I said...... Are you happy a little too soon? The elven queen Andrea, who was sitting on the other side of the podium, stood up and stared with contempt at the excited assassin not far behind her.

The moment the assassin saw the elven queen, it was as if he had been caught in the magic of ice, and even his breathing became cautious.

A magician may look down on a mortal in his bones, even if this mortal is the emperor of a huge empire, even if this mortal is an emperor who has defeated countless magical empires!

But a magician can't despise another magician who is stronger than himself no matter what. It's a pity that whether it's age or magical attainments, Andrea stands here, a mountain that these puppet empire magicians can't surpass.

"Bump Bump!" The sound of gunfire in the hall was still echoing, and another assassin who tried to resist was hit by countless bullets coming from all directions, and he fell to his seat with a scream.

"Keep Your Majesty safe!" Carl threw off his cloak, jumped onto the podium, and stood right in front of the smoke.

Jumping on the podium with him was Archduke Ironforge Sumolai. This dwarf wears a heavy armor wherever he goes, and today is no exception.

The smoke on the platform gradually dissipated, and at this time, everyone could see clearly that in front of Chris's podium, there was a huge and unusually thick magic array.

The flickering light of this magic array was very soft, as if it was pregnant with a wave of magical energy capable of devouring any attack.

Chris stood intact behind the huge magic array, smiling at the chaotic crowd below.

Then, he tapped the microphone in front of him twice, and when he found that the microphone was still usable, he coughed lightly twice, causing the entire venue to fall silent instantly.

In fact, it was time to fall silent, most of the assassins had been beaten into a sieve, and the few magicians who had been held down had no chance to resist.

The old magician, who was about to turn around and leave 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 by the flames, and then his empire should have fallen apart.

He was not the mastermind 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 righteous and represents the demands of everyone in this world!

Because he knows that it is not only the remnants of the puppet empire who want to assassinate the emperor in front of him, but also the madmen of Orchid Hill! Not only demon believers, but also assassins from other magical empires!

The whole world is waiting for this emperor to die! As soon as this 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 become a hero in the hearts of these people with evil intentions! Praised by others, deeds will always be passed down in the mouth of the bard!

And he didn't think about what the consequences would be if this assassination failed, because in his opinion, there were so many forces that wanted to assassinate the emperor of an empire, and the chances of success were very high!

However, he never imagined that this assassination attempt would not be successful, and he now had to face a result that he least wanted to face.

"Bang dang!" The heavy door of the hall was pushed open from the outside, and Chris's super-god puppet clone burst in with a group of soldiers wearing powered exoskeletons.

They surrounded all the magicians in the hall, and the muzzles of the black holes pointed at all of them unreasonably.

"Let's resume live TV." Chris tapped the microphone twice, and on the other side of the podium, the live cameraman, who had forgotten to turn the device back on, instructed, "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 want a new puppet empire...... And you, Mr. Archon Audleck, can give me a reasonable explanation. The magical defensive barrier in front of Chris gradually drifted away, but the words in his mouth made Oldlek feel cold.

"You're a magician! You can do magic! You traitor among the magicians! You don't deserve glory! Shameful bastards! The old magician, who was in charge of the security check of the venue, broke free from the magicians who wanted to come up and capture him, and shouted loudly at Chris with his head tilted.

In his eyes, since Chris is a magician, he should not betray the entire group of magicians and go to a mortal empire to be some kind of emperor.

"Look what I found...... A clown who picks the beam. Chris looked down at the old magician under the podium, who was constantly abusive, still with a faint smile on his face.

As the victim of this assassination, he did not hate the assassins in front of him at all. He was even a little grateful to the poor creatures.

If it weren't for these naïve fools, who had chosen such a powerful moment to carry out such a gorgeous assassination operation, Chris would not have had a suitable reason to attack those imminent Magic Empires.

Now, he just needs to use the topic to make good use of this assassination, and he can make those who disobey the order put away those disgusting little actions.

"Tyrant ......" A holding down Assassin mage shouted in defiant provocation as he tried to break free.

"Poof...... a sharp sword pierced the mage's chest. Karl drew his sharp sword and walked over to the next mage assassin who didn't shout anything.

"Spare your life!" The young magician wanted to ask for forgiveness, but the answer was still the magician's sword. As the sword pierced through him, he let out a pig-killing scream that echoed throughout the lecture hall with sarcasm.

"Huh......" Carl shook his sword when he drew his sword, and the bright red blood was thrown to the ground, and the red was unbearable to look at.

"Executing the assassin in front of a global live broadcast?" A magician looked at everything that was happening in front of him in a daze, and the question in his mind seemed to be a little out of touch with reality: "Isn't it, don't they interrogate these people and find out who is behind the scenes?" ”

"Now it's time for us to talk...... The future of the puppet empire is here! Chris's eyes moved away from the fallen magical assassins one after another, and looked at the new puppet imperial magicians who were cowering in the center of the hall: "From now on...... New Puppet Empire...... Merge into Iran Hill...... Who is in favor? Who is against? ”