Magic Emperor Novels & Stories

"We are not leaving you alone in it. This job is difficult. Assassins wanted to kidnap her. She's Mafia Head's wife. And pregnant. A lot of enemies, Devil." "Someone has to do it." Devil snarled under his breath. "Our men are keeping close eyes on him." Dragon said. "I should be your boss, so none of you could disobey me." Devil said in a cold and frustrated voice. They all laughed. "Should we call you BOSS? Or Devil The Boss?" Beta mocked. The corners of his lips curled up.

He was using black magic to drain their strength. Typical of him. He never believed in fair fights. Brooke lunged at me, but I dodged easily, enjoying his desperation. I closed my eyes and pictured him pinned against the wall. When I opened them, it happened. “No way…” he whispered. “Your eyes, you’re the Emperor. You pinned me with your thoughts.” I smirked. “I’ll give it to you, Brooke. You’re observant. Yes, I am the Emperor. Tell me, how do you want me to punish you?”

she added in a grim tone. Sir Leon raises his eyebrows before letting out a short chuckle. "Ah, Your Majesty, you misunderstand us. Well...we did conceal something and that is —" he looks at her, dead in the eye and continues, "that girl...is a mage." It elicits more gasps. But Erica remains stoic. She doesn't dare to look at her mate.

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.

“I, Cerina Samara Imperial, is having a blood pact with Mammon, the demon king of Greed—” “Oops, wait, wait… correction, Mammon, the former demon king of Greed,” he corrected me. I just rolled my eyes at him and revised what I have said. “I, Cerina Samara Imperial, is having a blood pact with Mammon, the former demon king of Greed. My rules to be included in this agreement are: Mammon should devote his loyalty to me. He should not do things that against me, my friends, and others. He should not harm anyone unless it’s an enemy. He should help me in reclaiming our homeland. The moment he violates my rules, he will cease to exist,” I stated, then, the magic circle glowed again as rune letters

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.”

His gaze drifted to her from the ground, nodding as he understood the look in her eyes. “Shine bright, Alexis”. He whispered in her ears. She steeled her heart and turned to the one responsible for this mess. Her hands raised, unleashing the beast she had contained for a bit too long. The dark shadows caused shivers among spectators and when she found her target disguised as a young man. “Darron Kaedmen, on the account of possessing the Emperor with shadow magic, as his mage I strip you of your ability to perform shadow magic”, and just like that, the façade of a young man broke revealing an obese, wrinkly raisin.

With desperate eyes, she questioned. "I believe just a figment, created by a witch. The aura of dark magic was too great that night!" King Emmerich possessed the ability to intercept evilness, dark magic, fear, blood, and death. He was drawn to it from a young age, and the wildness within him ran by, devouring them. He is mighty, and his vision can travel any distance to identify the source of the evilness or dark motives. And, when it comes to his family and himself, he can sense when someone is plotting something evil to harm them. He can directly draw power from hell; he is said to be Lucifer's first born, and his demon is said to be Calcifer, or the fire of hell.

At this moment, another auction sound rang out, only to see a woman wearing a light red long dress calling for a price. This time there was no need for Tadhg Walter to ask, Magnate Emperor immediately transmitted the sound. "At this time, God and Demon became the daughter of God and Emperor Grand, Great Emperor of God and Demon, mastering the magic of two paths, both good and evil, extremely powerful." Tadhg Walter nodded, and at the same time, the sound of the third path bidding came out. "Fifty thousand!" As soon as this price came out, many people looked towards the person calling the price, but it was a man wearing a blue costume.

Suddenly the emperor appeared and blocked the black magic to protect his soldiers. Empaler Aegaeus retaliated, and he created a massive vortex that included white electricity. He immediately released him, and many of Filius Bein's soldiers were killed. He retaliated, and he also created a black whirlwind and so did the emperor. Until they release it at the same time.