Chapter 50
My Empire Chapter 50
2020-11-03
Chapter 50 50 Ways"What is this? An organ? So small, what can it do?" Furen Zberg looked at the small pistol, and although he sensed danger, he still asked indifferently.
"It? It can make a loud noise, let the guards outside rush in, and let a bullet rush to the target at an extremely fast speed, making a hole in the target!" Chris said With a pistol, he seemed to have more confidence.
He stared at the two magicians, afraid they might do something dangerous. His eyes flicked back and forth over the opponent's hand and mouth, guarding him from chanting incantation or something like flames popping out of his hand.
"We have defense magic, which can resist the attack of swords!" Frenzberg said confidently: "Your weapons can't hurt magicians! Mortals, no matter how hard they struggle, are only Just mortals!"
"Bah!" Chris didn't intend to give the two of them any chance, and pulled the trigger when the other said he had defensive magic. Before Frenzberg's voice landed, he saw the cold light flashed in the hands of Chris on the opposite side.
Almost subconsciously, Frenzberg used all his magic power to defend against the opponent's possible attack, but he was still slow because the bullet was invisible to naked eyes. Speed, flew to William behind him.
William was also aware of the danger, and it was a keen instinct. As he staggered away from the position he had just now, he used magic to form a shield around his body as much as possible.
Unfortunately, everything he did seems to be in vain. His little movement could not dodge the bullet. Before his magic could wrap around his face, the bullet was already gone. He wiped his face and flew over.
Then, like a sharp knife, the bullet severed the hair behind William's ear, leaving a bruise on his ear, and then flew away, hitting the wall behind William, It left a crater all around with a slight crack.
"..." Frenzberg didn't speak. At that moment, he seemed to see Death God grab his throat. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't. Originally, he simulated the attack mode of a cannon and developed a very powerful ultra-high-speed long-range attack method, but just now he saw a mortal using the same trick, and it looked simpler...
William didn't speak either. He felt the burning pain in his ears. It was the first time he saw this kind of terrifying super-high-speed attack. He didn't even have time to prepare, and the opponent's attack had already passed through him. body of.
Chris adjusted the muzzle of his pistol, and I have to say that William's luck is really good. Originally, Chris wanted to kill William with one shot, and then immediately shot at Frenzberg, but unfortunately - he missed the shot...
He shot wrong, the bullet Wiping William's ears and flying over. But at the same time, Chris also proved one thing, and that is that the magicians' defenses are nowhere near as unbreakable as he thought.
"Gudu..." Frenzberg swallowed and finally came out of the shock. The magic defense on him was just taking shape, but then he dissipated the insignificant magic shield. He knew that magic couldn't stop this powerful "point attack", and keeping magic defense was just wasting his magic power.
But he also had his own ideas, and then he said with a strong voice: "I have seen your cannons, and they can only fire one shell at a time! You have already fired once, and you want to fire again. An attack like this is very troublesome, right?"
William also realized that such an attack does not seem to be impossible for a long time, so he also calmed down and prepared to use magic to regain his place.
Chris tilted the muzzle again and pulled the trigger: "Bah!"
This time he deliberately chose a slightly tilted angle and shot his second shot bullet. The bullet passed William a little further away, hitting the wall behind him again.
Before hitting the wall, it accidentally knocked off half of the candles placed on the candlestick at the entrance, showing off the magical effect of Spear Art. Turning back sideways, he saw Franzberg whose candle was shot by bullets. He was speechless in shock.
His guess was right before, Alanhill did have more and better weapons, but he had already guessed the opponent's strength as best he could, but in the end, he still found himself underestimated. mortal.
Now these mortals can compete with the magicians. Even if both parties are prepared, it is still possible for mortals to kill the magician - this is a topic that Frenzberg will not even think about in the past, but he must face it now. .
"Be bet! Look at how many bullets I have here!" Chris's confidence has completely returned, and since the other party didn't kill him immediately, it looks like he can't kill him! And now that he is holding a pistol, he is naturally capable of killing one old and one young in front of him.
