Chapter 799
My Empire Chapter 799
2020-11-03
Chapter 799 801 Live"I said...is it a little too early for you to be happy?" Elf Queen Andrea stood up and stared at the excited assassin not far behind her with contempt.
The moment the assassin saw the Elf Queen, it was as if he had been hit by freezing magic, and even his breathing became cautiously.
A magician may despise a mortal in the bones, even if this mortal is the emperor of a huge Great Empire, even if this mortal is an emperor who has defeated countless Magic Empires!
However, a magician cannot despise another magician who is stronger than himself. It is a pity that, regardless of age or magical attainment, Andrea is standing here, a mountain that these puppet empire magicians cannot surpass.
"tú tú tú tú!" The gunshots in the hall still reverberated. Another assassin trying to resist was hit by countless bullets from all directions, and was called out pitifully. fell on his seat.
"Keep Your Majesty safe!" Carl threw off his cloak, jumped onto the podium, and stood up ahead in the smoke.
He jumped on the podium with him, as did Archduke Sumore of Ironforge. The dwarf wore heavy armor wherever he went, and today was no exception.
The gunpowder smoke on the podium gradually dissipated. At this time, everyone could see clearly that in front of Chris' podium, there was a huge and unusually thick magic array floating.
The flickering light of this magic array is very soft, as if bred with a magical energy that can devour any attack.
Chris stood intact behind this huge magic array, smiling at the chaotic crowd under the stage.
Then, he tapped the microphone in front of him twice, and after finding that the microphone was still usable, he coughed twice, making the entire venue instantly quiet.
In fact, it should be quiet, most of the assassins have been beaten into sieves, and a few magicians who have been held down have no chance to resist.
Preparing to turn around, the old magician who left in a dashing manner looked at Chris standing on the podium in surprise, trembling and not knowing what to say.
According to his plan, Chris should have died by this time, he should have been burned to death, and his empire should have fallen apart.
He was not the planner of the assassination at this time, he just took advantage of his position to open the door for these assassins.
That's why he is so confident, that's why he believes that everything he does is just and represents the demands of everyone in this world!
Because he knew that those who wanted to assassinate the emperor in front of him were not only the remnants of the puppet empire, but also the lunatic of Alanhill! Not just demon followers, but other Magic Empire assassins!
The entire world is waiting for this emperor to die! When the emperor dies, everyone will be busy fighting for their own interests - this is the foundation of the old magician's self-confidence, he believes that no one will trouble Chris after his death.
Even, he will be the hero in the mind of these harbor ulterior motives! Be praised, and deeds will always be passed down in the bard's mouth!
And he didn't think about the consequences if the assassination failed at this time, because in his opinion, with so many forces trying to assassinate an emperor of an empire, the chance of success is very high. of!
However, he absolutely did not expect that this time the assassination was not successful, and now he must face a result he least wants to face.
"Bang!" The heavy door of the hall was pushed open from the outside, and Chris' super-golem Avatar broke in with a group of soldiers wearing powered outer skeletons.
They surrounded all the magicians in the hall, and the black muzzles pointed at all of them unreasonably.
"Resume live TV." After Chris tapped the microphone twice, facing the other side of the podium, the live cameraman who had forgotten to turn on the device instructed: "I don't want my subjects to be too much. I'm worried."
His words flowed into the photographer's heart like a warm current in the cold winter. The lucky photographer quickly turned on the equipment and started a new round of broadcasts.
"I hope the new puppet empire... and you, Mr. Archon Alderlake, can give me a reasonable explanation." The magic defense barrier in front of Chris gradually drifted away, but the words in his mouth made Alderlake felt the cold.
"You're a magician! You can actually do magic! You traitor among magicians! You don't deserve glory! Shameful bastard!" Several magicians raised their heads and shouted at Chris.
In his eyes, since Chris is a magician, he shouldn't betray the entire magician group and become an emperor in a mortal empire.
"Look what I found...a clown who is taking the lead." Chris looked down at the old magician who was constantly abusing under the podium, with a faint smile still on his face.
As the victim of this time's assassination, he had no intention of hating these assassins in front of him. Even, he was a little grateful to these poor bastards.
If it weren't for these naive idiots, who picked such a powerful timing and came up with such a gorgeous assassination operation - Chris still doesn't have a proper reason to attack the Magic Empire that begins to stir.
Well now, as long as he takes advantage of the topic and makes good use of this time to assassinate, he can make those guys who don't obey orders put away those disgusting little actions.
"The tyrant..." A restrained assassin magician shouted provocatively as he tried to break free.
"pu..." A sharp long sword pierced the magician's chest. Carl drew his sharp sword and walked to the next magician assassin who didn't shout anything.
"Forgive me!" The young magician wanted to ask for forgiveness, but the answer was still magician's long sword. When the long sword ran through him, he let out a pig-slaughtering scream that echoed throughout the lecture hall, full of irony.
"shua..." When Carl drew out his long sword, he swung his momentum, and the bright red blood was thrown to the ground, and the redness was unbearable to look directly at.
"Execution of assassins in front of a global live broadcast?" A magician stared blankly at what was happening in front of him, and the questions in his mind seemed to be out of touch with reality: "Don't they interrogate these things? Man, do you want to find out who's behind the scenes?"
"Now, it's time for us to talk about...the future of the puppet empire!" Chris's eyes moved from the magical assassins who fell one after another. Kai, looked towards the magician of the new puppet empires shrunk in the center of the hall: "From now on...the new puppet empires...let's merge into Alanhill...Who is in favor? Who is against?"
( End of this chapter)