Chapter 798
My Empire Chapter 798
2020-11-03
Chapter 798 800 Assassination"Ah!" Finally, a female magician screamed in horror because she saw the Alanhill Empire The emperor was engulfed by the explosion, and she also saw the magician standing beside her, singing more powerful magic.
"Damn it, someone assassinated!" The first person to react to the new puppet empire was the high level magicians sitting in the first row of the auditorium.
Archon Alderlake suddenly stood up from his position. He turned around in astonishment and saw a silhouette with his arms raised not far behind him.
"Why..." He subconsciously questioned, but his questioning voice was already drowned out by the screams of other magicians.
"The tyrant is dead!" A magician condensed into a defensive magical barrier in front of him, and excitedly shouted a slogan that he wanted to shout for a long time, but never dared to shout.
At this moment, he feels that he has accomplished the greatest thing in this world, he successfully assassinated the emperor of the strongest empire in the history of magic continent!
"Go to hell!" he shouted loudly, state seems crazy. Among the countless magicians, his expression was even contorted with excitement, like a demon.
The magicians sitting beside him subconsciously jumped up from their positions and grabbed the assassin's magic robe. One of them scolded in a trembling voice: "Stop! What have you done!"
"The tyrant is dead!" The magician was still shouting hysterically before being knocked down, as if It's like venting the anger in his heart: "I'm the hero of this world! I did what you wanted to do but didn't dare to do! You dare not kill me! You dare not kill me! Hahaha!"
"tú tú slam!" Not far away, an Alanhill Guard agent with a live ammunition took up the weapon in his hand and swept the bullet onto a magician who was about to unleash the attacking magic.
The magician fell in response, countless blood flowers blooming from his body. The magician didn't even have time to shout a word, and slammed heavily on the magician who covered head and sneaked away like a rat beside him.
"Protect Your Majesty!" An Alanhill officer who was in charge of the scene had collapsed, waving his arms and shouting continuously, but his voice, in the already chaotic scene, did not How to get attention.
"I succeeded! We succeeded!" A magician was surprised in the crowd. He pushed aside the chaotic crowd and stared at the dusty podium: "The tyrant is dead! This world is free! !"
"You don't have to be afraid anymore! He's dead! He can no longer threaten this world! ah ha ha ha!" He pushed a came back to his senses, ready to pounce on him The magician, arrogantly and loudly vented his joy.
Audrek finally regained his sanity at this time, he turned his head suddenly, looked towards his old friend who had stood up beside him, his wrinkled face flushed with excitement Rise up: "It's you! Why are you doing this?"
He has realized that it is not easy to mix in so many unidentified magicians and give them a chance to attack.
If there is no one in the center to support and even cover these assassins, it is impossible for them to get such a good opportunity! And there are only a few people in the new puppet empire who can cover for so many assassins at the same time.
Since it's not Alderlake himself, the person who is most suspected is the consul who is in charge of the security inspection of this time's speech!
Magician, who was in charge of the new puppet empire magician security inspection, looked at Alderlake with a smile on his face and spread his arms: "I'm sorry old friend, I have betrayed your trust...you Now just kill me, and you can give everyone an explanation!"
"An explanation? Don't you understand? We're all buried for your madness! Alanhill will kill us all!" Audrek pointed at the other side with a trembling finger, and shouted loudly: "You will let the entire world be buried for your madness!"
"Hahahaha! You are wrong! Audrek! , no one will be buried with this matter! Except for me!" The old magician cried with joy: "Those mortals who are short-sighted and vying for power will only fight for the power that Alanhill gave birth to! The whole empire will soon be divided up! Maybe, Now, Alanhill... no longer exists!"
"You can even hear the collapse of the empire built by the dead tyrant! Come on! Kill me and the new puppet empire will be in Alanhill Immortality in the destruction of the empire!" He motioned to Alderek to kill him, without even intending to resist.
"Mad! You lunatic!" Alderlake gnashing teeth, wishing to swallow this old friend alive.
"Someone has to do this crazy thing! My old friend!" The magician laughed heartily: "Fortunately, I made it! We don't have to bow down to the face anymore. A mortal! This is what this world is like!"
"From now on, all Magic Empires are free! Our future is in our own hands!" He spread his hands Turning around a little bit, as if enjoying the chaos of the scene.
"The tyrant is dead!" Another magician shouted before being smashed into a sieve by bullets. He fell in a pool of blood and smashed a chair. Those magicians who were sitting beside him had already given up a long distance.
The telecast is still going on, and the barracks of the Southwest Army has already resounded with mournful battle alarms.
"The Emperor Your Majesty was assassinated!" An officer who came back to his senses jumped up from his seat after the TV signal was cut off.
"Damn!" Hearing the battle alarm of the emergency gathering, many people grabbed the uniforms on the hangers and rushed to the door of their office.
Countless soldiers rushed out of their barracks, trampling the ground with a pair of leather boots, making a dull sound.
One neat queue after another was put together silently, and the faint sound of crying has spread.
The officers with tears on their faces stood in front of the sobbing queue, shouting loudly in hoarse cries: "Stand at attention! All have... revenge for the Emperor Your Majesty!"
"Vengeance!" Countless voices echoed on the school grounds, and the air was filled with despairing grief.
"If the emperor Your Majesty is really... everyone will be buried with him!" While muttering, he grabbed the phone and found that the commander of the barracks, who had been busy all the time, rudely The telephone receiver smashed back to the telephone.
Then, wanting to contact the headquarters, he grabbed the phone again. He was waiting, waiting for an order to completely destroy an empire. ►
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