Magic Emperor 148 Novels & Stories

"You gonna be able to sustain that spell for long? 'Cause I got a feelin' it's gonna take half a day for all this dark magic to disperse." For the first time since this nightmare began, Emerald actually smirks. "I'm the Primarch. My main characteristic is my outrageously large magic pool." I feel a wave of relief wash over me. Thank gods… I quickly reach out to Dominicus to update him on the new situation. ‘Dom, they're saturating the fog with dark magic.’ ‘We're just finding that out too’, he responds grimly. ‘the light witches went back up the cliff so quickly.’

I peer at him. “Uh… what is the correlation between emotions and a mage’s power?” Elias’ brows crease further. He sits at the edge of the bed and asks, “Why?” I lean back on the single-seater couch and look at him expectantly. “Yes, it does. Isn't it for everyone? Strong emotions like anger, shame, fear, and sadness influence a lot of people. It is not an exception for a mage either. While controlling our Element, if we are influenced by any stronger emotion and can’t keep ourselves calm then it might harm us or our opponent or anyone we are trying to protect.” Elias’ words made so much sense.

"I have a feeling. You have already planned everything." He slapped his hand on the olden wood before striding back and forth. "I have. You have an important role to play." Intensity flashed in his eyes. "What's it?" Aaron leaned forward. "I'll explain to you later." He smiled lazily. They could think they were playing a game but he was the game master, the game operator. "We can kill his son easily. " Aaron said, tilting his head. The vein in his neck twisted and he twisted one corner of his lips. "Nah! I haven't studied him fully yet."

Said Liem answering honestly about everything that happened at the time of that incident a few days ago. "Leviathan a being that is stronger than the three demon kings is called the Demon emperor the real master of this second world" Khan said in his heart. Soon back Andy asked Liem by saying ; "Liem then what happened after that ? Did you end up having a fight with the creature with the title of the Leviathan Demon emperor ?" Said Andy asked who in a fast tone because he was very curious about what happened after the arrival of the Leviathan Demon Emperor. Liem seemed to smile then said ;

I can't believe you can use 6th tier magic interesting, now it's my turn to attack, 7TH TIER MAGIC, VERMILION THRUST. Then a huge fire pops out of thin air, and it suddenly formed into a big burning bird, and it was heading towards the direction of may. What the! No, I won't lose yet, 8TH TIER OF MAGIC, ULTIMATE DEFENSE. Then a huge shield forms in front of may, and it stops the bird from attacking may. Hahaha! Interesting! Taso was excited instead of fearing may. But may sorry This is the last, you will be defeated by me.

The skeleton paused, shifting on its feet, neither attacking nor dropping its guard. “What did you say?” I whispered. The wind carried its scent to me, the smell of meat gone bad tangled with the sharp spice of an unfamiliar magic. I had thought that I had seen nightmare made real in Clareath’s court, but this… This would haunt my dreams, I was sure. “I know his maker,” Rivyn replied. “She is a friend of mine.” “Someone made this monster?” I was appalled. Rivyn laughed, stepping back to my side and returning his arm around me comfortingly. “Ecaeris is a necromancer. She would be my brother’s betrothed, were we of mankind. Their arrangement is more... informal, however.”

Do not engage. ‘No.’ Macro countered himself. ‘What I broke was Sejanus’ orders. Not the emperor’s.’ If he broke the emperor’s rule... He wouldn't survive the night. Macro closed his eyes. The screams inside didn't last. It slowly fades. Like a nightmare. But as if to prove him wrong—another one tore through the silence. This one was different. Bone-chilling. A kind that would never leave you. He can feel the small hair on his back rise.

The air between them literally sparked, the golden fire of Dante’s Alpha aura violently clashing against the suffocating, pulsing red blood-magic of the Emperor. Valerius didn’t draw a sword, not even once. He didn’t need one, at all. The Emperor lifted his massive obsidian-plated hand. A thick , whip like tendril of dark red energy shot out, fast as a bullet. Dante moved, dodged, and the tendril sliced through the space where his head had been a heartbeat ago, carving a deep, smoking trench into the cliffside behind us.

It was the handsome second prince, who had been waiting for him—it was clear that the fat man had brought him here on the second prince’s orders. “Yo! Isn’t this the new kid? Do you want to play with me?” asked a large man, suddenly placing a hand on Tian Sen’s shoulder. Tian Sen didn’t know where he’d come from, but it was clear to him that the man was likely here to be toyed with by the second prince. Tian Sen simply remained silent, smiling, neither answering nor even avoiding the large man’s hand. At the same time, six men—led by the second prince—approached him, their gazes fixed intently on him. Judging by their strength, they were at least at the eighth or ninth level of the Body Refi

I cried out, my voice echoing off the empty rafters as I rushed down the concrete steps. He snapped his head up, his eyes entirely crimson, devoid of their usual brilliant green. Black veins were spider-webbing up his neck, pulsing with a volatile, dark energy. "Mercy... stay back," he choked out, his voice a distorted, demonic growl that sent shivers down my spine. "It's... it's too much today. The magic... it's burning me from the inside." "I'm not leaving you," I said defiantly. I scrambled over the low partition wall, my sneakers sliding dangerously on the slick ice as I ran toward him. The closer I got, the more the crushing pain in my own chest began to ease, replaced by a strange, mag