Magic Emperor 187 Novels & Stories

Empress Park snarled gritting her teeth. "His Majesty the Emperor arrives." a eunuch outside announces. "Leave me alone, let him see that I am miserable!" She push Lulu away and she even wrinkled her red brocade robe. The door was push open, a majestic man came in, his long hair flutters against the wind, his black robe with dragon embroidery moves with his body. He look like a deity. "Empress, I heard you are sick." Empress Park abruptly stood up, making her stumble a bit, she bowed gently, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

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.

Emperor Aurelias said calmly, "Are you still unwilling to give up? You are still the Lord General as long as you are willing to serve me. You rule over many below me. Isn't that great? Furthermore, you are no match for me." Magaera laughed. "Even if I'm no match for you, I will never bow to you. No matter how many times I am defeated, I will fight! I have no fear!" His tone was strong and unquestionable. "Alright!" Emperor Aurelias knew that it was pointless trying to persuade him. He immediately nodded and said, "Since you want to fight, I'll fulfill your wish." Buzz! Then, power exploded from Emperor Aurelias, and he flew upward into the sky, battling intensely with Magaera.

Fragile, even. My chest contracts in a way that pisses me off. Her eyes lift and find mine. Blue meeting blue. The chapel disappears. For a second, it’s just us. She’s beautiful. The kind of beautiful that makes a man angry about it. My jaw ticks. My mouth goes dry. “I shouldn’t want her,” I mutter under my breath. Valerio hears. He always does. His lips twitch into a smirk. “Careful, amico,” he murmurs without turning his head. “Someone might think you’re human.”

Sound transmission requires a lot of mana and energy to control it… just like direct image transmission] The Emperor nodded slowly. "Hmm. I see, you want to conserve your body's energy in controlling mana during battle, huh?” On the other hand, Heinrich chuckled as he leaned against a large rock. He straightened his legs because he was tired and drank the water in his canteen. He saw Ezekiel approaching. “Is that all you can do, Archmage?” asked Ezekiel. "Tch. Did you forget I'm still letting some of my Artificial Spirit to look for Miss Bery–I mean Her Highness Euclase's Grandfather?” Heinrich asked.

The Godfather got up from his seat and came down to the sacred ground. "My progeny! I have ruled this sky since the day this world was born. Protecting our heaven was our priority above anything. We have fought battles against demons and been victorious but… demons started to evolve and came back stronger. So, today, we have selected our new protectors for this batch. Let me honour them" he bowed to the villagers and an angel brought a tray of medals. I was curious if I would be one of them? Even if I won't be one of them, I am grateful to be a warrior here.

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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.”

"I thought you said the Emperor did not want to be disturbed?" Inal asked stepping back out of the dark room. "The emperor has gone on a stroll and asked that if anyone comes looking for him I should tell them that he doesn't want to be disturbed," Tiartu said. "Mother, I am glad to have found you here, "Aranar Enlim said. Aranar Enlim was the crown prince and he was just nine years of age. He had been looking around for his mom for a while.

The Divine Holy Emperor said smilingly, “I’m impressed by you too, Thea. I heard that those who consumed the blood of the Four Holy Beasts would have Demonic Energy in their body. Let’s compare our Demonic Energies today and see who’s better.” The Divine Holy Emperor was very conceited. He cultivated Demonic Energy and practiced an incomplete version of the Curse Magic. Although Thea had displayed great strength, the Divine Holy Emperor was confident he could defeat her. He was excited at the thought of playing with her after his victory.