Monkey King: Havoc In Heavens Palace Novels & Stories

Monk Jetchi glanced at him and looked away, the entire change, was to a huge palace, the palace wall was plated with gold. A young man stood on the throne with a stern facial expression, and military generals knelt before him. “Why haven't you killed the child?” the King asked coldly. “King Hudson, may you reign forever, we have done as you have said, we have massacred all the villagers in the East, and the officials are disgruntled by your reign, there is hunger and frustration…” “Shut up!” King Hudson backed. He waved his hand and a stream of dark energy rushed towards the General, his body was wrapped with it, he twitched and wailed.

Everyone spoke of the Mad King. Kenneth was surprised. Since he stepped inside this palace, he didn't feel like the monster people usually saw him as. "Theodore, have you found—" another young man entered the kitchen and paused when he saw the strangers, "Oh, we have guests," he looked at his mother with questioning eyes. Monica smiled, "The king has come to visit the palace."

The echoes of applause still clung to the walls of the Obsidian Spire, fading into murmurs as nobles and emissaries retreated to their chambers. The moonlight spilled across the obsidian floors, painting everything in silver and black, highlighting the smoke curling from the volcanic spire above. Ashenrealm had witnessed an unprecedented sight tonight: the Dragon King and the Dragon-Bonded Healer, united in blood, magic, and choice. Yet, as much as the castle shimmered with celebration, shadows stirred.

Only something at Royal Mastery Realm could hurt him that quickly—no other monster could possibly do it. About 30 feet ahead of him, a small monkey stared at him with a smug smile. Its eyes were full of mockery, as if saying, "I can't believe there are such weak humans on this planet." "Which level of Royal Mastery are you?" Felix couldn't tell exactly, but he knew the little monkey had to be at Royal Mastery Realm. After making some chattering sounds, the monkey vanished again. Figuring that it was going to try the same trick on him, Felix smirked. He immediately activated his True Intent and started battling against the monkey.

he says. Good. He already knows why I'm here. I step past him without replying. The mansion is silent—no music, no servants rushing around—only the sound of polished shoes on marble. They’ve cleared the house. We stop outside a pair of enormous wooden doors. The guards open them. Don Matteo de Luca is already waiting. He doesn't rise from his chair, and I don’t stop walking. Something terrifying dawns on me—two kings stand in the same room, neither willing to bow, neither willing to kneel.

The monarch and his wife jumped into the arena. “Who are you, and why are you doing this?” The monarch asked with a stern tone. “For over a thousand years, I've searched for a body worthy of my gloriousness to punish this filthy world for existing. My name is Sabbath, the ill-born of the moon goddess,” Mary's body spoke. “Well, Sabbath, your time has finally come. You shall die at my ha-” Before the monarch could finish his sentence, both he and his wife's heads were cut off instantly by a swing of Sabbath's left index finger.

Slap! Slap! Slap! “Ah—You bastard! How dare you beat me? You’re dead meat!” Alex responded coldly, “I’ll spank you with your pants off if you keep disobeying me! Are you trying to bring Yukon down to ruins?” The Peacock Heavenly King got back on her feet, limping slightly after having her behind slapped that hard. However, she was even more shocked about another thing. “What is your actual cultivation level? A king of god? Wait, no, not even a king of god could be this strong!”

The moment they stepped out of the room, a knowing smirk formed on Stan's face as he took in her hair and dress beneath the coat which belonged to Vincent. “It seems I just disrupted a sweet moment between you two. My apologies,” he chuckled and Minerva blushed scarlet and crimson. Vincent threw his friend and right-hand man a death look but a smile slipped through his cold facade. “What is happening?” He asked. “The dragon earlier just made an appearance.” Stan said with fear in his eyes. “WHAT!” Both Vincent and Minerva yelled in chorus. Stan scratched his head in hesitation. “And he came with friends.”

Using both my hands, I grabbed ahold of her to make it seem as if I was really struggling to keep her still. “What do you want with me?” Kyra demanded, her voice sounding panicked. “I will tell you once we get free.” The half-fly man spoke. Well, this wasn’t working out the way I had wanted it to. Maybe if I let him out and then convinced him to talk to me, it could still work. Not that I had any plans of what to do once I got in here. “I won’t let you out!” Kyra screamed. “Do you really think this will hold me? When I get free, which I will, I will just kill you. I am sure my Goddess will understand it was just an act of defense.” He laughed as if he found this all amusing.

“ Lan might have a big mouth but I will not spare you if you tread in his path. The shadow warriors has always been a myth, so should the fireball incident.” I shuddered, wondering how many secrets were hidden in this palace as I bowed, “Yes, Your Majesty.” “Good.” He grunted. “Now run along, I believe your absence would have been noticed by now.” I nodded, turning to leave. When— “Gracious Mother Moon, what happened here?” The shrieking voice of Begritta rang across the hallway. My breath hitched, my heart jumping to my throat as I saw Begritta and Vera approached, flocked with the company of the other girls.