All the Suns started dropping towards Tsarayu at rapid speed Monster Emperor Taras turned to look back towards Tsarayu but found the spot empty. Before he could do anything, all the Suns dropped on the empty spot, creating loud explosions and craters. The whole ground was filled with them, but the ground below monster Emperor Taras was safe and sound As monster Emperor Taras knew that Tsarayu wasn't there, he looked around and saw something which made him cough a mouthful of blood due to anger.

I feel that he is gradually getting angry. "S-sicario," I answered him and saw how he turned pale. His face seemed to be bleeding. "I-is there a problem, Your Highness?" Elijah shook his head as if he had recovered. But I can't get it out of my mind that he seems to be scared or apprehensive about what I said earlier. "I only know one magician, over a hundred years ago. He was named after your grandfather." He answered me. But I felt that he didn't like that matter so I didn't bother about it.

Rex announced after his conversation with Fafnir concluded, which only took seconds. “Well…spill it,” Marcia said a little over eagerly and loudly, even Markus’s seemed to perk up, he was sure he was about to witness another piece of unbelievable magic he had only begun to see when he joined the inner circle of the emperor, magics only being possible by the Magnus family. He was so sure nothing was able to be done now, Ulna was on the precipice of fully gone now and yet, even now, Rex claimed he may be able to save the skylark, he was doubtful even Rector would have tried something this far along.

For the first time in what felt like forever, I was alone in my mind. “You’re eighteen, yes?” Kema asked, pulling a small vial from his leather pouch. Before I could answer, he tilted his head back and downed the potion in one fluid motion. His throat bobbed with each gulp, and I caught myself staring, my breath hitching. I didn’t know when the hunger rose inside me. ‘The beast . . . it’s messing with me again,’ I thought, shoving the feeling down. “It doesn’t look like you’ve awakened your magic,” he continued, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Even that simple gesture sent heat crawling up my neck. “Or isn’t eighteen the age for the awakening ritual?”

My heart was now complete with his rage, and I let my magic spread through my tail, and the minute it touched Jakath, he screamed in agony. The white flames I earned from my evolution are my way to defeat Demir and his followers. I want to watch them all burn to a crisp so that even water or magic can extinguish them. Some elite general. Dominic and I watched as the flames devoured him as he screamed with pain and mercy until he turned to dust.

Micah makes some unsettling sounds and tries to take a deep breath. I place my hands over his body, concentrate, and pray to the moon goddess to let me heal Micah. I can hear my parents’ howl. They are almost here. I try holding my wand over Micah, sobbing profusely in hopes my wand will work. When I realised no magic would be coming to my aid, I burst into tears. Micah weakly takes my hand, squeezes it gently, and tries to talk. ‘Shh, shh,’ I say, crying. What feels like a myriad of tears, fall from my eyes onto Micah’s face. ‘You’re going to be okay, Micah. You just need to save your energy, okay? My mother will be here any moment, and she will heal you,’ I assure him and begin to hum whil

With desperate eyes, she questioned. "I believe just a figment, created by a witch. The aura of dark magic was too great that night!" King Emmerich possessed the ability to intercept evilness, dark magic, fear, blood, and death. He was drawn to it from a young age, and the wildness within him ran by, devouring them. He is mighty, and his vision can travel any distance to identify the source of the evilness or dark motives. And, when it comes to his family and himself, he can sense when someone is plotting something evil to harm them. He can directly draw power from hell; he is said to be Lucifer's first born, and his demon is said to be Calcifer, or the fire of hell.

Zelia said while looking straight to his eyes, looking coldly. While Ysa who was screaming in her mind and trying her best to pray for Zelia's life since she already know that His Majesty is a merciless and ruthless person, who ever speak back to her will get punished, she's praying hard and even she was still on her knees, lowering her head. "Don't worry, I'm not here for your forgiveness besides I don't need her. Come to my room later."The Emperor said before he starts walking away from them. While Ysa was left dumbfounded. 'Since when did the Emperor go soft as a marshmallow?' END OF CHAPTER 8

Xasha stayed calm and got the crowd to quiet down once again. "While you were in the sky looking down on the city, did you notice the white towers? Those may look familiar to those of you who have visited the Imperial City. They are magic towers and they act as an energy chamber for the entire city. The Mana within the barriers is the purest on the continent, in fact, while here you will never have to see an energy chamber ever again. Those towers make this place more than livable, they make it the best place for mages to train in all of Semeria."

"The Emperor of Corceigea Empire, Leonardo Kartan Crossus." Finesia flinched a bit as her lips parted, she doesn't know what Jeneva is talking about. Hearing Leonardo's name from someone's mouth makes her envious, it feels something wrong deep inside her. "I don't exactly understand, who is this Emperor you're talking about?" she asked. Jeneva trembles just by saying the Emperor's name. "The Emperor who fought the Divine Dragon alone in Grisaia and tamed it. He's not just a powerful man but an immortal born from a Goddess's blood."