Magic Emperor 265 Novels & Stories

LYRA "I don't trust her Damien. I need to lure her down to get to Magnus, she's gullible enough to think I'm stupid enough to fall for her tricks" Sage says through his phone call My lips quivered as I peeped through his room standing like a statue as his words reached my hearing. Every piece of my heart-shattering. "She has to produce an heir for me before I reject her and I'm sure by that time we've gotten to achieve our main goal," He says yet again.

Debris and freezing wind, as well as an overwhelming, draconic pressure, crashed down from above. A tall figure descended. Golden hair, golden-slitted pupils, and scales faintly emerged across the figure’s body. His features were sharp, cold, and utterly inhuman. He was the Dragon Emperor. He stood amid the ruins, his gaze like a blade, locking directly onto the golden tail around my ankle. My brain was completely short-circuited. The next second, a small, golden figure shot up from the bed. The little guy transformed mid-air into his dragon form—a small, golden-scaled dragon—and blocked the opening.

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

I felt a gentle pulse of magic brush against my skin. “Fascinating,” the archmage murmured. “Your soul is too strong for this vessel. It is like trying to pour an ocean into a cup. The world resists it, yet you remain stable. How?” “I refuse to break,” I said simply. Valerian chuckled. “Pride like that is dangerous. But useful.” Magnus crossed his arms. “Can you help him control it?” “I can try,” Valerian replied. “We will start with simple exercises. Learning to balance the flow. If we do not, the instability may grow. It could affect the palace itself one day.”

"Who do you think you are? How dare you talk big!" Instantly, dozens of figures flew toward Caspian. The Demon Emperor, the Demonic Beast Ancestor, and the Evil Spirit Corpse instantly displayed their exceptional magical powers. The Demon Emperor's body was like a skeleton, but he possessed the enormous strength to move mountains and fill seas. He reached out, grabbed a big hammer, and smashed it toward Caspian. One black hole after another appeared in the trajectory of the hammer. The smell of rotten meat and blood came from every black hole, as if each black hole was connected to a horrible purgatory.

JD said. “Mom and Dad will be thrilled. They love the girls.” Renzo smiled and JD smiled back at him. Renzo then turned to Miko again. “What did you find in Cupid’s laptop.” “I’m still deciphering some codes and passwords but I got some information about their boss. He called himself ‘Hercules’ and it was rumored that he was on par with Black Dragon’s skills.” Miko reported. Renzo scoffed in response and glance at the now expressionless JD. “Well, let’s see about that.”

The Azenla Empire was thrown into chaos when they heard the news that on the southwest of the Southern Region, the large mine of a mana stone that was owned by the Second Prince’s faction exploded. The only thing that left was a large pit that was covered with purplish-black flames. This was the first time in the history that they ever saw this type of flame. Furthermore, the heat that the flame produced was too strong that even the five archmages that the emperor dispatched could only stood on the distance of five hundred yards. If they tried to go further, the barrier that they covered on themselves would be shattered and they would surely feel the strong heat.

The hellions were holding Fang as the process went on. "The spell is very powerful my lord. I can't figure it out" I glared at him, "I thought you were expert in these things"' Virgil made a sound, "I am my lord but I can't give you a name" I grind my teeth together. He was my last hope in finding out what went wrong. "But I can tell you where this came from" I blinked back at him, "Where?" "Mouth Olympus. It's a powerful spell. A goddess spell"

She munched the air bitterly. “Elaborate, then.” Second took the initiative to learn more about them.” Hisoka rubbed his face annoyingly. “Listen, people. Listen!” “The dragons are the pinnacle of magic power.” Second took a second to realize the real meaning of that statement. In other words, magic was the dragons’ forte. That’s all. Hisoka sighed, “Well, it turns out, one of you is bright enough to understand me.” First bit her lower lip bitterly and forcefully blanked her mind because the emperor surely could hear her loud and clear.

When it came to this peerless weapon, even Vince Schmidt could not help showing an unconcealable horror on his face. "This is a black-colored Magical Staff. There is an endless ferocious aura from top to bottom. However, it has been taken away by an expert at the Emperor-level. This expert at the Emperor-level is the Fighting Ape Emperor of the nine great emperors. He is a disciple of the Fighting God Palace..." Vince Schmidt explained to Zephyr Khan. "Fighting Ape Emperor?" Hearing this name, Zephyr Khan couldn't help but be moved... Zephyr Khan knew a little about the Fighting Ape Emperor.