Magic Emperor 203 Novels & Stories

Releasing Azura, I took a step forward, knowing that he was someone I was going to need to deal with personally. “As you can see, you can’t win here. Just accept your punishment and perhaps in time you can earn your freedom back.” Slowly moving toward him, I kept my voice low, so as not to startle him. When his gaze met mine, I knew that there was no luck. He looked as if he was teetering on the deep end. His eyes flickered between half-crazed and half-freaked out. Before I could take another step forward, his body began to shift into Dragon form.

Almost every girl from earth might have a crush on him just for his devilishly handsome face. "Yes, the eldest brother." Reselor lowered his head in embarrassment. It seemed he was afraid of both Azalias and the eldest prince. "She is here! I can smell her." A middle-aged elven man beside them spoke immediately. His hair and eyes were silver-colored, his skin was pale like other elves, but he has many blue tints in his body. Azalias was a bit panicked again. He could feel the subconsciously exerted pressure by the middle-aged elven man. He must not let the man find out about princess Filuna.

'Alpha Maximus,' Micah says, graciously bowing his head. 'Micah, we were just talking about you,' Alpha Maximus says. 'Oh really? Good things, I hope?' He says and smiles at me endearingly. I blush, 'Come on, Dad, move out of the way so Micah can come inside. You take up the whole doorframe, you know?' 'I'm a Lycan. I can't help being this big,' he shrugs, steps away from the door, and returns to the dining table.

The tactical deployment of the Divine Capital had been repaired and perfected for countless years, and it contained a great mystery. It was said that it could trap an immortal. Since ancient times, only the God Emperor could possess the arraying formation map, and the commander of the army under his command could only master the formation map of one of the channels. However, if the God Emperor adjusted the distribution of the bronze mountains, he could turn the original valve into a dead end in an instant, which was much more reliable than any kind of defense like a solid city wall.

The emperor has gotten desperate regarding this matter. Well, from how I see it, just getting one heir would be a super good start already. Considering the Crown Prince’s lack of interest in his harem or who was in it, wishing for multiple heirs at this point was a wild stretch. I was sure that the emperor knew of this as well. “Understood, Sir. We, the Town of Amber Leaves, agree to all the terms. Please stop the battle immediately!” the town head cried out in submission as he bowed his head low onto the ground. The other village elders and others that were present also did the same.

The eyes of the three flickered as they looked at Jing Hong and Chu Pan. "What do you think about it?" Evil Emperor asked with a sinister smile. Immortal Emperor Wind said, "I think it's feasible." Immortal Emperor and Immortal Emperor Sword slowly nodded.

Megara shook her head and completely turned towards him, her back facing Agnes and her right side facing Evenor and Master Shin. "Stop lying." Megara gritted her teeth in anger and the man shook his head. "Check my memory." He said and then a man stepped forward. The same man who was a lion among foxes. He walked past Megara and towards the beaten-up blonde man. He was famous for his magic, he had the same magic that Marco's disciple had but a lot more powerful.

He let out a mighty scream, taking down his opponent and finally clearing a path to his goal. Xander raised his sword as he eyed the newcomer. "You are the Emperor, right?" he asked with indifference. "Are you ready to join your man there?" Devrim was too angry to respond. All of his fatigue left him as the adrenaline pumped into his system. The Emperor swung and connected with Xander's weapon with such force that it vibrated through his opponent's arms and forced him to step backwards to brace himself. Two more strikes put the Captain on the defensive and a third managed to pierce the Merpearl and knock it from its setting. The glowing orb rolled along the deck, pausing only shortly before

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

SWOOSH! A wave of spells hit the Skelewolves, sending them flying backwards. Damien and Nine, who were nearly buried under the debris of creatures, manage to squeeze out to find Timur and several faes chanting their magic. “Where is the Emperor?” Damien yells. “He has been sent off to find the Empress!” Timur exclaims. “We do not have time!” Several more Skelewolves are attacking them but Timur uses his magic to fend them off. Nine is tired but keeps on cutting down the creatures.