Magic Emperor 204 Novels & Stories

“Why wouldn’t he?” Magus rolled his eyes Heavenward. “We all see how he looks at you. We all know he’s had a taste of you. Can’t you see what we see?” No. What the devil did they see? “He loves it here.” I objected. “He hates it here.” Magus reiterated. “I already told you. He’s as much a slave here as you. Or Warlord.” “Warlord can’t be a slave…” I argued. “Oh, no?” Magus quirked a brow. “I guess you haven’t been to the Dark Room on the Second Floor then have you?”

Matthew took a deep breath and exhaled. “Ahem. Good morning everyone and I wish you all a wonderful day. As you know, I am Matthew Dragunov, the newest Dragon Emperor of Destruction after inheriting my ancestor’s power. I have heard the many questions you all have and am here to answer them. As of now the Scarlett Empire remains our enemy. Although my friend here inherited the Scarlett Witch’s legacy, she is not an ally of the Scarlett Empire either. We both seek no quarrel with any one, but we will not simply stand idly if you seek to harm us.”

Eric gritted his teeth and launched a flying kick. Andrew blocked it with one hand, but he suddenly felt his vision blur. Eric's Phantom Mirage had already activated silently. Andrew stood still, looking as if his mind had really been controlled. Eric laughed smugly, his eyes spinning with swirling shadows. He stepped forward to pat Andrew's shoulder, boasting, "It's not just you who's progressed in two years. I've now officially stepped into the martial emperor rank! With the Phantom Mirage on top of that, even against a peak martial emperor, I won't back down!"

"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." Upon hearing the information about the Emperor, Finesia wasn't able to think straight. There's no way that the Leonardo she met is the Emperor himself, it's impossible. "Is there any other information about him? Like his eyes... yes, his eyes! What's the color of it?" Finesia asked remembering the sparkling color of azure eyes of the man she met. "It's like a color of an ocean-" Jeneva wasn't able to finished her words when Finesia slammed the table, she looks exhilarated as she grabbed Jeneva's hands while her eyes were sparkling.

Duante's POV I bottomed out my drink. It pissed me off when she pointed the gun at herself. She was going to hurt her. I've told her I don't feel for her. Fu**! I can't keep her out of my thoughts. She is driving me crazy. It's a pure feeling. I don't want her forcibly. People didn't dare to come near me. Today I allowed them, because I wanted to prove my wife wrong. I'm an international businessman, not just it, I'm The Mafia Emperor. My eyes were searching for my girl. I saw remorse in her eyes when these girls were swaying around me to catch my attention which I ignored like always. I put the empty glass down and picked up the second one. I sipped from my second drink. My eyes were fishin

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.

’ 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.

Elias' words came back to her, loud and clear. 'So these two must have committed something heinous in order to acquire such auras.' She wondered sullenly. "His Majesty, he was talking bout mages," sir Leon clarified and the moment he did, his gaze seemed to pin on Erica whose focus and concentration vanished at once which resulted in the disappearance of the auras as well.

In the commotion, Laeddin touched my finger with one of his and I knew he'd done more magic. "Now that's settled, let's talk." Jagg paused in front of Laeddin and me before returning to his throne. He was the tallest gargoyle I'd seen, a giant. I shuddered to think what his wingspan would be. We'd never be able to escape if he came after us. The emperor returned to his seat and went back to brooding. "Bring them closer." He waved his hands. "Who are you and why are you here?" His question was directed at Laeddin.

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."