"I think I have 4 more chances, each of you can get two shots..." Chris shook the pistol in his hand and gave an interesting multiple-choice question: "Or, Are you willing to be loyal to me?"
Before Franzberg and William could say anything, the door to Chris's study was knocked open. A dozen guards with pistols rushed in, pointing Colt pistols at the two magicians who had broken into Serris.
Just now knowing how powerful the things in these people's hands are, William found himself being pointed at by several pistols at the same time, and swallowed nervously. He wanted to move his position, but found that he didn't even have the courage to move now.
The last time he was so embarrassed was when he was facing the great magician of Leysin. At that time, he still had the courage to use his own magic, but this time, he didn't even move his finger. Dare.
The guards who rushed in didn't know who they were surrounded by, but they knew that the person who jumped over all the checkpoints abruptly and sneaked into the Grand Duke's study was definitely not a simple role. So they carefully kept their distance and surrounded the two people in the middle.
Captain, holding a pistol and two of the best guards, blocked Chris behind him and asked softly, "Your Majesty...you, are you alright?"
"I'd like to stay here! Allegiance to you!" Franzberg said suddenly before Chris could speak, "I can dissipate my magic and become an ordinary old man. , stay here...under your guidance, to approach the truth of this world."
"Yes, I, I am willing too!" William also felt that at this time, it is better not to worry about magician. The restraint is better. The situation is stronger than people, and it is the best choice to keep your own life first obediently and honestly.
This was a really bad assassination attempt. Chris put away his gun and looked at one old and one young in front of him with great interest, thinking that these "cultivation nerds" are sometimes cute.
"Now, tell me what you are here for? I don't think you were sent by the Holy Demon Emperor, am I right?" Chris took a chair and sat down. He fiddled with the Colt revolver in his hand and asked.
"We wanted to come." Frenzberg smiled bitterly and replied: "If the Holy Demon Emperor comes to trouble you, you will know what a disaster is coming. Even if only A Dragon Knight flew over your castle and you're dead."
"I really don't want to go to war with the Holy Demon Emperor right now, but that doesn't mean I'm afraid of Dragon Knight." Chris His fingers tapped on his half-written textbook, which was his habit when he was thinking. While beating, he looked at the canvas-covered 30mm anti-aircraft gun on the city wall in the distance outside the window, and said confidently: "Besides, it's not enough for a dragon to come to my castle to make trouble!"
"Okay, let's talk about you now! I don't have a magician, it's fine for you to be loyal to me, but I don't think... it's not easy to guarantee your loyalty." Chris pointed to the two in front of him: "You are more Like my captive, loyalty is really questionable."
"And! I've never seen a magician, can't judge your danger, and have no experience with magicians...you guys, Can you...or are you willing to prove your role?" Chris thought about it after speaking, and then added: "Use a peaceful method! I don't want to kill people."
" You don't want to kill people, and neither do we..." William looked at the dark muzzles around him and shouted loudly in the heart. Chris's crisis has been resolved, but the crisis between the two mages is far from resolved.
" Along the way, I have seen many books that popularize knowledge..." Frenzberg, who was obviously more prepared, showed the role of experience and experience at critical moments. His existence fully proves what is called ginger or old spicy.
I just listen to him speak slowly and express his thoughts: "I'm thinking, why is Alanhill still passing knowledge in such a primordial and backward way? Since you have no better way, why not? ...with our magician?"
"Do you have a better way to pass on knowledge?" Chris was less calm and collected when he heard this. If there is really a way to improve the efficiency of knowledge transfer, then he can spread the knowledge in his mind to many people in a very short time.
He will have countless helpers and countless followers of modern industrial civilization who are truly loyal to him. With these talents, he can realize industrialization faster and quickly build Alanhill into an industrial empire.
"Of course!" Frenzberg nodded: "The solution is in my discipline's backpack!"
(end of this chapter)