Novel Magic Emperor Indo Novels & Stories

Asalan Enlim says dismissing them all. They filed out leaving the room without turning their backs to the Emperor until they reach the door frame. They now again and leave closing the door behind them. Silence engulfs them in the room as Una takes in the features she had not yet seen in the room. The intricate designs and pieces laid out across the room made no sense to her at all. "Are you the emperor they speak of?" Una asked taking steps down the bed stand to stand in front of him. He might be the emperor here but she was not from this timeline. She knew nothing about her at all. "What year are you from?" The emperor asked her.

"Why do I feel... so... heavy?" I whisper looking over at Candi, hoping she can give me the answer. "This is where she practices her magic. It came at a high cost," she whispers back. "The whole area is imbued with her magic. And in case you haven't figured it out yet, she's all about dark magic." I'm going to agree with her assessment. The whole place felt dark and twisted.

King Chu shook his head; he and We Yan had already discussed this, but We Yan’s answer hadn’t put his mind at ease. “We Yan did become a member of a power on the Mainland, but he didn’t tell me which one. And there is an empire that holds sway over our hundred kingdoms—yet we’ve never met a single person from that empire except for We Yan!” He explained everything to General Ning; as General Ning heard all this from the king, his expression grew very somber. Even the glass in his hand shattered upon hearing this information, which was so painful to him.

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 do.” Magnus covered his mouth with one hand, though I noticed the corners of his lips twitch. Even Ragnar looked suspiciously close to smiling. I narrowed my eyes at all three of them. “You planned this.” “No,” Ragnar answered with complete seriousness. “We merely expected this reaction.” Valerian pushed the top book a little closer to me. The leather cover looked older than anything I had ever touched. “The Founding of the Iron Fang Empire.” The second followed. “Political Structure of the Northern Kingdoms.”

She played with her fingers in her lap, her eyes refusing to meet mine. "My name is Emerald and I'm the the Princess of Wales." She said. My hands curled under her chin and I lifted her face to meet mine. "Wow, your name effectively captures your beauty." I told her. A tinge of pink rushes to her cheek, "Thank you." She says. "The way it matches the colour of your eyes, your jet black hair, pale skin and the most tempting cherry red lips I've ever seen." I continue. She blushes harder this time too shy to say a word.

The Emperor gathered his dark energy again, but Airoh would not let him go. The king’s hatred was out of control. He would not have a second thought to slaughter this demon. Even his death wouldn’t be enough to appease his rage. For all the damage he created just for the sake of being the strongest. “Luxus! Luxus!” The Emperor started to chant in the ancient language to awaken the force in Elduri. A massive blazing magic circle was formed on the ground. The world shook again, and this time, it was so strong. The ice freezing the lava evaporated, and the volcano spewed so much fire.

There was a burst of energy on it. The following second. Northern Emperor kingdom’s black-clothed guards, who were previously scattered in various locations, appeared in an instant under the flag. This big flag could actually summon those people in an instant to the side. It was truly magical. "Follow my order, and capture Neela alive!" "I want this dragon to be the emperor's only mount!" The people in black reacted when they heard this. "Sister, we appear to be in trouble," Belindo said, her voice muffled by a toothache.

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.

Then, before the Silver Empire, before foreign ambassadors, before a room full of men preparing for war, Emperor Draevor Kaine lowered himself onto one knee. Gasps rippled violently through the chamber as a goblet slipped from someone’s hand and shattered across the marble floor. Lord Vassel caught himself against the council table, visibly shaken, while stunned silence spread among the nobles. No one in living memory had ever witnessed the Beast Emperor kneel before another person. Draevor lowered his head only slightly before lifting his gaze back toward Halrem. “I crossed three kingdoms expecting negotiation,” he said, his deep voice carrying with iron steadiness through the hall.