Novel & Cerita Mechanical God Emperor

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.

time, he felt stretched out, the base of his spine, split in half, in the middle of it, where the beats came, where then, he thrust. When the movements came with fury and speed, which was when next, Tsuki Miki realized that the new god did not stop entering as if he had no end, the smaller man knew that he was much bigger than his penis, he was huge as he thought, but he seemed to realize that the Emperor meant no harm.

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 celestial emperor shouted angrily. "I don't like talking twice, [Gravitational Dominance]", Suddenly a supreme pressure fell on the celestial emperor, causing him to bond on the floor and break all his bones, seeing this all the other celestial emperors were horrified, They felt that this man could kill them all if he wanted to.

Monster Emperor Taras replied with a malicious grin. Monster Emperor Taras gazed at the sun with his red eyes as he gestured slightly. All the Suns started dropping towards Tsarayu at rapid speed Monster Emperor Taras turned to look back towards Tsarayu but found the spot empty. Before he could do anything, all the Suns dropped on the empty spot, creating loud explosions and craters. The whole ground was filled with them, but the ground below monster Emperor Taras was safe and sound As monster Emperor Taras knew that Tsarayu wasn't there, he looked around and saw something which made him cough a mouthful of blood due to anger.

Liam Mathews 25 years old. A cruel, possessive and powerful man. He is the firstborn of Douglas and Alina Mathews. As his father is ruling as the Emperor, he will be the next Emperor of the mafia world. He and his family live in California. Attending the wedding of his right hand, he saw a girl and fell for her at a first sight. For her, he was ready to kick his throne and he did. Douglas Mathews 57 years old, The mafia Emperor. He is cruel and powerful. He is the father of Liam, Aiden and Bryan. Liam is the more powerful son and capable to be the emperor and he declared him as the next heir.

Instead, Una stood confused as to why Irkal reacted that way. The door opened and the Emperor entered. Una looked at the man intently as he entered the room and the people in the room bowed down. The girl's who had helped her to dress, Irkal, and the two men bowed down to their faces and shouted in chorus. "Long life the Emperor, the blessings of the gods be on the kingdom of Slosalia," they said and they all stood up. "Leave us," Asalan Enlim says dismissing them all.

The student body went into applause. “Any question?” Chloe asked “What was behind the name Empire?” Cami was the person to ask the question. Yes Cami was still in school, she was still a grade away from graduating high school. “That is a great question. Empire was the name of my late Godmother; I owe her a lot so I named everything I own after her.” Chloe replied with a smile

Darian’s POV The throne felt colder tonight. Darian Rhadamanthys Draven sat upon the black stone carved from obsidian, older than empires, colder than death. The flames in the great hall of the Obsidian Moon Pack danced across the polished marble floor, reflecting the deep red of his eyes. But they offered no warmth, no comfort. Power had long since dulled into routine. Fear was commonplace. And loneliness... loneliness had rooted itself in the marrow of his bones like a second skin.

During the banquet, Celia had played with the Sterling family's ancestral oracle blocks like a curious child. That night, Celia cast nine blessed results in a row. The entire hall had been stunned. Everyone praised her as the daughter-in-law destined for the Sterling family. He had smiled with delight back then. Because those nine blessed casts were a miracle he had created with his own hands, weighting the blocks with lead in advance. Everything had gone smoothly. Everyone envied Celia. That young girl who used to hide behind others had been cherished so publicly for the first time. What had he said to Caroline then?