Novel & Cerita Magic Emperor 183

Caleb moved like a chaotic meteor made of burning ash, shattering black stone beneath his feet, while Jace teleported from shadow to shadow, skipping the vertical drop like gravity didn’t matter. Up on the roof of the world, the Emperor watched his apocalyptic tide fail against my shield. He sneered, dropped his hands, and cut off the blood-magic flow entirely. Then he turned, facing the two Demi-gods as they landed on his spire. "You think glowing tricks can kill an immortal?" The Emperor mocked, and he drew a thin blade that was perfectly straight, made entirely of condensed crystallized blood. "Let’s see," Caleb laughed, charging forward with a roar that shattered the glass in the surroun

’ Ginika closed his mouth, not knowing when he opened them. One of the women came and halted her horse beside the man in black. They whispered in a low tone before the man continued, “Majic, as we all know, has been abolished from the land. But because of the hordes of demons that threaten to break our world, every day, the emperor had handpicked a body to Fight this abomination.” Ginika growled at the way the man pronounced the word ‘magic’, it made him remember the day Zahra had pronounced ‘affle’ for ‘apple’, the taskmaster had whipped her mercilessly, and she took ill for about three weeks.

He shrugged. "Hah!! Delusional people." Doctor Tae clenched his teeth, offended by Zane's words. "Even if I am gay, I'd still have a better taste." He grumbled while rolling his eyes before crossing his arms and looked the other direction, expressing his disapproval. The absurdity cracked Zane’s tension for a single breath. "Then, by all means, cut your crap and tell me what three magical words you suggest, my lord?" Zane exclaimed, gritting his teeth.

Heat crept into my face. “I hate how the two of you notice everything.” Magnus took another sip of his tea. “You’ll hate it even more after today’s lesson.” Before I could ask what he meant, the large doors opened once again and Valerian walked inside. The old Archmage carried three enormous books stacked so high in his arms that I could barely see his face behind them. Dust floated into the air with every step he took. He reached the table and dropped all three books directly in front of me. The loud thud echoed through the dining hall.

I thought that bizarre chapter of my life was over, but one evening a week later, the doorbell suddenly rang. I went to answer it. Standing outside was the Dragon Emperor, Aurelius. There were no bodyguards and attendants. It was just him. His long golden hair was still tied back, and he wore a dark gray cashmere coat. His presence felt much more restrained than before. He almost looked like an ordinary man. If you could ignore his golden-slitted pupils. I was startled for a moment. “Mr. Vale?” He gave me a small nod and replied in a calm tone, “Lucien sent me.”

"My arm will be paralyzed for a month if the magic succeeds. But after this, we are even. If you desire any further spells, you must meet the requirements." "Deal!" Zaiper crowed, practically bouncing on his feet, almost unhinged in his delight. "Alright,” the mage’s voice was an ominous echo. “If the magic succeeds, in a few days, His Majesty the First, the mighty and supreme sovereign ruler of Urai, His Grace, Grand King Daemonikai, will lose his mind."

Boom— Alexander's energy burst out, easily repelling the guards. "Hmph, did you think I wouldn’t dare to kill?" If things escalated and a fight broke out, he didn’t mind wiping out Mario’s entire line. The terrifying aura weighed down on many people, making it hard for them to breathe. "Sir, please show mercy, this is a misunderstanding!" Second Elder White was terrified, clasping his fists and begging. This overwhelming aura was undoubtedly from someone at the semi-Empyrean level. At that moment, an old man with blonde hair appeared, fanning the flames.

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.

As it took out hundreds of stone puppets of different grades from the space bag on its belly, it cursed hard, "You are Doraemon, and your whole family are Doraemons... I've told you not to hit my head!" "Haha, okay, it's all over. You can continue to bask in the sun." Ding Hao saw that all the Giant Rock Puppets had been taken out. He immediately grabbed Fat Cat's tail and swung it. The strength in the Martial Emperor Realm directly threw Fat Cat out of the Great Abyss. "Meow. Ding Hao, you're a bad guy. The two of us don't get along well!" Fat Cat's miserable cry came from above, and got farther and farther away.

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