Magic Emperor Ch 201 Novels & Stories

"You gonna be able to sustain that spell for long? 'Cause I got a feelin' it's gonna take half a day for all this dark magic to disperse." For the first time since this nightmare began, Emerald actually smirks. "I'm the Primarch. My main characteristic is my outrageously large magic pool." I feel a wave of relief wash over me. Thank gods… I quickly reach out to Dominicus to update him on the new situation. ‘Dom, they're saturating the fog with dark magic.’ ‘We're just finding that out too’, he responds grimly. ‘the light witches went back up the cliff so quickly.’

I said, annoyed. “Remember, Alaric—you will need to build an empire. You will need an army to defeat Darius. I’ll see you soon.” And just like that, the voice vanished. “Wait!” I shouted. “What do you mean an ARMY? How am I supposed to—hey! Are you still there?!” Silence. I groaned and rubbed my face. “Why does that thing always disappear after dropping a cliffhanger?” Bloodsnow, perched on my shoulder, gave me a tiny side-eye.

Jax turned to me, his face grim. "What do you want to do, Elena? What's the plan? Oliver told me to take you to the pack, not bring you back." But I didn’t answer him. My eyes were fixed on Reed, a swirling and visible dark energy surrounding him. Oliver and Lucas were pushing him back, barely holding on. Chloe was on ground, she looked all bloodied and weak. I knew what I had to do. There was no other way. I opened the book of spells, the ancient pages crumbling at my touch. My fingers flew across the faded script, chanting the words of the spell of full magician. The world began to blur around me. It felt like I was falling into a deep, dark well.

“I beheaded them in the square. It was a pathetic sight, and now I am going to snap your neck.” Cayla closed her eyes as tears escaped. She clutched the relic tightly as her magic thumped fiercely in her veins. The emperor’s nails dug into her skin and drew blood, but she was impervious to it as the magic in her veins came to life. The battlefield was engulfed by a bright light. What happened next was even more terrifying.

She was exhausted already when she woke up, now she used some high-level magics which cost her the last bit of mana. She tilted her head to find Azalia's corpse, but she found Azalias in sound health, that he only had some bruise. She became angrier, her red eyes almost popped out from the sockets, blue veins popped in her forehead. Seeing her crazy murderous but pitiful expression, Azalias forgot to retaliate, he just turned to run away. While running he glanced at his behind, he saw Princess Filuna squeezed out all bit of mana from her body and made a hand sign, and yelled, "Minnfangi."*

So, yes, she can be proud of her dear husband. My father and Matteo go closer to that hideous man. My father speaks, "So, here I am. I am listening. What do you have for me?" That man disagrees by nodding his head. "No! You have something for me, and that is the gem. The Heart of Magic, and I want it now! No more bullshits!" "Not again this nonsense." My father wrinkles his forehead in despair and tired by repeatedly listening for that damn stupid gem. "I have explained to you thousands of times I do not know where it is. I have never seen it in my life. I do not even know how it looks like.

While the last faint notes of her sweet tone left his ears, Daniel whispered, "I'm coming." With a new purpose suddenly filling the young man's heart, Daniel felt a new spark on ancient magic rising within him. While Daniel looked down at the age-old warlock in front of him, a half smile curled up on his lips as his hair began to blow around him and a blue flame rose from his skin. He didn't know what was happening to him, but the voice in his head told him to be quiet and listen to the spirits that guided him. The Emperor raised his hands to inflict a final magical blow to Daniel, but the surrounding blaze couldn't be penetrated even by the old wizard. Some other unworldly force had favored

For the moment he couldn’t yet open transdimensional portals at will, but fortunately once his soldiers were sent out, they could all receive his orders through communication stones that had a spatial rune on them. Once his Prophet left to communicate his orders to his elite soldiers, he returned to a dimension that his predecessors had created and began to meditate. This dimension was saturated with demonic energy which was the equivalent of spiritual energy for humans and the more he absorbed the more powerful he would become, it was only a matter of time before he found the golden dragon and The legendary mage and he had to be ready to welcome them properly. …………………….. Astoria world 2.01

If an immortal was indeed helping them with Intel, it would be almost impossible to pinpoint who exactly had been at the spot. But I could deduce all that I knew about the immortals who could have gone against me, and the list was endless, late. Right now, I had to deal with a very stubborn man who had some kind of grudge against mages. “You’re coming with me,” I got up from the bed and held out my hand. “My friend is a healer mage and if you so much a say a beep, I will knock you out and drag your ass there myself!” “Miaka, I told you how I felt ab-”

His royal highness was Prince Dante who was going to be an evil emperor. By then, I was sure that my cheat was bad luck. One way or another, I kept running into him. If I managed to escape, I would get a concussion to meet him again. It must be the author's doing. I was sure that he gave me some jinx that involved meeting the man who would kill me again and again. I saw the same faces again -- the commander, the soldiers, and the damned emperor. The current emperor wasn't him but he would always be the emperor in my head. Damn!