1012 Raids
On the streets of Calamikos, the capital of the Eternal Empire, two magicians are protecting a young man, walking carefully on the sidewalk of the street.
The young man walking in the front looked curiously at the open shop on his left, and saw the dazzling array of goods inside.
Most of the goods are luxury goods imported from the Alan Hill Empire. Some are brand-name bags designed by the most powerful design masters in the Alan Hill Empire, some are expensive watches and jewelry.
"It's really embarrassing for the nobles." Seeing several noble ladies come out of the jewelry store, then laughed loudly, and walked into a shop selling long skirts on the side without looking back, the young man said contemptuously. commented.
This empire is now on the verge of collapse. A large number of protesters and demonstrators gather at the gate of the palace every day, but those nobles are still going their own way, without the slightest awareness of worrying about their motherland.
The current state of the Eternal Empire is really very bad, and it may collapse and perish at any time. All kinds of people here have a kind of inexplicable madness, with a bit of hysteria and helplessness.
"Your Highness... be careful!" A magician stepped forward and warned the young man, "After all, we are in another country, meddling in other people's affairs can easily cause trouble..."
"I got it! I got it!" With dissatisfaction, the young man glanced at the shops selling expensive luxury goods, shook his head and continued walking forward.
There is not much time for him to come out to let the wind go, so hurry up to bask in the sun and breathe fresh air. This is the only purpose of their trip.
"We are hiding here just to look for an opportunity to recapture Norma one day and rebuild the Norma Empire..." As he walked, he complained to the two bodyguards behind him: "But the chances are really getting slimmer and slimmer. So, it is we who will perish.”
"Take a look, look at these crowds crowded around the palace... I thought the Eternal Empire was the last hope of our Norma Empire... But now it seems that this hope won't last long." His dejected expression , so that the two magicians who protected him behind him also became lonely.
At this time, in an instant, a magician who was following the young man sensed the danger, and he instinctively lit up the magic defense barrier on his body, trying to prevent the danger from approaching.
Who knew that his speed was fast enough, the other party's actions were faster than he expected.
A passerby who seemed harmless to humans and animals suddenly pulled out a pistol from the schoolbag he was holding, and pulled the trigger on the young man.
"Boom!" Suddenly there was a strange gunshot on the street,
The sound echoed on the road, and it could not be calm for a long time.
"Assassin! Protect Your Highness!" The magician who first discovered the danger blocked the bullet with his magic defense barrier, and then a ball of restless fireball appeared in his hand.
Not far away, the man who took out his pistol and fired at him was also stunned for a moment while holding the pistol in his hand. He didn't expect that such a seemingly easy target would turn out to be unpredictable.
He turned around and wanted to escape, but was caught up by a big fireball and swallowed him up.
While the magician was attacking the gunman who turned to run away, from the other direction, a man with a handbag pointed his handbag at the young man.
"There are assassins! There are assassins!" The magician who protected the young man could only shout anxiously before making more defensive shields.
This time, the two magicians were stunned by the ferocious firepower of the suitcase on the other side. It was the first time they saw that a suitcase had the same ferocious firepower as an assault rifle.
Intensive bullets shot at the young man, and the second magician could no longer condense any protective magic—he could only abandon his body and throw down the young man who was still at a loss.
Before the young man could react, he felt himself being thrown to the ground by a magician behind him.
He staggered a few steps, and finally fell to the ground smoothly. At this time, he had the opportunity to turn around and look at the magician behind him who threw him down.
I saw that the magic defense barrier had already lit up on the opponent's body, but there were obvious bloodstains beside the body.
"What's going on? What's going on?" The young man struggled to get up, only to see blood with light blue light dripping all over his palm.
The magician who threw him was shot, and it wasn't just a single bullet, he was shot several times in one breath...
Norma Collier turned pale with fright at the blood in front of him. He raised his head and saw a gunman in the distance who had been burned into a man of fire by his bodyguards.
"Come on! Come on! Help me!" He hugged the magician who threw him down, looked at the pained expression on the other side, and looked at the gunshot hole that kept spurting blood on the other side, and shouted loudly.
"Your Highness! Be careful! Don't scream!" The remaining magician turned his head and warned loudly to protect his target.
Just as he shouted these words, there was another clear gunshot, and the sniper in the distance hit the young man in the head.
The young man's head was completely shattered, and before the long-range sniper left, he lost his breath and fell directly on another corpse.
The gunshots were still echoing on the street. At this time, the local civilians screamed and shouted, because they also discovered that the gunshots and fighting here were not because of what they knew, those civilians who went to the streets to parade. The movement that came out.
"Damn it!" Seeing that the target he was protecting had been killed, the magician who was fighting ahead turned red-eyed, hoping to catch someone alive.
It's a pity that at the moment he was distracted, several gunmen dressed as civilians rushed out and opened fire on him violently.
Caught off guard, he was also hit by a bullet, and the magician shouted for reinforcements. After succeeding, a man walked out of the shooter, holding a pistol, and walked up to the young man who was already lying in a pool of blood. A few more shots were fired at the corpse.
Then, he took out a handkerchief embroidered with a golden eagle from his pocket, and threw it on the young man's body. Several people turned around and flashed into a nearby alley, and disappeared after a few clicks.
Caught off guard, he was also hit by a bullet, and the magician shouted for reinforcements. After succeeding, a man walked out of the shooter, holding a pistol, and walked up to the young man who was already lying in a pool of blood. A few more shots were fired at the corpse.