"I said... are you happy a little too early?" Andrea, the elf queen sitting on the other side of the podium, stood up and stared at the excited assassin not far behind her with contemptuous eyes.
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The moment the assassin saw the Elf Queen, it was as if he was under a freezing spell, and even his breathing became cautious.
A magician may look down on a mortal deep down, even if this mortal is the emperor of a huge empire, even if this mortal is an emperor who has defeated countless magic empires!
But a magician cannot underestimate another magician who is more powerful than himself. Unfortunately, regardless of age or magical attainments, Andrea is standing here, which is a mountain that these puppet empire magicians cannot surpass.
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"Boom, boom, boom!" The gunshots in the hall were still echoing. Another assassin who tried to resist was hit by countless bullets from all directions. He screamed and fell on his seat.
"Keep His Majesty safe!" Karl threw off his cloak, jumped onto the podium, and stood directly in front of the smoke.
Jumping onto the podium with him was Grand Duke Sumorai of Ironforge. This dwarf always wore heavy armor wherever he went, and today was no exception.
The smoke on the stage gradually dissipated, and only then did everyone see clearly that there was a huge and unusually thick magic circle floating in front of Chris's podium.
The flickering light of this magic circle is very soft, as if it is pregnant with a magical energy that can swallow any attack.
Chris stood intact behind this huge magic circle, looking at the chaotic crowd in the audience with a smile.
Then, he tapped the microphone in front of him twice. After finding that the microphone was still usable, he coughed twice, causing the entire venue to become silent instantly.
In fact, it was indeed time to calm down. Most of the assassins had been beaten into pieces, and the few magicians who were held down had no chance to resist.
The old magician, who was about to turn around and leave gracefully, looked at Chris standing on the podium in surprise, trembling and not knowing what to say.
According to his plan, Chris should be dead by this time, he should be burned up in flames, and then his empire should fall apart.
He was not the planner of this assassination, he just used 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 aspirations of everyone in the world!
Because he knows that those who want to assassinate the emperor in front of him are not only the remnants of the Puppet Empire, but also the madmen of Elan Hill! Not only the believers of the devil, but also the assassins of other magic empires!
The whole world is waiting for the death of this emperor! Once the emperor dies, everyone will be busy fighting for their own interests. This is the basis of the old magician's confidence. He believes that no one will come to trouble him after Chris's death.
He will even become a hero in the minds of these people with evil intentions! He will be praised by others, and his deeds will always be spread among the bards!
And he has never thought about the consequences if this assassination fails, because in his opinion, with so many forces trying to assassinate the emperor of an empire, the chance of success is very high!
However, he never imagined that the assassination failed this time, and now he had to face a result that he least wanted to face.
"Bang!" The heavy door of the hall was pushed open from the outside, and Chris' super god puppet clone burst in with a group of soldiers wearing powered exoskeletons.
They surrounded all the magicians in the hall, and pointed their black guns at everyone unreasonably.
"Resume the live TV broadcast." After Chris tapped the microphone twice, he told the live cameraman on the other side of the podium who had forgotten to turn on the equipment again: "I don't want my subjects to worry too much."
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 broadcasting.
"I hope that the New Puppet Empire...and you, Mr. Alderac, the Grand Consul, can give me a reasonable explanation." The magic defense barrier in front of Chris gradually dissipated, but the words in his mouth made Alderac feel cold.
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"You are a magician! You can actually do magic! You are a traitor among magicians! You don't deserve to enjoy the glory! Shameful bastard!" The old magician in charge of the security inspection at the venue broke away from several magicians who wanted to catch him.
, raised his head and shouted loudly to Chris.
In his eyes, since Chris is a magician, he should not betray the entire group of magicians and become the emperor of a mortal empire.
"Look what I found...a clown." Chris looked down at the old magician who kept cursing under the podium, with a faint smile still on his face.
As the victim of this assassination, he didn't hate the assassins in front of him at all. In fact, he was a little grateful to these poor people.
If these naive idiots hadn't chosen such a powerful opportunity to carry out such a gorgeous assassination operation, Chris wouldn't have had a suitable reason to launch an attack on the Magic Empire that was just about to take action.
Now, he just needs to use the opportunity to make good use of this assassination, so that those guys who disobey orders can stop their disgusting little tricks.
"Tyrant..." An assassin magician who was being held down shouted provocation while trying to break free.
"Pfft..." A sharp sword pierced the magician's chest. Karl drew out the sharp sword and walked to the next magician assassin who didn't shout anything.
"Spare your life!" The young magician wanted to beg for mercy, but the answer was still the magician's long sword. When the long sword penetrated him, he let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, which echoed throughout the lecture hall and was filled with emotion.
Satire.
"Whoa..." When Karl drew out his long sword, he flicked it, and the bright red blood was thrown to the ground. It was so red that people couldn't bear to look at it.
"Execution of assassins in front of a global live broadcast?" A magician stared blankly at what was happening in front of him. The question in his mind seemed to be somewhat out of touch with reality: "Don't they interrogate these people and check behind the scenes?
The black hand?"
"Now, we should talk about... the future of the Puppet Empire!" Chris looked away from the magic assassins who fell one after another, and looked at the new Puppet Empire magicians huddled in the center of the hall:
"From now on... the new puppet empire... will be merged into Eiland Hill... Who is in favor? Who is against?"
